Okay, so doing a collection of oneshots. Each villain team gets its own short silly thing. And yes, this will include a lot of OCs lol

Order was chose with a randomiser.

Team Rocket (This Chapter)

Team Magma

Team Dim Sun (Yes Ranger teams too )

Go Rock Squad

Team Galactic

Team Aqua

Team Plasma

Team Flare

Pokemon Pinchers

Team Neo Plasma

Set- Shortly after Proton joins Team Rocket, 5 years before HGSS

Characters- Proton (Aged 18), Tsuka (OC aged 16)

Proton swore no one took him seriously in Team Rocket. He had grew up in a trashy town where there were no jobs and no money so he joined Team Rocket as he saw it as a way to get quick cash, steal Pokémon in exchange for big bucks. And he was very good at stealing Pokémon. With his Golbat's haze and Weezing's smokescreen it was easy to get the Pokémon separated from their trainers.

Despite his hard work though, no one took him seriously. He was fast, yes. He was clever, yes. But his body… He had the slim delicate body of a woman. Or a pansy. And God how the other grunts teased him for it. They thought he was weak, pathetic and worthless. Well, one day the mockery would stop. They'd see how much of a mistake they made hassling Proton, sure to be a future executive. There were two executives so far, Ariana and Archer. Giovanni planned to have 4 loyal executives, to help rule over Team Rocket whenever he went off on holiday and whatever. And Proton yearned to get to that position. He'd teach all those imbecilic grunts who's 'pathetic'.

"'Ey, pretty boy!" Proton sighed and kicked his legs over the bench to face the annoyance known as Tsuka. A fellow grunt who despite his young age of 16 was pretty unstable. He didn't use smokescreens like most grunts. Instead he straight out murdered the pokemon's owners.

"Yes, convict?" Proton had always thought this… freak… looked like an escaped convict with his unkempt black hair, pale skin tinted grey and the stench of cigarettes constantly stalking him. Looked like he was wearing his contacts, instead of emerald green his eyes were a blood red. He did it just to scare the hell out of the weaklings.

Tsuka scowled and leant forward, burning Proton's palm with his lit cigarette. Proton twitched and tried to ignore the pain, flipping Tsuka off and turning around. He stared at the pie in front of him. The delicious chocolate pie tempting him. The only good thing about the Rocket Cafeteria. The dessert was amazing. He picked up his fork. Just before he could taste the divine awesomeness which was pie, the sweet treat was swiped away. Proton watched in horror as the convict ate it. Proton snapped.

"Geez… For someone called Proton, he is pretty unstable…" A grunt mumbled as the Rocket Ambulance staff took away the critically injured mess known as Tsuka.

Since that day no one underestimated Proton, executive of Team Rocket.