I've been told love is sweet. A thing no one should be without sometimes. I've never really know what love is or how it felt. I grew up not knowing love and I guess that's what got me in such a way. A way that I torture and hit everyone just cause that's the only way I know how to react. I've seen many types of reactions, yet It's not easy to copy or mimic them. I'm not like this cause I'm weak. Some may think I act mean to show that I am but really aren't. It's true, yet not completely. I have my reasons and if they don't like they way I am, they better just get away. A lot of people do get away but some never do. Take James and Meowth for instance. They're always around me, not that they have a choice, but they're not only there for their job but because they need me. As I need them. It may sound weird that me, Jessie, owner of the deadliest mallet around, actually needs someone but it's true. For example, I helped James cross that burning inferno inside the SS Anne, right? If it wasn't for me, he might be dead or something in there. Those brats wouldn't have helped him. They feel nothing for Team Rocket. Team Rocket may be evil but we're still humans ain't we! That's no reason to treat us like we're aliens or garbage! And now for Meowth... well....I can't quite remember any time that I've needed him but I know I have. As for them helping me, it happens all the time even if others don't notice. James helps me feel better after a disaster and Meowth encourages me to keep going. I can't live without them as they can't live without me. Maybe love has something to do with that or maybe it was all just destiny. I don't really care about how I got to them just that I would stay with them until the end. Through thick and thin Team Rocket shall win the fight!