Streaming in the Pokémon World

Joseph woke up to a gentle buzz-buzz from his Rotom Twins projecting "100K FOLLOWERS: YOU DID IT!" on the ceiling. Tyrunt, as usual, was draped over his legs. Bean had claimed his entire pillow fortress, hidden under a suspicious pile of mail packages. Riolu sat by the window, already sipping Oran berry tea like an old monk.

"Good morning, internet…" Joseph mumbled, poking the mail. "What's all this?"

Rotom 1 projected an update: "Fan Mail + Sponsorship Requests!"

He peeled a box open to find… hats. Dozens of them. Tiny top hats, glittery caps, a straw hat with a Poké Ball pin, even a beanie with 'BEAN LORD' stitched on in gold thread.

Bean peeked out, squeaked happily, and immediately donned three at once.

"HAT COLLECTION EXPANSION." "He's unstoppable." "Bean merch line when???"

While Bean happily tested his new hats, Joseph flipped through a stack of envelopes.

"Dear EeTvee, we love your style! Would you like to promote our new energy drink? It's made with raw Spinarak venom!"

Joseph made a face. "That sounds… super illegal?"

Next: "Join our pyramid scheme! We'll make your Pokémon famous, too!"

He dropped it straight into the trash.

Then, one particularly fancy envelope: "Official League Invitation — EETVEE IS THE FUTURE OF POKÉ-TAINMENT!"

Joseph blinked. "Is this legit?"

Rotom 2 zapped it with a quick scan. 'FAKE. SCAM ALERT!'

"Y'all he almost got catfished." "Stream the scams for content." "Bean, protect the money."

Joseph panned the camera to Bean — who now had a tiny top hat perched on top of his beanie, and looked like a tiny mafia boss. Tyrunt, meanwhile, was sniffing a hat-shaped cookie someone had mailed them.

Near the bottom of the pile, Joseph found a crudely wrapped package labeled: "For Bean. Put it on. Trust me."

Riolu's aura sensors flared up — he stood, arms crossed, tail twitching.

"Uh… maybe not, buddy." Joseph said, but Bean was already ripping it open with his stubby feet.

Inside: an old velvet hat with a weird gemstone stuck to the brim. Bean stuck his face inside. The gemstone flickered.

Rotom 1's scanner went wild. "MINOR HEX DETECTED."

Bean popped the hat off with an offended squeak. Tyrunt bared its teeth at the hat like it was about to bite it in half. Riolu snatched the thing and drop-kicked it straight into the trash.

"WHO TRIED TO CURSE THE HAT LORD???" "Riolu's kung fu is unmatched." "This is why we can't have nice things."

Joseph shuddered. "Okay, fan mail rule #1: If it glows, no Bean."

Bean climbed into the hat pile and fell asleep. Tyrunt curled up next to him, guarding the snoozing king. Riolu resumed sipping his tea like none of that happened.

As the chaos settled, Joseph finally checked his DMs. Trainers from all over wanted to "collab" — some clearly just for clout, but a few caught his eye.

A twin duo who trained a synchronized Plusle and Minun act — apparently, they made the Pokémon do dance battles.

A self-proclaimed "Spinda King" whose entire brand was battling with drunk, dizzy Spindas.

And a Gym Trainer who offered to lend Joseph his Trick Room team for a prank battle.

"DO THE SPINDA DUDE." "Dance battle collab sounds iconic." "Trick Room trolls LET'S GO."

Joseph laughed. "Alright, chat — we'll do a poll. But first, we need to plan the next big thing: a community event."

Joseph grabbed his notebook, scribbling on a page labeled 'EeTvee IRL Meetup??'

"Picture this," he told the stream. "An open field, food trucks, tiny battle arenas, live reaction streams. Trainers can show off their weirdest Pokémon talents. And Bean? Bean can judge a hat contest."

Bean's snore from the couch: squeeeek.

"HAT CONTEST PLZ." "Would travel across the region for this." "Live prank battle stage???"

Tyrunt perked up at the mention of food trucks. Riolu gave an approving nod — apparently the idea passed the Vibe Check.

Rotom Twins projected possible event names:

'EETVEE FEST 1.0'

'Hat-Con 2025'

'Prank War Party'

Before signing off for the day, Joseph decided to test Bean's stamina — or rather, his tolerance for hats.

He stacked seven hats on Bean's head while the Shroomish snoozed. The final hat was a teacup-shaped one. Bean stirred, cracked open one eye, saw the chat spamming HAT LORD BEAN emotes — and simply accepted his fate.

Tyrunt gently pawed Bean's side, as if checking if he was still alive under the tower. Riolu just facepalmed.

Joseph laughed until he had tears in his eyes. "If this isn't peak content, I don't know what is."

With the room littered in fan hats, sponsorship spam, and one dead-cursed-hex-hat in the trash, Joseph wrapped up the stream.

"Alright, EeTvee fam — tomorrow we plan our first official collab. Maybe we prank the Spinda King. Maybe Bean enters the hat dimension. Who knows? Keep those ideas coming."

Rotom 1 projected a final sticker: "100K STRONG — THANK YOU!"

Bean gave a tiny hat salute. Tyrunt let out a sleepy "rawr." Riolu closed his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitching into a rare smirk.

Joseph grinned at the camera. "Stay petty, stay creative, and keep your hats hex-free. Goodnight, legends."

Rotom 2 flickered out the sign-off: STREAM END.

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