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"Ne, you guys get to keep your Team Rocket uniforms ...or what's left of them," Brock said, quickly covering his head to keep it from being too severely damaged as Jesse came at him, claws first.
"Don't you dare bring that up!" she spat out as she hit him repeatedly, eventually causing him to sink to the floor. He was still clutching his head, of course.
"Yeah, it's not our fault that we were better than they were," James started as he kept his distance from Jesse. "It's not our fault we were winning that fight. Then they cheated. *THEY* cheated!!! You aren't supposed to use Pokemon in a personal quarrel, it's not good for them ...we learned that today in class." Jesse stopped and stared at him.
/Hopeless, he's simply brainless/ she inwardly sighed when she looked at James who stood there with eyes closed, arms folded, and a silly grin from ear to ear.
"James, what was the point you were trying to make?"
"Ja, just that...if I ever see -" He started confidently.
"James, I'm warning you..." she cut in.
"Nani? If I ever see Butch and Cassidy again I think - I think I'll kill `em."
"ARGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Jesse screamed as she flew from Brock to James. Brock got up and raced for the bedroom. He made it before any of the beatings began, sat on his side of the bed and sighed.
/They're better now, but…sometimes they can't help but revert to the ol' Jesse and James/ he thought, gently shaking his head. He got ready to lie down but stopped abruptly.
"Where'd Misty go?" he asked the empty room, scanning it for her curvaceous form. He got up and knocked on the bathroom door. There was no answer. He opened it and jumped.
"Mou," he muttered, picking her up from the floor. He carried her to the bed and finished undressing sleeping body. He pulled the teal comforter up to her chin and placed her uniform on the back of a chair. He took his journal out of the nightstand drawer that stood ajar. He gently sat on his side of the bed and began to write.
Apr. 24
Something's wrong with Misty. She's been exhausted this whole week. I don't know exactly what's wrong though. She doesn't have a fever. She isn't nauseous. She hasn't lost her appetite either. Maybe she's having nightmares? I don't know. We get back from class and Jesse and James are back from their Pokemon Health and Medicine classes. She disappears to change, I can only guess because then I find her half undressed and asleep in the strangest places. Like today: I found her in the bathtub in her skivvies with one sock on and her blouse unbuttoned. I hope she isn't sick. It hurts me to see such a beautiful creature in so much pain. I'll talk to you later. It sounds like Jesse has stopped torturing James ...and I'm hungry.
Brock put his journal away and headed out of the room, murmuring "food" under his breath. He opened the fridge and had just started to scan the food when he heard a soft whimper. He looked up and saw Misty, weeping on the couch. He went into the bedroom, skirted Jesse and James kissing on the floor, grabbed a robe and high-tailed it out of there. He put the robe around her shaking shoulders and held her until she drifted into another restless sleep.
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tbc...
"Ne, you guys get to keep your Team Rocket uniforms ...or what's left of them," Brock said, quickly covering his head to keep it from being too severely damaged as Jesse came at him, claws first.
"Don't you dare bring that up!" she spat out as she hit him repeatedly, eventually causing him to sink to the floor. He was still clutching his head, of course.
"Yeah, it's not our fault that we were better than they were," James started as he kept his distance from Jesse. "It's not our fault we were winning that fight. Then they cheated. *THEY* cheated!!! You aren't supposed to use Pokemon in a personal quarrel, it's not good for them ...we learned that today in class." Jesse stopped and stared at him.
/Hopeless, he's simply brainless/ she inwardly sighed when she looked at James who stood there with eyes closed, arms folded, and a silly grin from ear to ear.
"James, what was the point you were trying to make?"
"Ja, just that...if I ever see -" He started confidently.
"James, I'm warning you..." she cut in.
"Nani? If I ever see Butch and Cassidy again I think - I think I'll kill `em."
"ARGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Jesse screamed as she flew from Brock to James. Brock got up and raced for the bedroom. He made it before any of the beatings began, sat on his side of the bed and sighed.
/They're better now, but…sometimes they can't help but revert to the ol' Jesse and James/ he thought, gently shaking his head. He got ready to lie down but stopped abruptly.
"Where'd Misty go?" he asked the empty room, scanning it for her curvaceous form. He got up and knocked on the bathroom door. There was no answer. He opened it and jumped.
"Mou," he muttered, picking her up from the floor. He carried her to the bed and finished undressing sleeping body. He pulled the teal comforter up to her chin and placed her uniform on the back of a chair. He took his journal out of the nightstand drawer that stood ajar. He gently sat on his side of the bed and began to write.
Apr. 24
Something's wrong with Misty. She's been exhausted this whole week. I don't know exactly what's wrong though. She doesn't have a fever. She isn't nauseous. She hasn't lost her appetite either. Maybe she's having nightmares? I don't know. We get back from class and Jesse and James are back from their Pokemon Health and Medicine classes. She disappears to change, I can only guess because then I find her half undressed and asleep in the strangest places. Like today: I found her in the bathtub in her skivvies with one sock on and her blouse unbuttoned. I hope she isn't sick. It hurts me to see such a beautiful creature in so much pain. I'll talk to you later. It sounds like Jesse has stopped torturing James ...and I'm hungry.
Brock put his journal away and headed out of the room, murmuring "food" under his breath. He opened the fridge and had just started to scan the food when he heard a soft whimper. He looked up and saw Misty, weeping on the couch. He went into the bedroom, skirted Jesse and James kissing on the floor, grabbed a robe and high-tailed it out of there. He put the robe around her shaking shoulders and held her until she drifted into another restless sleep.
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tbc...