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Jessie and James are sitting, once again, at the kitchen table, playing pokemon. Each wanders in the tall grass before Cerulean City, searching for Sandshrew and Ekans, depending on their color of hair.
And, in the former broom closet, whimpers and threats are periodically emanating...
"Jessie, how about I trade you this extra Sandshrew for an Ekans?"
"Sounds good to me."
They trade, and continue to play in silence.
"So, James, are you ready to defeat Misty?"
"I dunno," James said worriedly. "I hear that, unlike in real life, she was gifted with useful pokemon."
"Yeah, but it only really sucks if you have a Charmander."
"Which you do," James pointed out.
"Stop rubbing it in."
They continue to play.
"So, how many more levels before your Magikarp evolves?" Jessie asked.
"Two. Yours?"
"Three."
More silence, marred only by the ever present pushing of the "A" buttons.
Suddenly, James through his unit across the table.
"I can't stand it any more!"
Jessie looked up. "What?"
"Do you ever get the feeling that were not funny anymore, and just going through the motions to please an ever expanding audience?"
"Um..."
"And that we can't even evolve separately because we're the "human members" of Team Rocket?"
"Well..."
"And aren't you ever tired of being stepped on by writers and twerps alike, only to be despised by seven year olds everywhere?"
"Uh, most of the time..."
"And on top of all that, not only can I not stand the wait to get this useless Magikarp to evolve, we have our arch-enemy locked in the broom closet and haven't even tormented him yet in the last hour!"
Jessie regarded James with equanimity.
"You lost to Misty, huh?"
James sighed, and sat down. "It's just that it's so humiliating! She's got all of two pokemon, and I can't even take her down."
"Well, look on the bright side. You beat the junior trainer, right?"
"Yeah."
"So just go get a grass pokemon and then come back and wipe her out. Or finish evolving your Magikarp."
"Gee, Jessie, that's pretty smart."
"Shut up. You sound like Ash."
"Ow! That hurt! There's no reason to be insulting."
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I lost to Misty twice already, and am trying to figure out why on earth I ended up with a Charmander."
James looked at Jessie in surprise. "You... you lost? And it wasn't to Meowth?"
"Shut up."
Jessie and James stare at their Gameboys for a minute longer.
"So, you want to go torment Ashy-boy again?" Jessie asked.
"Sounds good to me. Let's tell him about the time he believed we were aliens again!"
And so the human members of Team Rocket once again eagerly ran for the broom closet, losing their worries and fears in the joys of tormenting their long-time oppressor.
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AN: Yeah, two short chapters, I know, but both up in the same day! Comments are always welcome, and if anyone has any ideas to contribute, I'd love to hear them!
