Kalos King- Pokemon Xyz X Male Reader “Losing is the new winning!” – 35

⚠️THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SLIGHT NEGATIVE FEELINGS FOR DRAG AND GENDER EXPRESSION! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!⚠️

Hey! Just wanted to first start off with the new changes I made to the outfits and stuff for our main character. Just wanted to point out that this is a guideline for me to get a vibe for the character, I mostly get this through making outfits and fact files lmao, so this is what I came up with…

Hope you like the changes and also hope you enjoy this chapter!

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Reader POV

“Yeah!” I ran over the bridge and jumped up and down, Panpour almost falling off of my shoulders but meowstic used psychic to stop it from happening.

“You seem really stoked for this showcase Y/n.” Ash chuckled.

“You bet! My track record states that design challenges are a pure success for me!” I spun around.

As we were now in Couriway Town, it was now due time for the next performance, so we decided to head over the Couriway Theatre. Not only is Couriway town famous for its steampunk railroads but also for its innovation in waterfalls and river transport, so we had to go over many bridges to get to the theatre.

“ITS OUTSIDE!?” I screamed, scaring Serena’s Eevee.

“Yeah? And what?” I heard a familiar voice, I turned to see Joaquin, someone who I’ve not seen in a long while.

“Woah! Hi Joaquin, you here to compete today?” I asked.

“Well no shit Y/n!” He joked. 

“Joaquin and Y/n?” The producer turned to us. “You’re being called to backstage.”

“Right then! We’ll see you all later!” I chuckled as Joaquin and I walked off.

“Word on the street is that there’s a new performer today and also they’re having two professional performer managers scouting the best performers, up in the big box.” Joaquin pointed to the spiral tower.

“If you think that’s going to wrack my nerves, you’ve got another thing coming bitch.” I chuckled, walking into my dressing room.

In the dressing room, I had to pick my pokemon for the theme challenge. 

“Who do I choose?” I looked at my team and picked decisively. “You.”

After I had gotten changed I was swiftly brought to the mainstage. I had heard my name be called out and I was instantly filled with confidence. As my platform was lifted to the top of the stage, the crowd burst out in applause. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Next, Pierre shared the themed challenge with the audience and I.

“Showcasers! You were told that this was a design challenge, however you were not told the theme of the challenge.” Pierre started. “For this showcase’s design challenge, you will be given a wonder of a specific region and will have to create a design based off of that wonder. For example; The Anistar City Sundial or the Pledging tree” 

I smiled at those words, within seconds we were all in the design boxes designing. I had gotten one of the most boring wonders in the world.

“For fucks sake! Why the S.S Anne!” I huffed. “No Y/n. We can make it work.”

“Meowstic! Help me out here!” I rummaged around for a couple of props, whilst sewing together an outfit. 

“An Hour has passed Contestants! You’re time is up!” Aria shouted. “Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage! Y/n!”

As my door opened, I knew I had to own what I was selling. I walked down the runway, my outfit was on point.

“So Y/n, why have you chosen this look tonight?” Aria pointed the mic at me.

“This outfit is inspired by the S.S Anne from the Kanto Region! I am dressed in an ‘atypical’ typical sailors uniform, however it is rhinestoned and also quite feminine! I mean look at these shoes!” I chuckled.

“How tall are they!?” Aria asked.

“12 inches high, fully stoned and also stiletto, might I just add.” Aria then asked about Meowstic’s outfit. “Meowstic is dressed in my vision of how a vacation should look on the S.S Anne. A huge, straw brimmed hat with a chiffon scarf and a pair of sunglasses, what more could you want?” 

“Looks amazing, thank you Y/n!” Aria chuckled.

After returning back to the dressing room, we were all called for runway presentations. I adorned my steampunk look, and Meowstic’s too. 

“For this runway to work, I need to time you’re future sight so well.” I got my pocket watch out and asked for the future sight. I was then called back to mainstage.

As I walked onto the stage, My outfit flew behind me in the fierce wind. I had a corset, which had gears and imitation blood dripping from them like sawblades. I had gears coming out of my head as well. And as it was dark outside, I could execute my wish. I had asked the lighting crew to turn off the lights for my outfit to work. I turned around so the back of my outfit could be seen, the wind-up screw was turned by Meowstic’s psychic. Within seconds, my outfit lit up in an orange glow, lasers of orange shot from my body. My caged skirt floated as I walked down the runway. I looked at my pocket watch just as it ticked over to 0. Future sight was executed and a perfect explosion occurred, creating a firework of colour, showering the theatre with sparks which earned me 16 and a half minutes of pure, no interruption standing ovation. (Thats a Designing Women reference!)

I stood with the rest of the performers waiting for Critiques as the lights gradually turned back on. When It came down to my critiques, I anxiously awaited.

“Y/n!” Pierre stood up and slapped his hands on his panel. “This runway is phenomenal! You’re talent at SFX makeup is outstanding. However, I think you’re themed challenge could’ve been better.” 

“Understandable.” I replied.

The cruel judge next spoke. “Finally, Pierre is starting to catch on with you’re act. Hyper feminine bullshit.” 

“I think the words you’re looking for is expression.” I stood out from the others, they looked at me with a confused expression.

“Expression of what? Expression of being a crossdresser? You’re a man! ACT LIKE ONE!” The judge snapped at me.

“No.” The crowd began to stir at the tense moment.

“I’m not going to allow you to slate my form of expression, performing is my happiness and for you to slate it isn’t called for.” I stood my ground. “Performing is something that is frowned upon for many young boys and girls who take an interest in it. Boys are scrutinized by their friends and families, calling them queer or other derogatory slurs. Girls are called whores or sluts, just because they like to perform and dress up in cool costumes to show people their talents.”

After saying those words, the crowd clapped for me.

“If I were in charge of this place, you’d be out of here in an instant.” The judge snarled.

“Well you’re not. Even if you had any form of talent, you still wouldn’t be sitting in the kings seat.” I got a death glare. “What? Is there something on my face?

“Y/n, congratulations, You are the winner of this showcases themed performance.” Pierre smiled.

“Thank you so much.” I smiled back.

After the stand off, I had a lot of people backstage cheer for me. They had told me that I was legendary and deserved to be Kalos king just for that. I humbled myself as I knew Kalos King wasn’t totally all about that. Anyways, I still had a lot of learning to do before I could fully challenge the current Reigning Kalos King. 

“Y/n! You’re being called for you’re performance!” I heard Joaquin shout from outside the door.

“Just coming!” I chuckled, clutching the two pokeballs I had in my hands.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, Introducing the freestyle performance of Y/n!” Aria announced, my platform raised and I smiled as the music kicked in.

https://youtu.be/29HeGGW-fm8

(Yes this theme song for Demon Slayer is the best, I love it I’d honestly love to perform to this song.)

I started off by throwing my pokeballs up into the air, as soon as the beat heightened I was already in the action, Panpour and Florges using their respective moves to swat me back to each other, allowing me to dance and do tricks in the air. 

Once that segment was over, Florges used Petal dance, creating a symphonic chorus of Petals, this also added to Panpours Blizzard, they mixed and created a huge explosion, Ice mounds were suspended and I jumped between them, they disappeared after I stepped on them, creating snowflakes below.

I got Panpour to create an ice road for me to skate on after that, However I slipped and lost my footing, I fell flat on my ass for everyone to see. My pokemon ran to my aid.

“I fell down, but I’ll get up. The show must go on!” I chuckled. I got up and brushed myself off. “Lets finish with a bang team! Florges Use Vine whip! Panpour! Use attract!”

As the music came to an end, so did my performance. I was annoyed that I missed my footing and everyone saw it, however I wasn’t to run away like last time. When it came down to hear the winning performance. We were all lined up.

“Cast you’re votes!” Aria announced. The glowcasters lit up.

“And the winner is! Jamie!” Pierre congratulated him. He was tall, with blue hair, he had an Inkay and a Meowth. I could clearly tell it was James from team rocket, but his performance wasn’t half bad so I decided to let it slide.

After leaving the theatre, my friends tried to cheer me up.

“You did so well Y/n! Don’t be sad!” Clemont gave me a hug.

“What? I’m not sad! It was just a learning experience y’know.” I sniffled, I did shed a tear but I was more disappointed in myself. “Losing is the new winning right…”

“…Right?”

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Thanks for reading this chapter!

-potato

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