"We should be looking for Surge and Bella," Misty argued to the others.
They were all seated around a large conference table at the Elite Four's headquarters in Indigo Plateau. Being that Sabrina and Misty were still Elite Four members, it was the last place they felt they could safely stay that was at least somewhat protected.
"That's exactly what I would want you to do, were I in charge of Team Rocket," Professor Oak disagreed. "I'd have purposely captured Gary first so Lieutenant Surge would report it to you, using them as bait for you to come looking for them yourselves. Which is exactly what they've done."
"I agree with the Professor," Sabrina sighed.
"What?!" Misty blurted in surprise. "Not you too, Sabrina!"
"I'm sorry, Misty," she frowned in what passed as a gesture of sympathy for her. "Every time I've gone after Team Rocket, they've beaten me to within an inch of my life. They always know I'm coming. If I go with you, I'm dooming the mission to failure."
"Fine, then I'll go by myself," Misty grunted angrily.
"They probably already know you're planning something," Ritchie told her. "If they managed to trace all our communications from Professor Oak's place, then they sure as hell are listening to us here."
"Speaking of listening to things," Brock panted as he rushed into the room, "I just saw on TV that the police stations in every major city in Kanto have been attacked by an extremely strong Pokémon."
"GE Pokémon," Misty growled under her breath.
"I agree," Brock nodded. "So now they control all the police stations and the communications hubs and the entire world's pokéballs."
"We're not clear on that yet," Ritchie shook his head. "We can't get in touch with any of the other regions, so we don't know for sure. There's no way the signal they're broadcasting here would be powerful enough to affect even Johto, so they'd have to be doing it locally for it to work. Plus, we have no idea how many of those GE Pokémon they've been able to make, but I sincerely doubt that it's enough to take over the hubs in other regions."
"Then maybe we should get help from Johto, or Hoenn, or somewhere else," Brock suggested.
"As soon as they get here, their pokéballs wouldn't work either," Oak sighed. "I don't think there's much we can do until we hear from Team Rocket themselves. Until we find out where they're keeping Gary and Ash, we're only helping their cause by giving them a chance to capture any of you. Acting rashly based on zero intelligence is exactly the wrong thing to do right now."
CJ cleared her throat then, and everyone turned to look at her. She'd been very quiet up until that point, absorbing what everyone else was saying and catching up on what she'd missed.
"You guys are missing something," she told them. "If Meowth and James were tracing all your communications this whole time, then they were doing it from Celadon PD. That's where we need to go."
"Maybe you didn't hear me, but I just said that all the police stations were invaded by Team Rocket," Brock replied condescendingly.
"Then it won't matter if there's any collateral damage," CJ shrugged. "Besides, unless they've bugged this room, they won't know we're coming. We haven't used a phone or a computer, so there's no communication to intercept."
"We can't just invade a Rocket-held police department," Erika frowned. "It'll be swarming with them. Not to mention they have at least one GE Pokémon with them."
Misty stood up and turned to leave, with Starmie close behind her.
"Where are you going?" Oak asked her with more than a hint of irritation.
"To Celadon City," she answered without turning around. "CJ's right. I can use their own equipment to trace their communications and find out where they're based, and where they're holding Gary and Ash."
"Then I'm going with you," Erika said as she stood up and followed her.
"No," Misty turned around. "I'll go alone. It's safer for you here."
"I'm a gym leader," Erika scoffed. "I don't need your protection, and you do need my help. Besides, I owe Team Rocket a good thrashing for stealing my husband."
Misty grinned at her, then ushered her onward.
"Let's get going then," she said as she turned once again to leave. Erika stopped in the doorway and turned around though.
"Sabrina, are you coming?"
"This is the next logical place for Team Rocket to come looking for us," she answered. "They'll be expecting me to lead another attack, not stay here to protect this place."
"Oh, Erika!" Ritchie blurted as he got to his feet so quickly he knocked his chair over, then handed her a tiny flash drive. "Make sure you find an administrator computer, then run the file on this drive. It'll give me access to their servers remotely, so we can use Celadon PD's equipment right under Team Rocket's noses."
"Good luck, Erika," Brock added.
She nodded to him, then joined Misty outside where the Pallet Pidgeots were waiting. Professor Oak sighed as he slumped in his chair.
"I sure hope those two know what they're doing," he muttered. "Last thing we need is for Misty's temper to get the better of her."
"Misty's temper is exactly what we need right now," Sabrina countered. "You're just feeling overly cautious because they torched your ranch. We don't have any other options right now, and Misty's exactly who we need when we're this desperate."
"They'll be fine," CJ assured him. "They're both great trainers. And if they manage to pull this off, then we might be able to nip Team Rocket in the bud."
"I hope you're right," Oak frowned. "Something about this just feels wrong somehow, though."
As Misty and Erika landed a few blocks from the Celadon Police Station, Misty began to get the same gnawing feeling that Professor Oak seemed to have about this mission. Instead of cautious though, it only made her more agitated and vengeful. Erika strode alongside her looking more confident than Misty had ever seen her before, and that made her feel even more positive about what they were here to do.
Erika had ditched the typical flowery summer dresses that she usually wore in favour of more utilitarian clothing as soon as she'd gotten the call from Lieutenant Surge, in anticipation of having to do something just like this. Misty admired that Erika – who was normally a pretty lazy, carefree type of girl – had no hesitation in changing her entire demeanour and to some degree her personality as well, if it meant doing what she thought was right. She wasn't a fighter, but seeing her confidently walking towards what could very well be a trap, dressed in all black fatigues, Misty thought she could pass as a paramilitary trooper.
The cutest paramilitary trooper ever, Misty smiled to herself.
Misty, on the other hand, never changed her demeanour. She was always the same girl with the same attitude no matter what. Sometimes – like right now – it served her well. But other times it was totally detrimental. Without the extensive use of Pokémon, a lot of the battles they'd be involved in would be fought by humans only. Misty was pretty violent sometimes, and had no problem kicking someone's ass, but she wasn't trained. CJ knew this straight away, which was why she'd taught Misty a few things about hand-to-hand combat prior to them going after the original Elite Four. But it only served her so well; she still liked to charge into a fight without hesitation, and she liked to taunt her enemies. Much to Erika's chagrin as well, Misty also refused to dress appropriately for the job at hand.
"I tried it, and I hated it," she'd said. "There's no point. There's nothing I can accomplish wearing army clothes that I can't do wearing shorts or jeans."
The two girls hid around the last corner before the police station, and Misty peered around it.
"Two Machokes guarding, two grunts as well," Misty said as softly as she could without it being an incomprehensible whisper.
"Easy enough," Erika stated. "Starmie, you use Psychic and hold them still, and Vileplume, you hit them both with a Solarbeam. Misty and I can take the two grunts."
"Let's call them over here first," Misty added. "If there's anyone on the inside of that door, I don't want them watching this and rushing out to help."
"Good idea," Erika agreed. "Starmie, get up on the roof and wait for our signal."
Starmie leapt up, spinning through the air and landing deftly on the roof of the police station, looking down at the two girls and dutifully awaiting orders. Misty whistled sharply as she rounded the corner, followed by Erika and Vileplume, and the two grunts immediately turned to face them.
"Look who it is," one grunt grinned. "Lucky us."
"We were expecting your psychic friend," the other added. "But that would've been too easy anyway. This is heaps more fun."
He received an elbow to the guts from the first grunt, and doubled over.
"Idiot! You're not supposed to say that!"
"Wow, you two are guards?" Erika snorted. "Too bad you're not interrogators."
"What's that supposed to mean?" the grunt shouted back defensively.
"It means she thinks you're a moron," Misty smirked. "And I think you're screwed."
"It doesn't matter what you know. You won't live long enough for it to be of any use!"
The two grunts charged forward, quickly overtaken by the two Machokes.
"Now, Starmie!"
All four of them froze in place about ten feet away from Misty and Erika, and Vileplume quickly took position, gathering sunlight.
"Alright, Vileplume!" Erika said gleefully. "Do it! Solarbeam!"
"Pluuuuuuuuume!"
Starmie didn't let them go, and continued to use Psychic on them even as Vileplume's powerful Solarbeam attack struck them at near point blank range. It was only after the two Machokes were thoroughly annihilated that Starmie actually released them, and they slumped to the ground accordingly.
"And what do we have here?" Misty said menacingly as she approached the two frozen grunts.
Erika walked around behind the grunt who'd said too much and leapt up, latching onto his waist with her legs and wrapping her arms around his neck in a choke hold. She was too short to reach him any other way, and despite how silly it looked, the grunt became unconscious in seconds, held up only by Starmie's attack. Misty's eyes widened in shock.
"That felt pretty good," Erika giggled as she reached into one of her many pockets and pulled out a pair of cable ties, securing the grunt's ankles and wrists.
"I'm impressed," Misty giggled back. "That was awesome!"
"Let me do this one too!" she pleaded, her face lit up like an overenthusiastic child.
"I won't stop you," Misty laughed. "Enjoy yourself."
"Thanks, Starmie, you can stop now," Erika grinned.
The remaining grunt slumped over slightly as he regained control of his body, and Erika pounced. She quickly wrapped her tiny arms around his neck and squeezed as tight as she could, making him cough and splutter madly for a few seconds. He tried to pull her arms away, but because she was so skinny there wasn't much to grab on to, and soon he too passed out, falling to the ground and taking a surprised Erika with him.
"Oh my," she giggled again as she crawled out from underneath the unconscious grunt.
"This is why I like to get them on the ground first," Misty told her as she helped her up. "And you may wanna tie him up too. He'll be awake in a few seconds."
She did so, and when both grunts were awake the girls stood in front of them as they lay on their backs.
"Oh man, where am I?" the first one said as he blinked at the sunlight. "Oh, it's you two! What the hell happened? What did you do to me?"
"The little one knocked you out, moron," the loudmouth grunt told him. "Did it to me too, only I was frozen in place. You were just weak."
"You asshole, I'm gonna beat the shit outta you!"
Misty slapped them both in the face, demanding their attention.
"I'm gonna beat the shit outta both of you if you don't tell me what I need to know," she frowned down at them.
"Forget it, bitch," the first one scoffed. "I ain't tellin' you anything."
Misty turned her head to face Erika, then winked at her. Erika suppressed a giggle as Misty sat on the grunt's lap, then wrenched him up into a sitting position, holding him up by wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. It looked like she was about to make out with him.
"Why won't you tell me?" she asked as softly and seductively as she could, leaning in close to his face.
"You think that's gonna work on me?" the grunt snorted. "We know who you are, Misty."
"I asked you a question."
The grunt's eyes bulged and his face went red as Misty squeezed his waist tightly with her legs. He started to grunt in pain, and she put a hand over his mouth to shut him up.
"Tell me how many of you are inside," she demanded, this time much more fiercely. She lifted her hand so he could speak.
"No chance!" the grunt strained against the pain. "I'll never...nghrrr...tell you anything!"
Misty turned to Erika again as she put her hand back over the grunt's mouth. "Sabrina likes to seduce people to get what she wants," she told her, "and that's fun too. But this works just as well."
She loosened her grip on his waist a little, then snapped her thighs shut again, making a slapping sound and causing him to curse and grunt some more.
"Right now I'm not even trying," she told him. "I'm just warming up. I can break your ribs easily any time I want. I could probably even kill you like this if I wanted, while your dopey friend here watches, knowing he's next."
She increased the pressure gradually, until tears began welling in his eyes, then rolled down his cheeks. She could feel his ribs bending inwards against her strong swimmer legs, but stopped short of breaking any just yet.
"Just break his ribs already," Erika rolled her eyes, completing the act. "Stop messing around, Misty."
"NNNNN! NNNN!" the bound grunt protested, shaking his head desperately.
Misty raised her eyebrows questioningly at him as she removed her hand from his mouth.
"Please, don't do that!" he begged.
"Or what?" Misty asked in frustration as she covered his mouth again. "I'm getting sick of this. Erika's right. Tell me or don't, it's all the same to me. I'm sure your idiot friend here will tell me after he sees what's about to happen to him."
With that, she ramped up the pressure to maximum, her thighs digging deeply into his torso. After a few seconds they all heard the inevitable pop sounds coming from his freshly broken ribs.
"Finally," Erika muttered.
Misty unwrapped herself and let the grunt drop to the ground, and he writhed in agony as he swore at her. She ignored him, sitting down on the loudmouth grunt's lap and pulling him up into a sitting position before securing her thighs around his waist as well.
"No, no...wait, wait, wait!" he protested as Misty began to squeeze him tightly as well.
"No more fucking around," she told him, then quite purposefully squeezed just enough so that his ribs began to bend.
"Six!" he wheezed painfully. "There's six of them inside. One is…unnnhhr...an administrator...with a...oh man! Please stop! I can't take this…"
Misty grunted in irritation, then pulsed a quick increase in pressure that came very close to breaking his ribs as well. The grunt started gasping and crying, so she squeezed a bit tighter.
"With a what!" she growled. "TELL ME!"
"A…aaaaaaahhhhrrrrr...a GE Pokémon!"
Misty smiled sweetly at him as she loosened her grip, and the grunt began muttering his appreciation, sweat and tears freely rolling down his face.
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" she said cutely, then snapped her legs shut again and squeezed at full pressure until his ribs broke too. She unwrapped herself and got to her feet, smiling wryly at Erika as the two grunts continued cursing and moaning in pain on the ground.
"Vileplume, Sleep Powder," Erika ordered nonchalantly as they made their way to the front doors of the Celadon Police Station.
Vileplume dutifully put them both in a deep sleep, then followed the two girls inside with Starmie in tow as Misty held the door open for them.
"No one's here," Misty noted, observing the empty foyer. "That's weird."
"Not really," Erika replied, pointing at a security camera. "Vileplume, take that thing out, please."
Misty blew the camera a kiss before Vileplume shredded it with Razor Leaf, then they all leapt over the counter and made their way into the guts of the station. They passed door after door, checking in each one and finding nothing – not a Rocket grunt or police officer in sight anywhere. After the fifth door and the eighth camera, Misty finally spoke up.
"Maybe Professor Oak was right to be worried. Something's definitely up."
"I agree," Erika frowned in concern as Vileplume destroyed another camera. "You'd think they'd be more eager to protect a place they just recently occupied. This feels like they want us to be here. But how could they know we were coming? Don't tell me CJ actually did betray us?"
"I don't think so," Misty shook her head as she opened a sixth door labelled Kanto Federal Police: Surveillance,while Vileplume destroyed the room's camera. "It'd be too obvious. Besides, if she was in on this she wouldn't need James and Meowth. She'd just leak intelligence to Team Rocket herself. Speaking of which…didn't you need a computer?"
Erika stepped up to the computer Misty was standing in front of, noting the bits of white fur scattered around the room – Meowth's fur.
"I suppose she could have," Erika sighed as she plugged the flash disk in. "Those two grunts outside told us there were six more of them in here though."
The PC monitor came to life, and they watched as several command scripts ran and then closed just as quickly, followed by a message saying to remove the flash disk and restart the computer.
"Where do you think they all are?" Erika asked as they exited the room.
They reached the door to the training yard and Misty stopped as she put her hand on the door handle.
"I think we're about to find out," she grinned.
Sure enough, all six of the Rockets were outside: five grunts and the administrator, as they were told there would be. There were also a collection of Pokémon with them: Crobat, Venomoth, Muk, Electrode, Hypno, and a very clearly GE Nidoking.
"An ambush," Erika observed.
"Just get ready to paralyse everyone," Misty whispered.
"Greetings, ladies. A pleasure to meet you," the administrator said as they approached. He was a blond-haired man who appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties, had a sinister but effeminate face, and was quite well-built. He wore a more regular looking Team Rocket uniform, but with a militaristic edge to it. It was fitted more like a suit, and had embellishments such as epaulettes, which was unusual for a Rocket administrator.
I'm used to seeing female rockets wearing less than even I do. At least it's something different, I suppose. But this guy looks like he might be trouble.
The GE Nidoking was struggling to keep itself reigned in, and it was even making the grunts' shadow Pokémon back off slightly.
"The pleasure's all yours," Erika answered flatly.
"Now, now," the administrator grinned. "I was hoping we'd have a peaceful discussion involving you surrendering before anyone gets hurt. I'm not above a constructive discussion."
"We don't have anything to say to Rocket trash," Misty spat. "You just keep talking while we smack you around."
"Clearly this isn't going to go the way I'd hoped," the administrator sighed. "Nevertheless, I've planned for this exact turn of events. Team Rocket, deal with these two."
The grunts charged towards Erika and Misty, ordering their Pokémon to attack in various different ways. But Erika was on top of the situation, just as Misty had prepared her.
"Vileplume, maximum Stun Spore!"
"Starmie, spray all three of us with your Water Gun!"
Vileplume puffed out an enormous cloud of Stun Spore, and it quickly spread all around the training yard. The administrator backed off along with his GE Nidoking, only just avoiding it, but all five of the grunts and their Pokémon went down, no longer able to move a muscle. Meanwhile, Starmie stood in front of the two girls and sprayed a thick mist of water into the air above them, drenching them all as the Stun Spore cloud settled all around them. Misty felt her skin tingling as the Stun Spore washed off of her, but that was all she felt. Her plan had worked.
"Clever," the administrator admitted. "You really are as good as they all say. You certainly don't disappoint. For someone so young and...scrawny, you really are very good."
"Scrawny?!" Misty blurted angrily.
"Well, maybe not those trunk-like thighs," he continued, enjoying taunting her, "And another thing, you really shouldn't wear such thin, tight clothes if you plan of getting yourself all wet. Just...eww. I did not come here to see your bitch nipples. Besides, your lack of any sense of style other than super-slut is just plain disgusting. I mean, that cropped black tank with those denim booty shorts? And those hideous army boots. I mean...who are you trying to impress? You just shouldn't be drawing attention to those enormous thighs of yours. Your friend's ugly-ass cargo pants would be much more acceptable on you. But that outfit...god, it's just disaster all over."
Misty was fuming now. Her fists were clenched and her face had turned red, and the administrator was loving it.
"You've got epaulettes!" she screeched in fury. "You have no right to criticise my style! And I do not have 'enormous thighs'! I swim and ride bikes a lot, okay?! That makes them a little more muscly than normal, but they're not 'trunk-like', you son of a bitch!"
"Misty, he's clearly trying to get under your skin," Erika told her.
"I can see that!" she growled back at her.
"Well, we can fix those ghastly outfits of yours later," the administrator told them both with a dismissive wave. "For now, I'm going to have to get a little rough. Nidoking, Earth Power!"
The Nidoking's eyes flashed red moments before the ground began to shake, knocking both Vileplume and Starmie off-balance. Misty and Erika fell over as well, and failed to notice the Nidoking charging straight at Starmie.
"Megahorn, Nidoking!"
Starmie was pulverised, struck right in its centre jewel and sent flying into the air before crashing down with a sickening thud. Misty screamed and started to run over, but Starmie got back up relatively quickly. She could tell it was hurt, but it wasn't out of the battle just yet.
"Vileplume, Petal Blizzard!" Erika shouted.
"Starmie, Rapid Spin!"
Vileplume shot out hundreds of tiny petals in a broad fan in front of her, striking everything in her path. The administrator had to flatten himself to the ground to avoid being hit, and the Nidoking took the full force of the attack. Starmie was able to keep itself spinning fast enough that it avoided being hurt, and the Nidoking quickly got back up too, looking even angrier than it already was.
"Starmie, Psychic!"
Starmie's cracked jewel glowed brightly as the Nidoking fell to its knees roaring in pain, then looked up at Starmie and became furious. To the girls' astonishment, it got to its feet again and slowly started making its way towards Starmie.
"Vileplume, Razor Leaf!"
A blizzard of sharp leaves shot out and struck the Nidoking repeatedly, causing it to halt its progress and roar in pain again, but it stayed on its feet. Starmie's attack ceased then, and it slumped over, its jewel flashing as it quickly began running out of energy.
"Dammit! Come on, Starmie, you can do this!" Misty yelled more than a little hopefully. "Hydro Pump!"
As the Nidoking began barrelling forwards again, taking every Razor Leaf without so much as wincing, Starmie leaned backwards and prepared itself.
"Nidoking, Double Kick!"
Starmie pointed its three topmost appendages at the Nidoking and fired with all it had, but it wasn't quick enough to stop the Nidoking from smashing its two hind legs straight into Vileplume. Vileplume was sent flying almost horizontally into the training yard fence, and collapsed immediately.
"No! Vileplume!" Erika yelled as she darted over to her friend, leaving Misty to face the administrator's Nidoking alone.
Starmie's Hydro Pump was already flowing, and it hit the Nidoking hard. It tumbled over onto its back, then rolled end over end until it too struck the training yard fence. Starmie kept the attack going though, and sent it crashing through the fence, rolling for another two hundred feet before Starmie ran out of power and promptly collapsed, its jewel becoming dim. The Nidoking also fainted, simply unable to withstand any more of the brutal attacks it had endured.
This is ridiculous, Misty thought to herself. Those attacks would have been enough to beat ten normal Pokémon back-to-back. And that thing just kept getting up for more, facing every attack head-on, without even bothering to dodge. I mean, Vileplume and Starmie are hardly weak...
She suddenly remembered that the effects of Vileplume's Stun Spore wouldn't last forever, and the Nidoking would probably soon be awake as well. She tapped her earpiece, hoping it still worked after the drenching she'd received earlier.
"Ritchie, we need a pickup," she said, just as she felt an arm slide around her neck.
"Not today, girl," the administrator said as he flicked the earpiece out of her ear and stomped on it as he dragged her backwards.
"What the – let me go! Erika!"
Erika quickly bolted towards them as the administrator continued dragging Misty back towards the Police Station. She tried to run around behind him and use the same choke hold as she'd used on the grunts out the front of the station, but the administrator simply swatted her aside, backhanding her in the face and knocking her straight to the ground. She bravely got back up and tried to kick him, but he just caught her ankle and slung her through the air a few feet away, where she landed heavily and this time didn't get up straight away.
Misty used the distraction to her advantage, biting him on the forearm and ducking away. She then kicked him in the crotch, making him double over instantly, then knee-butted him in the cheek.
"Bitch!" he wheezed as he stumbled back a few steps. "Do you have no shame at all?"
"Says the guy that sneak attacked me," Misty countered.
"Fine, I'll be honourable even if you won't."
He recovered instantly, which Misty really wasn't expecting, and launched a flurry of punches at her face – some that hit, and some that missed. All of them hurt her a lot though.
I knew he'd be trouble, she thought. So he can box...I need to get him in close where he can't hit me.
Before she could do that she was hit with a fierce straight punch that knocked her right over. She tried to get back up as fast as she could, but the blow had rattled her a little, and she felt groggy.
"I thought you'd be a bit better at this, given the monstrous size of those legs," the administrator taunted. "I guess I'm prettier and tougher than you."
He stood over her, looking down at her, then snorted in amusement before kneeling down next to her left arm as she lay prone on the ground.
"I don't get why you're giving everyone so much trouble," he mocked her. "Perhaps you were able to seduce them, or at least distract them before attacking them. Well, that definitely won't work on me. Maybe that's why I beat you so easily?"
Misty swung her right leg up over his head and yanked him down by his neck. He fell to his left, and Misty snatched his neck between her thighs. She quickly readjusted, pulling his neck in as high as she could before snapping her thighs shut again and crossing her ankles. She immediately poured on the pressure, straightening her legs out and squeezing tightly. She could feel the administrator's jawline being forced in as she clenched her butt and pushed her hips forward, squeezing tighter and tighter until she could feel his entire lower face being crushed along with his neck. She heard his moans of distress being muffled as his mouth was mashed against the straining, wet denim of her shorts, and felt his hand on her butt as he tried in vain to pry her tightly clamped butt cheeks away from his face. With a final burst of effort, she squeezed and clenched with all the strength she had until her legs were shaking, and within a second or two she felt his body become heavy and limp. She kept squeezing for another ten seconds by her count, just to be certain, then unwrapped herself. As soon as she released the pressure she heard him snoring loudly.
"Erika! Cable ties!" she said, gesturing at Erika.
"Right," she answered, reaching into a pocket and taking some out, then handed them to Misty.
She quickly tied the administrator's wrists behind his back, then his ankles, then hogtied them both together.
"Are we done here?" Misty asked, putting her hands on her hips and pouting a little. "I wanna go home."
Just as she finished speaking, a pair of Pidgeots arrived to pick them up.
"I called them in," Erika smiled sweetly. "I heard you calling for a pickup before Colonel Bitch here stopped you."
"Thanks Erika," she smiled back, then took one last look at the administrator and frowned down at his unconscious body before spitting on him in disgust.
"You guys don't go anywhere, okay?" Erika mocked the paralysed grunts. "And make sure everyone knows what happened to the administrator."
They mounted up and took off back to Indigo Plateau, and both girls were very glad about it. In the distance, they could hear the administrator screaming abuse at them as soon as he woke up from the leggy nap Misty had given him.