AN: While sorting through junk in my room, I found the first fanfic I ever wrote at around age 13/14. Please enjoy, anything confusing will be explained at the end.
Also, I don't own Pokemon.
Chapter One
"So Kidd, have you got the paint?" Asked Sundance anxiously.
"Yes, all here; purple, pink, orange, green, and also some fluffy Pikachu stencils!" Replied Kidd happily.
"Oh no! They're redecorating the place!" Cried a voice in horror belonging to Cassidy, an evil Team Rocket agent, who had just walked into the room with her partner.
"WHAT!" Screamed a dozen or so voices in the corrridor, and then the sound of Team Rocket's henchmen and agents alike fleeing footsteps reached their ears.
"Well..., it is our room," began Kidd.
"And we can do anything we want to it!" Ended Sundance.
"Okay, but before you go into any long detailed explanations, the boss would like to see you, um, RIGHT NOW!" Barked Cassidy, edging out the room, throwing anxious glances at the walls.
"Yeah, he is very angry at you for missing the last meeting," croaked Butch, Cassidy's equally evil partner.
"Er, what meeting would that be exactly?" Asked Kidd fearfully.
"The one that was on today, you know, the very important one which all the agents had to be at," a new sugary voice coated in malice added.
A tall figure strode into the room, her purple hair tied back into a ponytail. It was Angelica, one of Team Rocket's best agents and frightened Sundance and Kidd more than Butch and Cassidy could ever frighten them.
"The boss is waiting, I would hurry if I were you but then again I'm not. I have a life and a mission to get on with. See you," Angelica sneeringly said as she turned and walked out of the room.
"We better go Kidd."
"Uh-huh – let's go!"
TBC...