You had somehow managed to do it. You avoided the teen's hand and clung onto the waistband, slowly climbing up until you were close to Red's shirt. Taking a moment, you paused and blushed at what you just went through. It was well-deserved punishment for peeping, but you still found yourself amazed by the package the teen was packing in there. You dumbly giggled before shaking your head and scolding yourself.
"No, no more of that! Not worth the trouble!" "Pika~" You froze in fright and slowly turned to see Pikachu enjoying some berries nearby, thankful it didn't hear you and wasn't looking at your direction. Slightly afraid of being spotted by the abnormally large creature, you jumped and clung to the inside of Red's shirt, working your way up to the top from in there.
Red meanwhile scratched a bit more but finding nothing, looking a bit confused. He was sure he felt something in there when he woke up. As his Pikachu curiously turned his head to looked at him, he quickly took his hand out and acted like nothing happened, a bit embarrassed at the thought of being caught scratching his privates in front of his Pokemon. He must of just been a bit too tired still and imagined feeling something there. With a frustrated grunt, the teen slowly got up and went to go shower to get all the grogginess out of his system.
Or at least that was the plan, until a grumble from the trainer's stomach reminded him that he didn't eat anything since yesterday. Combined with all the travelling he did yesterday...
Quietly sighing, Red turned around and went to eat a few berries from the massive pile his trusty partner Pikachu found around the area while he was sleeping, said electric mouse curiously tilting his head before continuing his breakfast.
You were almost towards the top of the shirt, nearly thrown of a few times by the trainer's movements. Thankfully, the movements slowed down and were less erratic, and judging by the chewing sound above, you guessed that the famous teen was having breakfast.
The thought of how long it's been since you ate made your stomach growled, part of you now craving food. But you also wanted to be found quick before being put in any other situations that either made you uncomfortable or endangered your life. Moaning from your aching stomach, you kept climbing and hoped Red would share some food once he found you.
When you finally got near the top, you were sweating up a storm and panting, feeling like you might just collapse from hunger any moment. At the same time, you were ecstatic to be so close to your goal! All you'd have to do is climb up Red's facial hair and--
You were frozen in horror as you got to the top of his shirt and saw his chin, completely void of facial hair. Now that you think about it, his chest lacked facial hair as well. It was now you realized with great horror that you fucked up. There was no way for you to climb up to his nose and wave to him now, not without serious risk of being flung off by just the slightest movement. Assuming you survived the long fall, which was doubtful, you'd be back at square one.
You were now regretting not getting Pikachu's attention instead, but was it worth the risk? You don't know what Pikachu is like when it's not battling. More specifically, how it interacts with other Pokemon. Even if it was nice to them, could the same be said to anything smaller than it?
Some possible unsavory interactions came to mind and you shuddered, deciding to at least try and get Red's attention first from your current position. With a deep inhale, you began yelling and screaming his name in hopes he'll somehow hear you.
"..."
"..."
That was all the responses you got like usual, your screaming now out of anger. It was a fruitless effort especially with the loud chewing blocking out your screams at some points while the teen ate. You gave up and sighed, still clinging to the fabric and wondering where to go from here.