To my reviewers:

Koichi: Hehehe, I'm worried about the public reaction to some of 'em, so thanks. I doubt there's gonna be Pokeshipping since they're adopted siblings. But after all, you were the one who inspired me to make my last fic yaoi, so what can I say?

Episode One

James attempted to shift the bags of groceries in his arms to one hand as he unlocked the door to his house. After fumbling with the keys for several seconds, one of the bags slipped and the boxes of crackers ended up on the ground.

"Ugh… stupid crackers…" He groaned, shifting the bags to his knee. This time, he managed to open the door and practically fell inside.

"Hey honey!" He called as he entered.

"Hi sweetums." Brock answered sarcastically, looking up from the TV.

James threw the bag of chips at him. "Where's Gardenia?"

"Probably out playing with Cacnea. She's been trying to teach him some new attacks."

"Ooh, when she gets going on something like that it's impossible to tear her away." James sighed dejectedly and hung his head.

Brock laughed at him, and James sulked deeper.

Just then, the door opened again. "Hiiiii, everyone!" Jessie announced her presence, spinning into the room.

"You keep doing that I'm gonna change the locks!" Brock threatened.

"What are you so happy about, anyway?" James grumbled.

"I have a date tonight!"

"Poor guy." Meowth said, shaking his head as he Followed Jessie into the house.

"QUIET YOU!" Jessie stomped on his head.

"Just sayin'…" Meowth moaned.

"So how'd you talk anyone into going on a date with you, anyway?" Brock inquired, turning around.

"If you must know, it's a blind date. One of my friends set me up."

"Dat guy'd better hope he's blind!" Meowth cackled.

Jessie turned red and wheeled around to face Meowth. "I've had just about enough of you!"

"Yaaaah! Don't kill your friend Meowth!" Meowth screeched, dashing between Jessie's legs and scrambling out of the room.

"Get back here you stupid son-of-a—" She was cut off as the door slammed shut behind her.

James was chuckling. "Well, I feel better. What was I sad about, anyway?"

"Your wife likes a cactus more than you."

James crossed his arms and pouted. "Don't you have something to clean?"

"Hey, I'm done for the day. Unless I get a raise?"

"Hey, I wonder where Ash and Misty are. Shouldn't they be home from school by now?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought…" Brock grumbled.

James just scoffed at him. "Hmph, like I can afford that anyway."

"Get a real job." Brock suggested

"Shut up! I have a real job."

"Barely."

There was a sudden thumping noise that distracted the men from their argument. The door shot open with a bang as it ricocheted off the wall behind it, revealing Ash and Misty nearly knocking each other over to get in the door. Misty stepped on Ash's foot and tripped him, then leapt over his head and into the room.

"Mmph, oww… no fair…" Ash groaned from his uncomfortable spot on floor in the doorway.

"Ha! I got here first!" Misty taunted in a singsong voice.

"Only because you tripped me!" Ash shot back.

"Quiet you…"

"I'm afraid to ask, but what are you two doing?" James asked, looking slightly afraid.

"Ash bet me that he could beat me home on foot when I took the bus!"

"And I would've won, if you hadn't knocked me over. I was ahead most of the way! Wasn't I, Pikachu?" Ash turned to the lightning mouse that had followed them in the door.

She won. Fucking deal with it. Pikachu thought irritably.

"Hey, how's about I make you kids some sandwiches and you stop fighting so loud?" Brock offered.

"Okay Brock!" They answered in unison, and followed him into the kitchen.

James watched them and grinned to himself. Now, to steal Brock's seat on the couch.

"Oh Jaaaaaaaaaaames?" Ah high, sweet voice rang out through the halls.

Or not. "Yes?" He called back, trying to sound just as sweet.

Gardenia popped her head around the corner and grinned. "Come see Cacnea!"

"Ohhhh, now what have you done?"

Their conversation was interrupted (again) by the grating voice of their favorite feline friend. "Aaaaaah! I didn't mean it I didn't mean it I didn't mean it! Don't take it out on Meowth!"

"HOW DARE YOU CALL MY HAIR UGLY!" Jessie's shriek echoed through the walls of their house. The door flew open as Meowth came dashing in. He quickly scuttled over the couch in the middle of the room and grabbed James' ankle, cowering behind it.

Gardenia pouted. "Can't you two stay out of our house for five minutes?"

"Hmph, why? Our place's a dump!" Meowth laughed.

"Okay, where is he!?" Jessie was at the doorway in a battle stance.

"You just missed him." James responded in a deadpan voice, sweatdropping.

"I'll get you!" She raged, dashing back outside.

"Thanks Jim, I owe ya one." Meowth patted James' leg.

"Yeah, you're damn right you do." James grumbled. "Sometimes I think we should move."

"Aww, you know we'd just follow youse guys."

James sighed dejectedly, and Meowth laughed at him.

To be Continued!