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!"
_
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."
_
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...
