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Heatwave in Hoenn
Such a hot day in Southern Hoenn, Little Root town was fall of fading grass, while Petaburg had supercharged Oddishs running trough it, it was days as hot as this that the Pokemon League passed an restraining order on grass Pokemon. The lakes and puddles existed no more, and it was only hotter in the Battle Frontier. Light beams went trough the open window’s of Greta’s house, as hot as atomic beams, Greta was sleeping on her bed, her clothes rolled up and the cover thrown of, Marina was on the floor being kicked out of bed previously from Greta stating it was too hot. KNOCK. KNOCK. A faint sound came from the front of the house. “Oh, Damn you.” Greta got up to appreciate the soft breeze from an overworked fan, walking over Marina she opened the door to see Scott, a waterfall of sweat.
“Scott.” She said bitterly. “You need to get air conduction in the Frontier.” “I will! I will!.. I’ll get around to it.” He defensively said. “That’s what you said a year ago. “ She huffed. “Why not get Noland to install it?” “Greta, don’t worry about that for a second, I will get it done, for now I wanted to ask you something.” “If this is about those broken blocks In the Arena, I will clean them up, it’s just been.. too hot.” “Oh no, not that, well, today I’m all giving you a day off, it’s too hot for anyone to visit or battle.” “Lovely. But we’re still going to fry here.” “Ah! I’ve booked a private session on a section of beach on Dewford For the Battle Brains!” He grinned.
“We’re leaving at twelve, make sure you come prepared. “Wait, Marina can come too, can’t she?” “Of course she can!” At that moment, Marina walked dozily into the doorway by Greta. “Pearl.. what did you say about me? And do you know why I woke up on the floor today..” “We’re going to be beach sweetie.” “WOW? REALLY, WHEN!” Her eyes were lit up despite her half asleep state. “At twelve. You two better get ready.” Scott waved and walked away. “I love the beach Pearl, think about it! We’ll be able to wear bikinis and I can play with Wani-Wani in the sea.” Greta looked at the sparkling water on the horizon, feeling a but uneasy.
“I-Can’t-Stand-This-Heat.” She muttered wiping the sweat of her forehead. “An Ice Queen shouldn’t be subjective to this!” Steven walked in, previously being on his PokeNavi in the next room. “Darling, I have a surprise for you but it’s not like millions of pokedollers which I own.” “You’ve finally got me that 10foot very costly Cloyster doll?” She said happily. “Not yet, but I’ve booked us a private section on Dewford island’s beach, It’ll be just you and me, because I am very rich.” “Hm..” Lorelai tilted her head back and thought about her and Steven on the private beach and what they could get up too.. “Pardon?” “When we leave?” “Soon – We’re going to be taking the SS Tidal, because I have lots of money.” “Aw, thank you baby! This is going to be a nice trip.” “I know, it’s because I have lots of money.” “I know baby.”
A few hours later, a bus arrived rented by the Battle Brains, at the Dewford beach, only being an hour after they bordered the ship to Drewford they climbed out of the bus to the deserted large section of beach, next to a more crowded one and an empty one. The air was much fresher and the heat was slightly less cruel. Scott led the eager trainers out, expect for Greta who was taking her time getting out. “What’s wrong Pearl?” Marina asked walking with her. “Aren’t you excited.” “A little..” Greta had her arms around her body. “It’s just.. just..” “What?” “I’m.. not easy with.. well.. uh showing my body like this.” Marina giggled. “Why not? You look fine!” Greta looked down at her two-piece Bikini, everyone else was dressed in swimsuits expect for Brandon, she had never felt good about her body. “It’s..just.. I don’t like it.” “Well to be honest, it does look a little tight..” “Yeh.. that’s probably because I haven’t bought a new swimsuit for years. Just don’t….feel good enough to be in one.” “It’s a bit revealing!” “Is it? Really?” Greta looked at herself feeling more self-aware. “Oh come on Pearl, I said you’d look good in a bikini and you do. Why, look, you have such a sexy butt..” She gave Greta’s rear a playful slap. “..Wish you wouldn’t do that.” “Come on! Let’s go!” She grabbed on Greta’s hand and ran her out of the bus to the golden sandy beach, already everyone else was having fun, Lucy was splashing in the water with Noland and Tucker while Annabel was building something in the sand, Scott was Sunbathing while Spenser was falling asleep on a towel, Brandon however, was standing fully dressed arms folded. “Hey Brandon, how comes your in your full clothing, aren’t you hot?” Asked Marina. “Ah, young lady, you see I have been trough many journeys trough many different lands, ones with fierce deserters where this type of weather seems nothing more than a sunny day. I have travelled across a land called Oore were walking out in the fresh air for just a few seconds can cause more damage to your skin than this weather could take a life time. You see, over the years I have come to grow an resistance to the head, thus, wearing full clothing doesn’t matter to me.” “Is that the reason?” “No. I just look too fat in a swimming custom.” He said wiping the sweat of his face. “Oh.. Okay. You know, Greta thinks the same way about her, but don’t you think she looks good.” “Marina! I don’t want people examining me.” I pulled her arms quickly away from Brandon as possible to the nearest open spot. She took the Pokeable hanging from her bikini bottom and out came Ferglatior which out any hesitation ran itself into the water. “Shouldn’t you get your Pokemon out too Peal?” “No. This weather would be too hot for them, where’s Muu-Chan anyway.” “She’s in her Pokeball too! She doesn’t like the heat either.”
“It’s lovely, isn’t it baby?” Lorelei looked at the golden sands and shinning blue sea. “It is. But may I ask, why aren’t you in your swimsuit, I have, my very expensive one because I have a lot of money.” “Oh, I thought I’d get changed in front of you, it’d be a little bit of a turn on to see my hot sweaty body wouldn’t it?” “You don’t have to get changed out here! There’s a few changing tents over there, we have them because of money. “Fine.” She rolled her eyes and took her bag to tent while Steven took a towl and laid near the water, he took some sun cream and started rubbing on himself when Lorelai returned in a two piece bikini. “Ooh, I can help you with that sun cream Steven!” Lorelei said eagerly. “No, No, it’s quite alright. I’ve finished now, I owe this to my wealth.” He said rubbing the last of his shoulder. “What about those.. hard.. to reach places?” “Taking care of, thank you for your concern, I am also very rich.” She sighed and sat down next to him. -
“Oh. That looks like my sister Lorelei and Steven Stone.” Greta turned her head with Marina. “Really, are they a couple?” “Looks like it. Strange.” “But wait! Aren’t they only supposed to be a couple after I die and you have a year of deep rotted depression trying to find yourself then end up helping Steven find his true feelings.” “Shhs!” Greta whispered. “You’re breaking the fourth wall!” “Excuse me.” Came a different voice behind the two girls, a dark-haired boy wearing glasses was standing next to a reddish-brownish haired girl also with glasses sand a Wigglytuff. “Please don’t give out details about our story.” “Yeh! It’s not even finished yet!” “Wig!” “Oh, I’m sorry.” Marina said shamefully. “I didn’t realize what I was doing.” “It’s alright.” “What are you three doing here anyway?” Greta asked. “Ah, well you see, she’s spying on Steven-“ “And he’s spying on you.” “Wig.” “Oh Dear Ho-Oh, not this again..” Greta put her face upon her hand. “Rex thinks your hotter, but STEVEN IS.” “Sorry, Claire, but Greta is.” “No, STEVEN.” “GRETA.” “STEVEN. STEVEN.” “GRETA. GRETA.” “STEVEN IS A MILLINOARE, AND HAS GRAY HAIR, AND IS SEXY.” “GRETA IS A KERATE MASTER, HAS AWESOME LEGS, AND HAS COOL POKEMON.” “What..are those talking about, Pearl?” “Don’t worry sweetie.. don’t worry.” “Well, we better go now!” Said Claire staring Rex straight in the eye. “But remember, YOU’RE NOT AS HOT AS STEVEN.” “YES SHE IS.” “Wig..” The Wigglytuff said depressed, it was obvious she would have to endure more of this. As all 3 left, the cries of “GRETA.” “STEVEN.” Were faded into the background with their view. “Who were those people?” Marina asked. “You really don’t want to know.” “It’s so nice here.” Marina carried on, now putting suncream on herself. “You know it’s nice for the Battle Brains to let me come with you, they didn’t have too!” “Yep, they’re pretty decent people.” “They all look like their having fun, my, I never knew how sexy Noland looked in his trunks..” “What?” Greta turned to her sternly. “So Manley, so.. tall, so handsome.” She sighed. “Aren’t you supposed to be gay?” Greta said it as a command, rather than a question. “Oh, right, yeah sorry! Silly me!” - Back to Steven and Lorelei, she had finish wiping suncream on herself. “Hey baby.” She said tugging at the straps on her Bikini. “Yes, what is it darling of a rich person?” “It’s quite hot isn’t it.” “That’s why we’re at the beach I paid for because I can.” “Well.. I was thinking of taking my top of.. my top is very sweaty.” “Ah, you do that while I think how rich I am.” Lorelei looked at him annoyed. “Didn’t you hear what I said?” “Yes. You said you’d take your swimsuit off. I head while thinking about money.” “You do know what’s underneath my top right?” “Women body parts, which money can buy.” “Right! And if I take it off.. you can see them.” “I know, like I know I am very rich.” “Then.. doesn’t that excite you.” “No. Even though I am very rich.” “Oh Come on! PlayPoke Magazine wanted me to show them for 1,00000 Pokedollers!” “Oh really? Good for you. I make they money in a week.” Lorelei fell back in the sand muttering to herself about Steven’s innocents. It was cute, but not when she was trying to have an erotic session on the beach. - Back to Marina and Greta, they were ready to swim how ever Greta need to apply sun cream already doing her lower legs, face and arms she needed Marina to rub her back while she did the front, it was going rather well until Marina came near to a personal area..
“I was going to rub your butt with-“ “Don’t do that! That’s.. a personal area.” “Pearl, you’ll get sunburnt there otherwise!” “I don’t need you to touch there!” “But Pearl we’re girlfriends, it shouldn’t matter.” “It does to me.. I.. don’t like the thought of you touching me there.” “You need it though!” Marina pleaded. “No!” Greta grabbed the suntan lotion and threw it on the sand, forgetting and leaving her top uncovered with sun cream as well. “Let’s just go swimming now.” Greta and Marina made their way to the sea, passing Annabel who was doing a sand castle version of the Battle Tower, Marina ran straight into the deep end passing Tucker who was playfully trying to drown Noland, Greta took her time and found herself waist high looking for Marina, who then pulled her down from the ankles and a splash fight ensured.
“It is.. but I’ll leave her, she looks like she’s having fun. “ She sighed. “like we should.” “We are having fun, well, at the moment I am little hot and wish not to go swimming yet, but I can swim within all my money.” “Hot are you? Well, how about Cloyster using Surf on you?” “Your Cloyster? I HAVE MONEY.” “Yes.. My ‘Cloyster’” She giggled. “Then you could use your Steelix to make Water gun on me.” “Hm, this is almost as interesting as my wealth.” “But not before I use clamp….Then we can finish it off the climax with an explosion. Although I think I should remove my top to make your Steelix use harden. You see what I mean?” She winked. “Ah yes. You want to remove your top so my Steelix would use it’s harden attack, then your Cloyster will use clamp then surf while my Steelix uses water gun inside your Cloyster, you then want the climax to be an explosion. I see. I bought an island yesterday with my money.” “Ah! You get it now!” She said tugging at her top’s straps once more. “One thing though, I haven’t got my Steelix with me, but I do have a proportion of my infinity wealth.” “Oh Steven!” She threw her hands up in the air. “Why do I even bother!” - “Okay Marina! I’m going to ou- HEY YOU GOT SALT IN MY EYE.” Greta walked out of the sea dripping from head to toe while Marina played with Wani-Wani. The Battle Tower made of Sand caught Greta’s eye and she knelt down to Annabel who beamed proudly at her structure. “Wow, Annabel, that’s really good! I don’t
think any of use can do that!” Her words were cut by the stomping of Noland’s feet crushing the Sand Battle Tower as he tried to catch an inflatable Pokeball. “I GOT IT!” He shouted to a disappointed Tucker. “NOLAND. YOU IDIOT. YOU WERECKED MY SAND TOWER.” Annabel stood raising a Pokeball. “Oh, sorry about that kid.” “I’ll make you sorry!” She threw the Pokeball and Alakazam emerged from the green sparks. “Oh, is that the way you want to play it?” he took the Pokeball hanging from he’s trunks and threw it on the ground for a massive Steelix to emerge.
“Oh Look darling, I’m so rich.” Steven pointed to the other section of the beach. “Noland has his Steelix out, why don’t you get your Cloyster to use Clamp on that? He’s not as wealthy as me.” “I’m asking myself the very same thing…” She muttered darkly. A few hours passed, Scott hold told Noland to put the Steelix away, it’s metal skin was reflecting harsh sunlight rays and him and Annabel agreed to finish this later, instead they both built a replica of Scott together and forgot about the feud. A photo was taken of the dub Sand Scott and the Battle Brains, expect for Scott who said it “looked too big to be him.” (Despite Noland telling him it was a replica). Marina and Greta spent more time in the sea than laying down together on the softy sands. Scott bought the group icecream, while Lucy had to retrieve the inflatable Pokeball from Steven’s and Lorelei beach. “I hope you don’t mind!” She said bending down to pick it up, Lorelei growled to herself as she looked at Steven thinking he was looking at Lucy’s bikini bottom, as soon as she left Steven had a blow delivered to the back of his head. “Oww! What was that for, you hurt me and my wealth.” “For looking at Lucy’s ass, don’t think I saw you!” “Oh no, I wasn’t doing that, I was only admiring the fine pattern on her clothing. I could buy that for I am very well off.” Lorelei sighed again. “I nearly wish you were lying.”
“Sex? Sex with me? The person with lots of wealth.” Steven sounded shocked. “Is that what you wanted? I’m rich.” “Yes.. Yes.” Lorelei said shaking her head after a long time discussing this. “Well, then, if you want sex on a beach, then I’d gladly do it for you, like I sold shares for lots of money.” “Really?” Lorelei’s face lifted and her body was trembling slightly. “Certainly, We’-“ He was interrupted by his Pokenavi ringing. “One second, I’m rich. I have to take this.” He said as he held the Pokenavi to his ear. “Yes, Right, of course, yes, I’m rich. Okay, we shall do it now. I have a vast fortune.” “Who was it baby?” Lorelei asked after he put it down. “It was the beach rental, the beach rental is closing now. So we have to go home now, To my rich house.” Lorelei looked dumbstruck. “So we’ll have to retime the sex for a latter time. Time is money for me, lots of time for lots of money.” “You mean to say I spent 5 hours in the baking sun, working my ass of to make it clear as possible and I get nothing?” “I’m afraid so, now let’s go home, we’ll use my very expensive transport.” Lorelei said nothing and instead led down in the shallow part of the crashing waves. “What are you doing, oh girlfriend to a rich boyfriend?” “Trying to drown myself.” Lorelei said in a watery voice. “Now why are you doing that? I HAVE MONEY.” “..You’re so lucky you’re hot.” “And you’re hot too, I BUY STUFF.” Lorelei sat up excited, could this mean the end of Steven’s Naive ness? “Really?” “Yes. We’re all hot, this is a beach after all. I want to buy it.” “Idiot!” Lorelei threw herself back under the waves.
“Where’s Greta and Marina?” He asked. “Over there.” Noland pointed to the two girls packing up their towels. “Hey, can we bring Sand Scott?” “I think you made him a little too big.” Scott said trough grunted teeth. “Come on Sweetie, we better go.” She bent over to pick over the towels but was stopped by Marina’s giggling. “What now?” She got up to look at her but she giggled even louder. “Pearl, you’re sunburnt!” “Damn it. Wear?” It took a while for the answer to come out of Marina’s mouth, but when it did Greta, quickly felt herself. “Well, let’s just say you’re not going to be sitting down or wearing a bra for a while!” “WHAT?!” Greta looked down to see, indeed, the parts she forbid Marina to touch and where she forgotten were now glowing sore red. “No, NOT THOSE PARTS.” She fell to her knees beating the sand with her first. “I told you you’d better put on the sun cream, it looks like you had a spanking!” “This is how it must feel like..” She muttered. “What?” “NEVER MIND. How could I have been so stupid!” “Oh cheer up Pearl, when we get home I can rub after sun of you.” Greta moaned on the floor. “Why did I have to have such an ironic twist..” “Serves you right!” “Let’s just go.” Greta said irritated, she now had to endure Marina’s giggling on the way back, as well as awkward questions from the rest of the Battle Brains, and to top it all, thanks to her foolishness, sitting on the bus was more painful than anything she could ever imagine – usually having to stand up every few minuets. Meanwhile, Steven was cosily sitting down on the boat, thinking what a grand time he had while Lorelei was looking away from him, fiddling with her salty hair and regretting the missed chance. All and all, it was a day none of the beach goers were ever to forget, more so for Greta who spent 2 weeks carrying ice and after burn wherever she went. And the Sand Scott survived for four days until it was crashed into by a sleepy Pelipper. |