Consequences of Giovanni's Retirement
By: PiperSpoon13
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the characters except John and Wayne which aren't to great to begin with.
A/N: I'm going to test a new style on this one so bare with me/ I hope this works.
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One Year Later--Butch
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I sat in his tiny cubical of the Celadon Market Agency, which as it turns out isn't in the large mall but a building just east of there. I looked down at the clock 20 minutes till lunch. I was still the new guy on the floor even though I been here almost a year but I have made a few friends. And after putting a picture Sammy on my desk people started talking to me; I guess having a picture of a beautiful baby boy and his mother on your desk takes away from the whole, "He used to work for Team Rocket, I better stay away from that guy." Most knew I was an retired rocket and were afraid to speak to me.
"Hey Butch, how the family doing. Is he sleeping better." Wes asked looking over my shoulder.
"He's sleeping better; I think he's just about over the colic, but Cassie still having those rare nightmares, including last night, so I still didn't get much sleep." I said not even looking up from my computer. "I guess that's why I'm so sluggish today." I said. Wes was my supervisor but had been the first to treat me a citizen other than a scary criminal, like my co-workers did at first. Either they were afraid of me or criticized me for thing the team did that I had nothing to do with.
"What are those about anyway?" he asked curiously
"Team Rocket stuff, I'll rather not say." I said refusing to stir up bad memories again. I had locked up all of them in the back of my head and to unlock them would be comparable to Pandora's box, I didn't want to remember.
"Nevermind, You know what, why don't you leave for lunch early, just be back by one." he said reaching over. "I'll close you down."
"Thanks, see you in at one." I then took the maze though the mess of cubicles and carts and made my way to the exits. I road a bike around because the van had died completely. After undoing the chain I headed for home, which was 10 blocks away on the third floor of the Hamming Apartments an vast improvement to the ones we were staying in. It was a one bed one bath with a nice living room and very little bugs at a reasonable price. It had been one of the hardest year of my life: quitting smoking played a major part but Cassidy's pregnancy was worst. She was sick all through out it, and the baby came 3 weeks early and his lungs weren't completely developed. On top of that she was in pretty bad shape after the birth; the doctor said she was hemorrhaging or something like that, but they both got to go home after 2 weeks later. Because he was so small we named him Samson, hoping he would grow into the name. Now my five month baby boy was up to the average size and development.
Once at the apartment I stopped by the mail box: Bill, bill, junk, junk, and a thick letter from Jessie and James, looks like she had the twins. Best wait to open it Cassidy would be mad if I did so without her. I chained my bike to the bike rack and went up the 3 flights of stairs.
I unlocked the door to find her sleeping sideways in the recliner with her feet dangling off. Parenting books laid all over the floor beside it, one was resting opened on her chest. I then hear an excited squeal. I look down to see Sammy in his bouncer giggling reaching up for me. "Shh...let's not wake mommy" I say picking him up.
"To late" she said sitting up. "Your home early." she said taking the mail from me and went in the kitchen. "These better be pictures" she said opening the letter. Sammy had since taking a liking to my tie by trying to shove the whole thing in his mouth. "We got pictures she said pulling out a small stack; together we flipped through them. The first picture was looking down at the nursery at the hospital and James pointing at two blankets a blue one and a pink one with little sleeping faces poking out. As we flipped though the pictures we saw more of the twins, who seemed rather frightened by Meowth. I showed one of the baby pictures to Sammy who then tried to put that in his mouth too.
"I think he's hungry. You better at the formula thing." I said trying to hand him back to her.
"That's cause you always make me do it, besides I'm making your lunch, just follow the instructions, and you'll be fine." she said patting his head where light green curls were growing. I made his bottle, and sat him in his high chair. "So when do you have to be back. " she said handing me a grilled ham and cheese sandwich.
"One. Hun just cause he's on formula now doesn't mean you have to go back to eating less than a pidgey." I said, I had been noticing she had been eating less and less since he was born. Now she sat in front of me with 3 chunks of apple(the rest she had put in a zippy bag.) "Maybe you should see Kandy again." Kandy was her therapist she had stopped going a few months before Sam was born.
"I don't need to go backward Butch I'm fine, I'm just not hungry. You worry too much." I nodded she didn't eat much before all of this anyway. Around 12:40 I kissed my family goodbye and head back to my boring uneventful duller than dirt cubical.
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One year later-Ash
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"Alright the first thing you need to know about being a pokemon trainer is believe in yourself. Your mind can be a interesting thing. If you don't think you can beat Misty you probably can't. Your Pokemon will feel your tension and hesitate in battle." I said staring out to all the children and their starter pokemon. I little boy then raised his hand. He had brown hair and a sandshrew. He reminded me of my self when I first start.
"What if all you have is extremely weak against water? Sandshrew's really strong but doesn't like the water. What do I do?"
"I've heard there's bellsprout around hear. I bet if you catch one not only will it help you beat Misty but will make a great friend for you and your sand shrew. Any more questions." Another boy with a sharp face and a Krabby raised his hand.
"Isn't Misty your girl friend?" I nodded, "Than why are you helping us beat her?"
"Because I was once a young trainer like yourselves, she wants you to beat her but wants you to feel like you accomplished something. Good luck you all." As the kids cleared out I sat back down with Pikachu. "You know buddy I think collecting badges was easier than being a mentor."
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One year later--James
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"Alrights coming though" Meowth hollered heading out of the kitchen with sandwiches. He had been helping since we got back Jessie couldn't deliver for six weeks because of her ankle and not too long after the cast was removed and about 2 months later we found out she was pregnant. Now we had two beautiful babies, Ashley and Jimmy , Jessie refused to leave them with anyone but herself and I. Growley had been delivering the sandwiches himself and I was still the top chief. No more adventures, but life was great. We will have to get another place to live soon with two kids the upstairs apartment is already cramped.
We had sent pictures of the twins to Butch and Cassidy and they sent us some of their son Samson who seemed to be doing a hundred times better than he was, Cassidy too. Which really made me nervous because Jessie wasn't even 6 months along when I got a frantic call from Butch, saying he might loose them both. I talked to him for hours downstairs after closing to prevent waking Jessie.
Whatever rivalries did exist were extinct now. We were friends but all hoped we'd never to have to do anything like we did the year before.
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A.N: Sorry the last few chapters were…underdeveloped. I've been in a funk lately and writing doesn't come as easily as it did but still does the trick of getting my mind off some thing. I have serval ideas for a sequel and some already written however I might change styles often so bare with me as of right now I don't have a title but it will probably be something corny like Twerps: the next generation. I don't know what I have written is in diary format from Samson(Butch and Cassidy's son) Pov. Hope you enjoyed my story. Thanks for reviewing.