Hey guys! This will be quite a long fic, as it is actually a more detailed version (Slightly rewritten) of a roleplay with Deviantart's Kwaziicat, who you lovely will know as K9ofthetwostrings. It is with Emma's permission I post this under my account. It may get a little sappy or dramatic at some points but… we're teenage girls. What did you expect when you clicked on this if not Rocketshipping and drama? Anyway, it is for the most part, planned in advance outside of the universe so if you need an explanation or have questions, feel free to PM either of us! I hope you enjoy! PS there are some differences in the way Emma and I do Meowth's accent and we both took him over at some point so I apologize in advance! (The cringey accent is me haha…)

Also, if my old RP buddy from Quotev is reading this, yes- I did reuse Juliet as Juliette and the basic beginning is the same because I only know how to write two beginnings...! Sorry not sorry.

Chapter 1: The Cabin

The rain had finally stopped coming down, which meant Jessie had finally stopped complaining about her hair being mussed during their latest attempt to capture the Pikachu. Pikachu had used the infernal rain against them, shocking them with each wet droplet. And so now the three antivillains had resumed their journey back to Team Rocket Headquarters.
"Okay," Jessie started, turning around to face the other two, "I move that we blame Meowth. Seconded?" She raised her hand.

"Uh, no fair!" The cream-colored catlike Pokemon hissed, "Jimmy was da one to design the thing-a-ma-bob that blew up in our faces after dat rotten Pikachu used Thunderbolt on us, so I blame him!"
"What?! But you were the one who told me the design I had been working on would be foolproof!" the lavender-haired agent argued.

"Okay, there's only one fair way to decide who gets the blame," Jessie started, then said suddenly, "One-two-three-notit!"

"Notit!" Meowth said, raising one of his three-fingered paws into the air with a smug smile running across his face, "Well... whaddaya know... It was James' fault da whole time!"
"What? Come on! I didn't know we were playing this game!" James yelled in frustration.

"Don't complain, you snooze you lose!" Jessie chided him. "And if your plan hadn't literally blown up in our faces, we wouldn't be playing this game!" She set her hands firmly on her hips and Meowth nodded smugly in agreement, glad anyone else but him was getting the brunt of the blame.

"B-But Jessie! T-this isn't fair!" James continued to shout, "Like I said before, you told me that the blueprints I were working on were flawless and that it couldn't possibly fail, so I followed your advice and made the robot! Heck, I don't even think you were paying attention to the blueprints at all! I added a "self-destruct" button and a disco ball to the design for crying out loud, and you STILL told me it was a good idea!"

Meowth rolled his eyes, "Oy vey, can we eat soon? I'm sick a hearing both of ya arguin."
Jessie glanced at the cat and crossed her arms begrudgingly, "Fine, we'll all take the blame but you are still getting most of it."
Just then the rain started again, pouring in torrents.
"As if this day couldn't get worse..." Meowth grumbled.

"Seems more fair than inflicting it all on me..." James grumbled under his breath as he crossed his arms over his chest. Seconds later, he glanced over at his partner and gasped in horror as he noticed her clothes. He tore his eyes away and spoke quickly, "Um... Jessie... I hate to alarm you but..."

"What?" Jessie snapped, glancing at her partner. Upon seeing a glimpse of his pants, she too tore away her eyes and realization dawned on her as she looked away hurriedly. In spite of herself, fully knowing what she would see, she looked down and let out a shriek. "Are you kidding me!?"

Meowth just looked back and forth at his human counterparts and started laughing hysterically.
"This isn't funny!" Jessie barked at him as the rain continued to pour, attempting to cover herself.

How unfortunate it is to wear white clothes in pouring rain.

"Uhhhh...we have to find some sort of shelter," Jessie said uneasily, "I refuse to be out here like..this!" She said.
Meowth laughed, "James are dose lil moltreses on ya boxers?"
Jessie grumbled something that sounded suspiciously like a swear word, "Can we just look for shelter and not at James' underwear?!"

James' face began turning at least three shades of red and looked down at his pants which were now beginning to look see through and caught sight of a tiny Moltres beginning to appear under his pants. He gasped once again.
"MEOWTH!" he shrieked, trying to to pull on his pants leg, "Why did you have to even mention that?" After a brief moment of trying to continue to cover up that embarrassing peeking Moltres, he realized that it was positively no use, and that Jessie was right- they needed to find shelter immediately, especially if he wanted for Jessie not to see him in his boxers; having his female best friend see even the outline of his boxers was embarrassing enough.

Jessie's face was also red, mainly because she had seen James in essentially his underwear and no matter the color, white clothes have a tendency to...cling. Though admittedly in their chosen line of work, modesty was a privilege they had none of. She was also blushing because James seeing her in pretty much her underwear was a nightmare. Well, having anyone she didn't want to see her like this was awful.
"We could look for a cabin?" She said, trying to avert her eyes from her partner, "There's supposed to be a bunch nearby but since it's not winter yet not many people use them."
Meowth grinned, "Anyting would do at dis point cause I'm not really likin' my view." He said, glancing back and forth at his partners who were refusing to look at each other.

James looked down at his feet and simply nodded, his face still red from the awkward situation he and his partner were both in. Still staring at the rain bouncing off of the toe boxes of his black boots, he replied: "Sounds like a good idea, Jess. Anything to get out of this rain!"

"Of course it's a good idea," Jessie said, "I'm full of them." she started walking ahead of her two partners.
"Dat ain't what she's full of," Meowth muttered, walking alongside James.

James looked at Meowth and scowled a little, "Meowth, that wasn't very nice of you to say. Jess does have some good ideas every once in a great while." he said, scolding the normal-type Pokemon, however, in a few milliseconds, his mood had changed, as he let out a quiet snicker, and added, "But I do have to admit, like you said, good ideas aren't the only thing Jessie's full of."
Meowth grinned, "Yea, but ya gotta admit you're a bit-"
"What are you two talking about?" Jessie called over her shoulder.
Meowth grinned at James, his victim, perfectly aware he was throwing him under a red haired bus, "James has somet'ing he'd like ta tell ya!"

James immediately stopped laughing. All of the color that was once in his face had completely drained, making it look like he had just seen a ghost. He certainly didn't want to tell Jessie what he had been joking round about, especially since it was Meowth that had started that nasty gag in the first place. It was Meowth that deserved to suffer the wrath of Jessie- not him. He needed to find a way to cover his butt and place the blame in Meowth's paws.
"What?" He asked, voice decidedly higher, speeding up his words, and avoiding making eye contact with his partner, "I don't have anything I wanted to tell you. I never said anything. Nope. Not a thing. Why did you think I had something I wanted to tell you- that's ridiculous. I tell you everything, Jessie. I promised you from the day I met you that I was going to be nothing but honest with you and to never ever ever keep secrets from you, as that would be a threat to our- MEOWTH SAID YOU'RE FULL OF CRAP AND THAT YOU MAKE BOGUS PLANS!"
Realizing the gravity of what he had said, he immediately cover his mouth with his hands, and his tiny pupils began to look into those of a rather irritated Jessie, fearfully awaiting for her reaction.

Shrinking like a wilted flower, he squeaked and then said in an obviously fake, hammy voice, "Have I told you how beautiful you look lately?"

Unfortunately this only earned him a death glare, as Meowth's jaw dropped and he went slack, "Well… ya see Jess-"
"Okay." Jessie nodded a bit, interrupting, then calmly said, "I'd like to murder you Meowth, but I can't run after you right now because running would get more rain on me. So how about we agree that I'll throttle you once we find shelter? And James, dear, thank you for your honesty, but next time you two joke about me literally behind my back, I can promise you that your life will end as swiftly as this rain started pouring."
She turned around to glower at both, "Are. We. Clear?"

Both James and Meowth silently nodded, staring at the enraged redhead.
"Yes." James squeaked, "Crystal clear."
Meowth swallowed, "I have learned my lesson."
Jessie nodded and turned back around, "Fantastic. Speaking of lessons, James, a quick lesson in thin boxers; They tend to stick closely to...skin when wet. Nice Moltres boxers, though." she said.

James blushed and looked off into space. "Ha ha, real funny, Jessie. I'm well aware that I'm wearing Moltres boxers. I can't help the fact that I still feel as if I'm a Moltres-type personality!" he quickly responded, sarcastically. Then he remembered the part about sticking and immediately attempted to, as discreetly as possible, get his pants to be looser. After doing so, he glared at Meowth and made it clear he didn't appreciate that he'd been thrown under a bus.

Meowth's eyes widened, and he rushed to explain himself, "Okay but she was da one who brought up your pants an...HEY do youse guys see dat cabin?!" he pointed in the distance, where there was a small cabin that looked a bit run down and abandoned.

Oh thank heaven! It's about time we found shelter!" James said, smiling a little and letting out a somewhat premature sigh of relief.
He began to speed walk over to the cabin off in the distance, and as the door became closer and closer, his walk soon morphed into a run, traveling swiftly between the raindrops to escape the storm.

"James, wait!" Jessie said, racing after him until they were both at the door.
Meowth sighed, "Looks a bit...run down." Clearly, no one had been there for quite a while. Yet it still looked... livable. And from what they could see through the glass portion of the door, it still had some basic appliances.
Jessie shot him a glance, "Well beggars can't be choosers, so unlock the door."
With the order, Meowth picked the door lock in the way James had taught him to.
"Finally." Jessie sighed.

James turned the door knob, walked into the ramshackle cabin and turned on the lights. As soon as his fellow teammates followed him inside, they began to look around their temporary home. The cabin appeared to be comprised of two small rooms and a larger one- a living room contained in the largest with a pull out sofa and a convertible armchair, and an old rabbit-ear TV which didn't appear to work, a small bathroom. There was also a little kitchenette in the back of the living room space with a refrigerator, a stove, and a microwave, and another small room which had one queen sized bed with demure gray sheets. It looked as though it'd been years since someone last came here. The lighting wasn't particularly flattering, the furniture was covered in dusty white sheets, and the cabin would creak if the wind blew too hard, but, like Jessie had said before: "beggars can't be choosers", and James was just thankful that they had finally found a place where they could spend the night and dry off.
"Well, I guess this is our new base!" Jessie said, trying to be enthusiastic, even though she looked a bit bummed. "We have to let our clothes dry out or else we could get hypothermia." she said.
Meowth glanced at James, "So wait… you two hafta strip?"
"I meant we could just sit by a heater but I guess that would work too." Jessie rolled her eyes at him. "I don't know about James but I for one am most definitely not walking around in my bra."
She glanced at James, who shivered and said,"Especially not when it's this cold inside."

"This is nothing," she said sardonically, "It was much colder this time of year where I used to live."

James nodded. "But yeah, I like the heater plan too." and then Jessie walked off to go find the heater, he said to Meowth, "Having Jessie see me in nothing but my underwear is kind of uncomfortable. Plus, she already saw them once on complete accident, so I don't feel like I have to show them to her again." he said nervously.

"Now... let's see... where is the darn heater in this place..."
Jessie had started looking around on her own, walking into a little nook in the main room. Meowth was searching with James.

Meowth let out a yowl when they both heard Jessie let out a piercing shriek from the other room.