Hop was certain he would read about his humiliating defeat on local blogs soon enough, but if he didn’t get out of there a lost battle would be the least of his worries. Even with Hop deliberately making bad moves it took Bede an agonizingly long time to finish him. growl!" Hop could hear the murmurs of the crowd at this (' did he just say growl?!' 'This is some bug catcher-tier shit'). Shit, can’t believe I’m actually leaking, I think I’m gonna have to throw the match, whyyyy is this happening to me?.
“Slyveon, wish!” As Slyveon complied with Bede’s command Hop wanted to scream, this fucking twat is just stalling, if I hadn’t been so distracted that I lost Corviknight I… a spasm hit him and it took every ounce of will not to grab his crotch, but he was pretty sure he had leaked a few drops. Bede sneered at him “I notice you didn’t participate in the international, not surprising though considering the state your team is in.” In spite of his desperate bladder Hop rose to the bait, “says the guy who only got his gym as a consolation prize from a senile old lady obsessed with pink.” Bede snapped at this, “alright then, face me here and now, 6v6” he turned to the growing crowd, “how about it, you guys wanna see an exhibition match?” The crowd roared its approval and Hop went into a panic shit, this is NOT happening, gahhhh but Bede really pisses me off. Hop groaned inwardly not now, why does this twat show up at the worst possible times. Hop turned to his brother, “hey, before we go back I really need to…” He was cut off by a loud and obnoxiously familiar voice “YOU!” Hop turned in agony to see Galar’s newest gym leader Bede striding towards them. He forced himself to walk straight through the restaurant and outside. Everyone has a cell phone, can’t risk someone getting a pic of an up and coming trainer holding himself like a little kid. “Oy, let’s bugger off” he suggested to Leon, who nodded and signed the bill (he had agreed to pay in the end, “like I’m going to make my little bro pay for my meal!”) Unfortunately, given Leon’s popularity, the brothers attracted attention wherever they went, and Hop didn’t dare cross his legs or hold his crotch.
He looked around and realized with a jolt that the restaurant had a grand total of 0 restrooms what the, are there no toilets here? What kind of bloody restaurant doesn’t have a loo in 2020?. As the conversation slowed Hop became aware of just how badly he needed to take a piss.
Two beers later the brothers were finally wrapping up. As the waitress brought pints for each of them Hop felt a pang in his bladder, haven’t gone since I woke up, but if I go to the loo now there’s no telling what Leon will be talking about when I get back… stiff upper lip it is, then. “Man, am I boring you with this Charizard talk? Sorry bro, you know I can get a little carried away…” He smiled apologetically and scratched his head, “Let’s get a round of beers and I’ll tell you what you really wanted to hear about.” Hop enthusiastically agreed he wasn’t technically of legal drinking age, but nobody was going to question the former champion. They had finished their meal, and Hop was getting ready to call it a loss when Leon sat up suddenly. Their drinks had barely arrived when Hop made an unfortunate comment about Charizard’s competitive viability (Leon had lost in striking fashion to a champion named Cynthia and her stealth rock-wielding Garchomp), which led to a 40 minute (40 minute!!) digression on everything Charizard related. Leon had just returned from an international competition and Hop, dying to hear about the elite trainers from foreign nations, had offered to buy him dinner. Mega Charizard Y, though considering that mega evolution was banned in Galar competitions Hop was only listening halfheartedly.
Hop finished his third glass of soda he listened to his brother Leon pontificate on the virtues of Mega Charizard X vs.
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