Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.

Note: One more story I saved from the land of forgotten Fics. I may or may not add to it.

Jessie and James
Part1: A New Plan
by: Jet Kitten


"Ahhhhh!"

James fell hard on his backside. Jessie soon followed not giving him enough time to move, knocking him unconscious. Meowth crawled out of the bush.

"Those twerps did it again!" he yelled.

"And why do you sound surprised?" Jessie yelled, and hit him with her fan, "Shut up furball!"

James woke and shook his head. "Hey what's that?"

He looked up to see the bits of the Meowth balloon hit him in the face. "I can't take this anymore! Why can't we go after something else?"

Jessie sighed, "Because the boss wants that Pikachu."

"Why not get another Pikachu?" said Meowth. "He'll never tell the difference."

"Oh! That's brilliant Meowth, but where do we get a Pikachu around here?"

"Well, we could start at that Poké-center in town."

"What about those kids?"

"Come on James! They should be long gone by now!"
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Nurse joy smiled as she saw two ladies come in. The first one had long red hair tied in pigtails, her plaid shirt and vest gave her a school girl look. The second was carrying a Meowth in a blanket.

"Welcome to the Poké-center. How may I help you?"

James used his most sickening high pitched girl voice, which Meowth thought was never convincing. "My poor widdle Meowth is so sick. Please help him."

"Well, let's just see what I can do." She looks at the dark red spots on him. "Aww, he's okay. It looks like he just got into some berries."

"How can you be so sure?! He could be poisoned!" Jessie yelled.

"Don't worry about that. The pokémon around here always get into them."

She rubbed off the stains with a cloth. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to check on a badly injured Jigglypuff."

"Oh fine, James! Now what are we going to do?" asked Jessie.

Just as she said that, they heard a boy yelling outside. He looked to be a bit older then Ash. But he didn't look to have the same respect for pokémon Ash did. He was dragging a little Pikachu down the road by it's tail.

"Come on, you stupid rat! We have to get home. This would be a lot easier if you would get in the damn ball!"

It finally gave up went into the pokéball.

"Hey kid wanna trade that pitiful Pikachu for a Meowth?"

Meowth was shocked by Jessie's words.

"Why? What's wrong with it?" he sneered.

James still in a girl's voice "Oh, nothing young man. We just have three more at home. This one is actually quite nice but we want something different."

He shrugged, "Why not?"

"I don't want to go with him."

"Just escape from him tonight. It shouldn't be that hard. He doesn't look that smart." James whispered.

"I've got to get this dress off. This bra is killing me."

"We don't have time. We have to get this Pikachu to the boss." Jessie said, hitting him and dragging him back to the center. "I saw a phone in there. Get going."
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Ring...

"Well, what have you to report?"

"We have Pikachu!"

"Amazing, you finally did something right."

"We're sending it right now."

"Wonderful. Take some time off til I send some new orders."

Click.

"We did it! We fooled him!"

James swung Jessie around then startled her… with a kiss.

To be continued...