I don't own the Team Rocket Motto. Also, in Equestrian Duel Knights when Discord appeared in the shower, that line he sang was from Tina Turner's Goldeneye which I don't own. And I understood that you're wondering if Pam's family will find out if she's missing. They may, but that won't be until around the end of the fanfic. Other than that, please enjoy the next chapter.
Ch.7: Backfire and Capture
The next morning, Misty, Rika, Impmon, and Renamon headed for the garden. There, they hid behind a couple of trees and a few bushes by the heart-shaped rosebushes.
"I still say this isn't gonna work," said Rika.
"With a pessimistic attitude like yours, the odds of you getting a boyfriend are probably below zero," said Impmon. "Besides, they're coming right now." The four of them then ducked as May and Harley entered the scene from opposite directions. Banette and Squirtle came as well and blushed when they saw each other. And the others saw that their trainers have the "gifts".
"Squirtle, why don't you go and hang with Banette for a while?" May asked her Pokemon. "I need to talk to Harley for a bit. That is…if you don't mind, Harley."
"N-no, of course not," he replied with a light blush. "Banette, you go along, too, okay?" Banette and Squirtle then settled beside the roses as their trainers turned to each other.
"Harley, I…I need to talk to you," May said, her cheeks becoming rosy pink.
"Yeah, so do I," he replied, also blushing, "but I'll let you go first."
"I…I got your gift and letter," May said, holding up the bouquet and letter with a deeper blush.
"Huh? I—I didn't give you those," Harley said, taking the letter and reading it. "I mean, everything in the letter's true, and everybody knows roses are your favorite flowers, but I—Wait. Did you give me this letter and box of my favorites?" He then held them up to her.
"No, I didn't," she answered, taking the letter and reading it. "I mean, all this in the letter's true, but I don't know your favorites, and I—Wait. This is the same handwriting as in my letter from you."
"Hey, you're right," he said, comparing the two letters. "I think someone was trying to set us up."
"But who?" asked May.
"YAAUUUGGGGHHHHH!" Misty screamed and jumped out of her hiding place, falling to the ground. Rika and their two Digimon jumped out as well to help Misty.
"Misty, what were you trying to do?" yelled Impmon.
"Sorry, guys," she answered, "but I thought I felt a Weedle crawling up my leg. You know I'm not fond of Bug Pokemon."
"Guys?" Harley said. "What are you—Okay, which of you four came up with this stunt?" Renamon and the girls then pointed at Impmon in answer.
"Hey!" he snapped. But before anything else can happen, a bride in a red gown and a groom in a blue tux came into the garden.
"Oh, it's a wedding," May said. "Congratulations!"
"Hey, wait," said Misty. "Weddings are usually held on Saturdays. Isn't today Friday?"
"Spider Thread!" the bride cried, transforming into Arukenimon and capturing Squirtle with her thick red threads.
"Snake Bandage!" the groom cried, transforming into Mummymon and capturing Banette with his decaying white bandages before he can save Squirtle.
"What the—" yelled Rika before they heard laughter above them. They looked up to see Butch and Cassidy in a Team Rocket balloon.
"Prepare for trouble!"
"Make it double!"
"This is our mission, so you better listen!"
"To infect the world with devastation…"
"To blight all peoples within every nation…"
"To denounce the goodness of truth and love…"
"To extend our wrath to the stars above…"
"Cassidy!"
"And Butch!"
"We're Team Rocket, circling the world day and night!"
"Surrender now, or you'll surely loose the fight!"
"That's right!" cried Arukenimon and Mummymon in unison, ending the battle cry.
"It's Team Rocket!" yelled Misty.
"Cassidy…and Biff?" asked Rika, arching an eyebrow at the villains. Butch nearly fell out of the balloon in reply.
"It's Butch, not Biff!" he yelled down at her.
"Well, either way, it's pathetic," said Impmon.
"That coming from someone not helping his friends," said Mummymon before he and Arukenimon jumped onto the balloon as it flew away. "Ta-ta!"
"Squirtle!" May cried out.
"Banette!" Harley cried out to his Pokemon. But it was too late; the balloon was already far off.
"It's no use," May said, staring after them though the distance sadly.
"Even if we can try and save them," Harley concurred, "we don't know where they're going."
"They never would have gotten captured if you'd just let your Pokemon be together instead of acting like jerks to each other!" Impmon yelled at them angrily. "You two only have yourselves to blame!" The two humans looked down shamefully in reply, realizing that he's right.
"Although you are right, Impmon," said Renamon, "scolding them is not going to bring Squirtle and Banette back. We have to go and save them."
"How?" asked May.
"We follow the trail," answered Rika, pointing at the ground. On it was a trail of empty soda cans that fell off of Team Rocket's balloon.
"What a bunch of doofuses," said Impmon before he, Renamon, and their four human friends started following the trail.
