Last Blast Off: After Team Rocket, part 3
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After a few days, it was obvious to James just how much he had relied on Team Rocket for supplies. He had no car, no food, little money--in fact, all he did have now was his bag, which was mostly full of junk, and a sleeping bag. He had even turned in his uniform and instead wore a black shirt and jeans. At least he had clothes at all.
James walked down a city street, still not sure where he was headed. He missed having his companions everywhere with him, already knowing where to go and what to do. He wished that they were still together, but that couldn't be changed.
James couldn't get his mind to stop spinning and decide what to do--should he go home and face his parents and Jessiebelle? At least he would have a place to live and feel secure...a life waiting for him to finish living it. He had no where else to go.
James continued down the street. Without Jessie and Meowth, he just felt lonely and empty--useless. Why did they have to split up? Was it really for the best? Had all they been were just...co-workers? Maybe...
James wondered where Jessie was now. Where ever it was, James was sure he'd rather be there than anywhere. Would he ever see her again? Did she miss him like he missed her?
James spotted a bus stop down the street, and he made his decision. He had to go home-- and that was where he was going.
Reaching deep into his pocket, James found a few coins. He ran to the stop as a bus pulled up, boarded it, and was off, on his way to his parent's mansion--and his fiancee.
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Jessie stood at the counter, tapping the surface with her fingernails impatiently. It was so stuffy--her hair was surely a mess. What she wouldn't give for a can of hair spray...
A young couple approached the counter.
"Hello, welcome to PokeBurger. I'm your happy Poke server. How may I help you?" Jessie droned on dully.
"Oh, let's see...I want the Char-Burger--no, actually, umm, the Flareon Fries with a, oh, let's see here, the, no...a Mankey Milkshake..."
Jessie idly typed in the order.
"And I'll take a Beedrill BLT, please."
Jessie typed in that order too. A few minutes later, another worker came with the order, the people payed, and Jessie said, without feeling, "Thank you for choosing PokeBurger."
Jessie sighed. She couldn't believe what had become of her, and all she wanted was her old job back, at Team Rocket. She was lucky to have this job--she had lied about a few things on the resume, but...they had been desperate, and hired Jessie without questions. At least she was earning money. She knew she had to start somewhere with her 'new' life.
The job just sucked. Jessie knew this for sure. And she missed talking to James, having someone with her, even if they had failed all the time.
Jessie waited until another customer approached the counter.
"Hello, welcome to PokeBurger. I'm your happy Poke server..."
***
The bus vibrated, adding to the nervousness James already felt as it continued over a lonely stretch of road. There were a few other people on the bus...certainly they didn't face anything like what was in store for James ahead. But he had chosen to do this, and he was going to--there was no going back.
James just wished he had someone to talk to, to tell his problems to..
James picked up a newspaper from the seat next to him and opened it, trying to enjoy his last hours of freedom by reading the comics.
***
The cat Pokemon entered the waiting room, sitting himself down casually among other Pokemon who were held by people. He was the only Pokemon there without and owner, but it didn't matter to him much.
Finally, after many other people came in and out of the other room, a nicely dressed man came out again to get the next Pokemon.
"Oh, look...a Meowth. Who do you belong to, little guy?"
"I don't belong to nobody, fer your information," Meowth said defensively.
The man was astounded. "Uh...what...you _talked_?!"
"Yeh, I talked. So, am I unique enough for ya'?"
The man was absolutely stunned. "Uhm...eh, unique...yeah, of course...unique's hardly the word..." He was in thought for a moment. "Come with me...I think I can hep you. Your meant for this job..."
And with that, the two walked into the other room.
~~~
To be continued...
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After a few days, it was obvious to James just how much he had relied on Team Rocket for supplies. He had no car, no food, little money--in fact, all he did have now was his bag, which was mostly full of junk, and a sleeping bag. He had even turned in his uniform and instead wore a black shirt and jeans. At least he had clothes at all.
James walked down a city street, still not sure where he was headed. He missed having his companions everywhere with him, already knowing where to go and what to do. He wished that they were still together, but that couldn't be changed.
James couldn't get his mind to stop spinning and decide what to do--should he go home and face his parents and Jessiebelle? At least he would have a place to live and feel secure...a life waiting for him to finish living it. He had no where else to go.
James continued down the street. Without Jessie and Meowth, he just felt lonely and empty--useless. Why did they have to split up? Was it really for the best? Had all they been were just...co-workers? Maybe...
James wondered where Jessie was now. Where ever it was, James was sure he'd rather be there than anywhere. Would he ever see her again? Did she miss him like he missed her?
James spotted a bus stop down the street, and he made his decision. He had to go home-- and that was where he was going.
Reaching deep into his pocket, James found a few coins. He ran to the stop as a bus pulled up, boarded it, and was off, on his way to his parent's mansion--and his fiancee.
* * *
Jessie stood at the counter, tapping the surface with her fingernails impatiently. It was so stuffy--her hair was surely a mess. What she wouldn't give for a can of hair spray...
A young couple approached the counter.
"Hello, welcome to PokeBurger. I'm your happy Poke server. How may I help you?" Jessie droned on dully.
"Oh, let's see...I want the Char-Burger--no, actually, umm, the Flareon Fries with a, oh, let's see here, the, no...a Mankey Milkshake..."
Jessie idly typed in the order.
"And I'll take a Beedrill BLT, please."
Jessie typed in that order too. A few minutes later, another worker came with the order, the people payed, and Jessie said, without feeling, "Thank you for choosing PokeBurger."
Jessie sighed. She couldn't believe what had become of her, and all she wanted was her old job back, at Team Rocket. She was lucky to have this job--she had lied about a few things on the resume, but...they had been desperate, and hired Jessie without questions. At least she was earning money. She knew she had to start somewhere with her 'new' life.
The job just sucked. Jessie knew this for sure. And she missed talking to James, having someone with her, even if they had failed all the time.
Jessie waited until another customer approached the counter.
"Hello, welcome to PokeBurger. I'm your happy Poke server..."
***
The bus vibrated, adding to the nervousness James already felt as it continued over a lonely stretch of road. There were a few other people on the bus...certainly they didn't face anything like what was in store for James ahead. But he had chosen to do this, and he was going to--there was no going back.
James just wished he had someone to talk to, to tell his problems to..
James picked up a newspaper from the seat next to him and opened it, trying to enjoy his last hours of freedom by reading the comics.
***
The cat Pokemon entered the waiting room, sitting himself down casually among other Pokemon who were held by people. He was the only Pokemon there without and owner, but it didn't matter to him much.
Finally, after many other people came in and out of the other room, a nicely dressed man came out again to get the next Pokemon.
"Oh, look...a Meowth. Who do you belong to, little guy?"
"I don't belong to nobody, fer your information," Meowth said defensively.
The man was astounded. "Uh...what...you _talked_?!"
"Yeh, I talked. So, am I unique enough for ya'?"
The man was absolutely stunned. "Uhm...eh, unique...yeah, of course...unique's hardly the word..." He was in thought for a moment. "Come with me...I think I can hep you. Your meant for this job..."
And with that, the two walked into the other room.
~~~
To be continued...