Pokemon: Jordinio Version - Chapter 41.2

"A pleasant time as always Giovanni," Professor Oak waved after the man as he made his way out of the Pokemon Centre a few minutes later, a massive container held within his arms, "We should do this again real soon."

Giovanni didn't even bother to respond. He hadn't actually said a word at all, to Oak. Or anyone really beyond myself.

Though he did pause to stare Delia in the eyes after we concluded our business. So weird.

And suspicious. Was he actually Ash's father here? I know there's at least one continuity where he is and this world seemed like an odd mesh of multiple continuities.

Eh, whatever. It wasn't really important in the grand scheme of things who Ash's dad actually was. What is important, is I'm sixty million pokedollars and one fissure TM richer.

I've literally more or less multiplied my money by like twenty five times. That is absurd. And if it wasn't for the fact that there were currently three rather beautiful women right in front of me, I'd be cheering like a maniac and hip thrusting the air in celebration.

…As for the Fissure TM, I'm gonna teach that to Charizard.

"He didn't say a word to you." Professor Cerise pointed out as Giovanni disappeared through the Pokemon Centre entrance and out of sight.

"I know," Oak merely grinned though, "That man needs to learn to lighten up though. You'd think he'd be happy he just got his hands on a bunch of fossils at a good price, no doubt he'll be bothering Blaine later today to revive them all for him."

"He's the same as ever," Delia rolled her eyes, "Doesn't care for anything but his own interests and just throws money around to get his way, he's not changed a lick since we were teenagers."

"I'm sensing some tension there," I pointed out, I may as well see about soothing my curiosity with the chance presented here, "Ex-boyfriend?" I grinned at her.

"Ex-fiance actually," Delia just laughed, "He's actually my Ashy's dad, but we had a difference of opinion on how we wanted to raise him when he was born, so we ended up splitting up just after he was born."

Huh, Giovanni actually was Ash's dad here, neat. That was good to know I suppose.

"That was a rough time," Professor Oak nodded sagely, "Don't get me wrong, Giovanni had the best intentions at heart at the time, but the way he wanted to raise young Ash…well, it would have been quite rough."

"How so?" I asked, curious in spite of myself.

"He wanted Ash to be raised in the mountains near Mount Silver," Delia snorted, "He wanted him to grow up in a rough, cold environment, around strong and powerful wild pokemon and pay for the best of the best teachers for him from his toddler years, off the top of my head he wanted him to be instructed in martial arts, finances, business and quite a few other things."

"That…is an odd way to want to raise a child." Professor Cerise grimaced.

"Giovanni believed the best way to raise his son was to make sure he was strong, disciplined, knowledgeable and such," Oak shrugged, "To make him the best he could be and never have to worry for him."

"That's all well and good, but in the process he'd have destroyed his childhood," Delia huffed, "I don't doubt my Ashy would have been all of those things easily with that kind of upbringing, the difference though is I doubt he'd as happy as he is now, which is more important to me."

Wow, just wow.

It kind of sounded like Giovanni wanted to raise Ash as the perfect heir, who would have been better than him in every single way. Kinda surreal to think, that if that did happen, Ash right now would probably be a high ranking member of Team Rocket, probably second in command.

Or third. Honestly, I'm not sure how Madame Rocket factors into things in this world, Giovanni's mother.

Thinking on it, considering how absurd Ash's physical abilities were and how far he got while knowing jack shit, a full on champion and contender for best trainer in the world - if he was raised like that, he would have been god- Arceus damn monster.

"I don't disagree, I just understand his point," Professor Oak lifted his hands placatingly towards Delia for a moment, before coughing and turning his attention to me, "Still, this isn't the place for this kind of topic and we've been shifted off topic once more. I'll get right to the point before we get distracted again, Jord would you be adverse at all to allowing myself or Professor Cerise to oversee your fossil pokemon when you are not training with them? So that we may study them?"

"As in leave them at either of you two's labs?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," Professor Cerise jumped in with a smile, "To be blunt as well, there has never been a situation like this, in fact calling them fossil pokemon is wrong since they were never dead in the first place. This is a ground breaking moment for pokemon study. The discoveries we could make observing your pokemon could open up all new avenues of research and massively deepen our understanding of these pokemon!" bit by bit as he spoke, more and more palpable excitement leaked into his voice until he was near shaking, vibrating in spot.

Well, I'm not all that averse to it. Letting them do it, would foster good relations between me and them, specifically with Professor Oak.

A connection like that would do me well in the future for sure. But, I'm not the type to just be happy with that. I want to squeeze everything I can out of these guys while I can.

Getting any concessions out of them after letting them do so, will be a pipe dream. So right now, is my only chance to get the maximum benefits.

"I dunno," I shrugged, "Unlike Aerodactyl, the others are quite shy, in fact, they don't do well with others because of Aerodactyl bullying them for years by my estimate. I've only managed to earn some trust because I beat down Aerodactyl and protected them from him."

"Hmm, that's quite unfortunate but does make sense," Professor Cerise mused, tapping his chin, "While this is the first Aerodactyl we've ever seen alive, we have managed to study them a little bit and what we've inferred is they were a rather solitary species of pokemon and rather brutal, one of the top predators during the time period they were alive, it makes sense one in an enclosed space would be quite violent with ones below it on the food chain."

Heh. That sounds about right. And like all big bullies at the top, they were quickly cowed when a bigger bully swaggered in.

I am the bigger bully.

"That sounds about right," I nodded, "Aerodactyl is quite temperamental and only listens to me because I cemented myself as above him on the food chain."

"Fascinating," Oak's eyes sparkled, "Just how did you do that? With another of your pokemon, Pidgeot perhaps?"

"Nah, I just beat him up myself," I shrugged, "He quickly learned his place after I grabbed him by the tail and swung him around like a yoyo and smashed him into the ground face first a bunch of times."

Admittedly, I didn't actually hurt him at all doing that and it was just a show of dominance, and in a real fight Aerodactyl would merk me and tear me to shreds. But he didn't know that.

I was met with absolute silence as all gathered in font of me, from Nurse Joy to Cerise, his daughter, Oak, Delia and even Surge just stared at me, mouths agape.

"…Kid you're a damn freak of nature, ya' know that?" Surge was the first to recover and shook his head.

I'm more weirded out by the fact you were talking to me so pleasantly after our last encounter. The hell was up with him?

"How are you even that strong?" Chloe spoke up for the first time, giving me a weirded out look, "That's not human at all, right?"

Spoken like a true member of the Goh time of Pokemon. Otherwise known as the beta virgin soy boy time of pokemon. Not the time of giga chad genwunners like myself.

But, this was time for the ultimate response!

"Push ups, sit ups and plenty of egg." I merely grinned. And by egg, I mean Blissey.

Eat your heart out Vegeta.

"That….doesn't make sense at all." Chloe replied drily.

In response, I lifted my arms up, one clenching into a fist and curling behind my head, while the other rose up fully extended, two fingers pointing out in the form of the ultimate aesthetic pose, "Say that to these muscles cute stuff." I replied as I Zyzzed her.

"….Those don't make sense either." she pointed out, even as her cheeks flushed red and she stared at my bulging Blissey biceps.

"Feel free to give them a feel," I smirked at her, "You can decide for yourself how much sense they make."

"E-eh!?" Chloe sputtered, eyes widening.

And did not accept my generous offer.

"Oh my, how firm!" Delia tittered herself as she reached out and placed her hand on my bicep and squeezed, "You must really work hard dear." she patted my bicep and let go.

And almost instinctually I slumped out of the one true aesthetic pose and just stared, kind of confused.

She stole the wind from my sails.

Delia giggled at me when she saw my look and gave me a cheeky little wink. She totally knew what she did. I'm not sure how she did it, but she totally did.

…Whatever that was!

Oak snorted, "Yes very impressive Jord, now about your pokemon," he quickly changed the subject once more back to the original topic, "Admittedly their timidity with strangers could be a problem in the beginning, but there are many pokemon like that and even many revived fossil pokemon tend to be like that as well, I'm sure if you allowed us, we could work around it."

"Possibly," I agreed with a nod, even as my limit break far finished charging and I unleashed my ultimate finisher, "Thing is, I've kind of got plans going forward right now that involves all of my pokemon."

You know a funny thing about this world? Construction of buildings and such was a lot quicker. When you had the likes of Machoke and Machamp to carry things around, pokemon with dig to make holes in the ground for building foundation and pipes, and even flat out psychic pokemon to levitate and hold things in place…

Well, to sum it up, I've found that a large mansion can be built in this world, within a few days.

"Oh?" Oak raised an eyebrow, "What kind of plans?"

Hook.

Line.

Sinker.

You have fallen for my trap card old man. Among other things, it allows me to play Pot of Greed straight from wherever the hell I want.

"I'm planning on building my own place," I revealed, "I'm already set to buy a bunch of land over to Hollywood, and now with this windfall I just got I can begin right away. I want to build a big place kind of like yours for my pokemon since I have so many of them and I can't just expect Nurse Joy to keep looking after them for me."

Then I shrugged, "Plus I'll need to look into staff and such to watch over the place for me when I go back out on my journey and the like," I pointed out, "I don't really want my pokemon to be with anyone else during the process. It'll be a good time for me to bond with them all more. Once I'm done though, we can talk about it again."

Now usually, this would be the end of negotiations beyond a few bribes. But the thing is, this isn't a normal situation.

This would be like if I randomly popped up with a bunch of living dinosaurs under my ownership and full control back home and told the government and shit that I had no interest in dealing with them right now because I was busy building a facility for them and they'd just need to wait.

Of course people around the world, those in power and the scientists salivating over them would never let it go with just that. And they threw a ton of money at stupider shit.

That was why-

"I see," Oak nodded, "That's understandable Jord and very mature and well thought out of you. Still, it's quite the work load, especially for one so young who has never done something like this before…"

He trailed off musingly before giving me a big, warm smile, "Why don't you let me handle it?" he beamed at me, "Consider it a gift for allowing us to study your pokemon. I will personality purchase the land and with my contacts have a place to your specifics all built nice and quickly."

The foremost expert on Pokemon, the creator of the pokedex, a former champion, and the one more curious about the mysteries of pokemon than anyone else. The one who had even paid for Professor Cerise's and a bunch of other peoples labs around the world to be built so they could research all different manners of pokemon phenomena.

In other words, Oak was absolutely loaded and well willing to throw a bunch of cash around himself if it allowed him to pursue such a thing as this.

Game.

Set.

Match.

I should call Gary later.

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Sorry for the delay guys. Not had the best time to write the past few days because of the lead up to Guy Fox night. People were constantly setting off fire works and had Bella going absolutely mental. Couldn't concentrate at all.

Anyway, somebody asked for a list of all Poke-Jord's mons and shit. So I'll post his trainer profile in an update in a minute after this.