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Professor Oak, did I ever tell you about Margo? She was some rich guy's bratty daughter who sneaked out of their home to be a Pokémon trainer, a fine piece of jailbait from a more tolerant city than Pallet. She had the tightest Sudowoodo and the perkiest little Voltorbs in Fula; barely legal in most regions. Pikachu and I used to double-battle her at the end of every successful gym challenge when I was around there, and once in a while we’d even have the entire team run a train over her, part of official Pokémon “training” of course. In time, she learned how to raise an Onyx better than any Rockclimber in Sinnoh. She wore a minidress with a sexy garterbelt every day so we told her real trainers don't wear panties, and since she was constantly getting lifted off the ground you’d get a glimpse of her shiny Cloyster mid-flight as some legendary Pokémon who looked like a male in a fursona abducted her. It was surreal. She was also constantly getting captured by criminals and large bullies almost every other day. It was ridiculous, like a constant porno. Oak, you have no idea.
And she was a good friend too. Pikachu and I miss her a lot!
