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Last Blast Off: After Team Rocket, part 2
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In their room at Team Rocket HQ, Jessie, James and Meowth were getting their things together rather hastily, all of them still unable to say a word.
Finally, Meowth spoke up. "...off the Team? I can't believe it!"
"Meowth...he really meant it this time, too," Jessie was at last able to speak too.
James shook his head. "We must be dreaming or something! We've been threatened before! Why can't this just be another threat?!"
The other two shrugged.
"I...I think we'd better just get our asses out of here now, or maybe the Boss _would_ take a more drastic measure," Jessie said, "I wouldn't put it past him."
James was shoving some junk into a bag. "Yeah, but I don't know what to do now! I have nowhere to go--all my life I've worked little by little to get here, to Team Rocket! I can't just...go _home_!"
"Well," Meowth said, "Not too long ago, I saw a sign for a company willing to pay a lot of money for unique Pokemon. I'd qualify as unique, wouldn't you say?"
James sighed. "Pokemon never have problems, do they?" he commented, zipping up his duffle bag.
"I can't believe how much junk we've accumulated over the years," Jessie said, "I can't take it all with me."
"Yeah, all those clothes," James muttered.
Jessie gave him a threatening look, then returned to her suitcase.
"Another day working for the Boss and I might've quit anyway," Jessie said, closing her suitcase at last. "Maybe it's for the best, then."
"For you," James said. "At least you don't have to worry that you ran away from your parents and fiancee. You haven't got problems like that."
"Maybe not, but I like being independent and doing whatever I want. It won't be easy to get a new job...it won't be the same," Jessie sighed.
"Yeah, and being on the Team was fun..." James said dreamily. "It was great, wasn't it, Jess?"
"Yeah, you're right about that,"
"So..."
Jessie sighed wistfully, setting her suitcase upright. "Too bad the past is behind us--now we're forced to face the future." She sat down on the bed by her suitcase. "I don't know what to do."
"Neither do I," James said, stuffing the last of his things into his bag. "I have nowhere to go."
"Sure you do," Jessie said, "At least you have a home."
James smirked, then said, "Yeah, but..." he stopped a moment. "I guess...I guess I don't have a choice. What else could I do?"
"I don't know--" Jessie said, "I can't see you going off somewhere and getting a job on your own...you're too much of a wimp." James looked at her and smirked again. "But James, where else would you go besides home?"
James looked at her, biting his lip. "I...I could go with you, Jess."
Jessie looked at him, surprised. For a minute, she didn't speak.
"James--I don't think that would work...that can't happen, and you know it." She folded her arms and looked down at the floor momentarily. "I need to do things by myself."
James sighed. "...it was just a thought, Jess. Sorry." James zipped his bag and lifted it onto his shoulder.
Jessie stood up, her hand on her suitcase. Meowth walked over to them, a small bag over his shoulder.
"Well, I'll see you guys...maybe," he said. "I'm gonna find this place that wants unique Pokemon, and I'll be richer than the both of ya's."
"Thanks a lot, Meowth," Jessie said, "I'll miss you, anyway."
"Yeah...hope we run into each other sometime," James told the cat.
"I'm on my way to fame and fortune!" Meowth cried, waving, and left the room. "It's been fun..." and he was gone.
James folded his arms. "Well...I guess this is goodbye." He looked at Jessie.
"Heh, yeah...so, I guess this is really it, James. It's all over."
James felt nervous as the words "...it's all over..." echoed again and again in his mind. "I hate to think about it," he said at last.
"I'm sorry that we have to split up, but, well, you understand, James. Things like that never work out." She smiled faintly. "I'll miss you, though."
"I'll miss you too, Jess."
They just stood there, looking at each other for a few seconds in silence. Then, without warning, Jessie fell into James' arms, flinging her arms around his neck. James dropped his duffle bag in surprise, hugging back.
"No...I'll really miss you! Things will never be the same without you and Team Rocket!" Jessie said, almost wailing.
"Jessie...I know. I wish it wasn't like this but..." James was surprised to see her like this.
"It'll work out. It'll be OK, really. I'm sure things will be fine."
Jessie looked up. "No, I don't know. For two Pokemon Tech dropouts, it's not going to be easy."
"Yeah, but we'll survive."
"Yeah."
The two hugged once more, then picked up their things.
"Well, see you later."
"Maybe." Jessie smiled. "Good luck, James."
The two nodded, and Jessie walked out the door. She waved her hand and was out of sight.
James was all alone now. Just like that, his two friends were gone, and he didn't know what to do. He felt like crying, but then remembered what Jessie would say--not that it mattered anymore. James sighed, just staring at the doorway. Several minutes passed, and James picked up his duffle bag from the floor, sighed helplessly once more, and walked out the door, leaving Team Rocket for good.
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To be continued...
Last Blast Off: After Team Rocket, part 2
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In their room at Team Rocket HQ, Jessie, James and Meowth were getting their things together rather hastily, all of them still unable to say a word.
Finally, Meowth spoke up. "...off the Team? I can't believe it!"
"Meowth...he really meant it this time, too," Jessie was at last able to speak too.
James shook his head. "We must be dreaming or something! We've been threatened before! Why can't this just be another threat?!"
The other two shrugged.
"I...I think we'd better just get our asses out of here now, or maybe the Boss _would_ take a more drastic measure," Jessie said, "I wouldn't put it past him."
James was shoving some junk into a bag. "Yeah, but I don't know what to do now! I have nowhere to go--all my life I've worked little by little to get here, to Team Rocket! I can't just...go _home_!"
"Well," Meowth said, "Not too long ago, I saw a sign for a company willing to pay a lot of money for unique Pokemon. I'd qualify as unique, wouldn't you say?"
James sighed. "Pokemon never have problems, do they?" he commented, zipping up his duffle bag.
"I can't believe how much junk we've accumulated over the years," Jessie said, "I can't take it all with me."
"Yeah, all those clothes," James muttered.
Jessie gave him a threatening look, then returned to her suitcase.
"Another day working for the Boss and I might've quit anyway," Jessie said, closing her suitcase at last. "Maybe it's for the best, then."
"For you," James said. "At least you don't have to worry that you ran away from your parents and fiancee. You haven't got problems like that."
"Maybe not, but I like being independent and doing whatever I want. It won't be easy to get a new job...it won't be the same," Jessie sighed.
"Yeah, and being on the Team was fun..." James said dreamily. "It was great, wasn't it, Jess?"
"Yeah, you're right about that,"
"So..."
Jessie sighed wistfully, setting her suitcase upright. "Too bad the past is behind us--now we're forced to face the future." She sat down on the bed by her suitcase. "I don't know what to do."
"Neither do I," James said, stuffing the last of his things into his bag. "I have nowhere to go."
"Sure you do," Jessie said, "At least you have a home."
James smirked, then said, "Yeah, but..." he stopped a moment. "I guess...I guess I don't have a choice. What else could I do?"
"I don't know--" Jessie said, "I can't see you going off somewhere and getting a job on your own...you're too much of a wimp." James looked at her and smirked again. "But James, where else would you go besides home?"
James looked at her, biting his lip. "I...I could go with you, Jess."
Jessie looked at him, surprised. For a minute, she didn't speak.
"James--I don't think that would work...that can't happen, and you know it." She folded her arms and looked down at the floor momentarily. "I need to do things by myself."
James sighed. "...it was just a thought, Jess. Sorry." James zipped his bag and lifted it onto his shoulder.
Jessie stood up, her hand on her suitcase. Meowth walked over to them, a small bag over his shoulder.
"Well, I'll see you guys...maybe," he said. "I'm gonna find this place that wants unique Pokemon, and I'll be richer than the both of ya's."
"Thanks a lot, Meowth," Jessie said, "I'll miss you, anyway."
"Yeah...hope we run into each other sometime," James told the cat.
"I'm on my way to fame and fortune!" Meowth cried, waving, and left the room. "It's been fun..." and he was gone.
James folded his arms. "Well...I guess this is goodbye." He looked at Jessie.
"Heh, yeah...so, I guess this is really it, James. It's all over."
James felt nervous as the words "...it's all over..." echoed again and again in his mind. "I hate to think about it," he said at last.
"I'm sorry that we have to split up, but, well, you understand, James. Things like that never work out." She smiled faintly. "I'll miss you, though."
"I'll miss you too, Jess."
They just stood there, looking at each other for a few seconds in silence. Then, without warning, Jessie fell into James' arms, flinging her arms around his neck. James dropped his duffle bag in surprise, hugging back.
"No...I'll really miss you! Things will never be the same without you and Team Rocket!" Jessie said, almost wailing.
"Jessie...I know. I wish it wasn't like this but..." James was surprised to see her like this.
"It'll work out. It'll be OK, really. I'm sure things will be fine."
Jessie looked up. "No, I don't know. For two Pokemon Tech dropouts, it's not going to be easy."
"Yeah, but we'll survive."
"Yeah."
The two hugged once more, then picked up their things.
"Well, see you later."
"Maybe." Jessie smiled. "Good luck, James."
The two nodded, and Jessie walked out the door. She waved her hand and was out of sight.
James was all alone now. Just like that, his two friends were gone, and he didn't know what to do. He felt like crying, but then remembered what Jessie would say--not that it mattered anymore. James sighed, just staring at the doorway. Several minutes passed, and James picked up his duffle bag from the floor, sighed helplessly once more, and walked out the door, leaving Team Rocket for good.
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To be continued...