Charmed
by Jillypuff
Rating: PG13
Part 3
Meowth stretched. It was a beautiful
night out in the forest, and all the stars were out, but the cat took in none
of it. He was walking around with Arbok, Lickitung, Wheezing, and Victreebell,
supposedly looking for dinner. However, the others were starting to get
suspicious.
"It'ssss been three hourssss
already, Meowth!" Arbok hissed. "We've all eaten except you. Jussst
find a Pidgey and be done with it!"
"Well, I'm pickier then
you," replied Meowth primly. "I won't eat just any Sandshrew that
crawls my way. Do you even know where that thing's been?"
"The ground?" guessed
Wheezing.
He was smacked with a Vine Whip by
Victreebell. "Shut up, gas ball! And quit stalling, cat. I want to go
home!"
Lickitung rolled her eyes.
"Please, plant food. You hate it there! Why else do you keep trying to eat
James' head?"
"I hate him!" snapped the
flower.
"But he's Master!" said
Wheezing, aghast.
"He's not my master! He stole me!"
"ENOUGH!" yelled Arbok.
They all stopped and looked at him.
"Good. Now Meowth. What the
hell issss going on?"
Meowth dug his paw into the ground.
"Well..." How am I going to
explain this?
But as it turned out, he didn't have to.
"Prepare for trouble!"
"And make it double!"
Meowth winced. Damnit!
"To protect the world from
devastation!"
"To unite all peoples
withmmmmmmpppph! Mmmmeeellllpppph!"
The motto was broken off in mid
phrase as Victreebell attached itself to James' head.
"Mmmelllpphh mmuhhhh,
Essssehhhhh!" James yelped, frantically trying to pull the plant off his
head.
Jessie ran over and pulled a
Pokéball off his belt. "Victreebell, return!" The flytrap was pulled
inside, and the Rocketeer turned to the others. "Arbok, Lickitung,
return." They dutifully entered their balls.
"You too, Wheezing," the
bishounen said wearily. The gas cloud too entered his ball.
"And as for you,
Meowth..." The pair turned to their partner to see him running on all
fours as fast as he possibly could away from them. He felt his heart pounding
in his chest. Gotta get out of here...
Jessie pulled one last ball from her
belt. This one, instead of the red-and-white colors of a normal Pokéball,
sported the blue-and-black of an Ultra Ball.
"Return, Meowth!" She
threw the ball with pinpoint accuracy at Meowth's head. It opened, and he felt
himself being pulled in.
His last thought as he dissipated
into energy was Crap...
* * *
Jessie walked over to the
Ultra Ball. It violently shook for a few seconds, and then the light blinked
off. A success.
"Got him," she said,
smiling mercilessly. "C'mon James, let's go back to the cabin. We can deal
with Meowth there."
"Ok, Jess," James nodded.
He made a face at the Ultra Ball. "I can't believe Meowth never told us
about this! How could he be so selfish?"
"I dunno." Jessie shrugged
and patted the ball that contained Meowth. "I'm just glad the boss gave us
Meowth's Pokéball."
"Shouldn't we tell the boss
about this?" James queried.
His partner looked at him like he
was insane. "Are you kidding? No
way! We'll hide the book and send him the rest. He won't know the
difference."
"Yeah, I guess you're
right," James agreed. He extended his arm out to his friend. "Let's
go home and get some sleep. We'll take care of Meowth in the morning."
Jessie smiled and took his arm.
"Sounds good to me." The two walked back in silence, giving James
time to think. He felt guilty for doing this to Meowth. He knew how much his
friend hated his Pokéball, which is why they never used it.
Well,
it serves him right for being selfish then, he consoled himself as they
entered the cabin. How could he not share
something like this with us?
Still, it didn't feel right.
James shook off his misgivings and
gave Jessie a quick peck on the cheek. "Night Jess."
"Night James," she
replied. "Sweet dreams."
"You too," he told her,
and climbed into his bunk bed. He had the high one, because of Jessie's fear of
heights(mostly roller coasters, but any height in general set her off.) Trying
not to think of Meowth, he drifted off to sleep.
To be continued...