Afterwards: Aquamarine
The two lovers were just getting out of the shower, when the
door to the motel room—which they had neglected to lock the night before on
their return from the café—burst open, Meowth standing in the open doorway with
a scowl of dark irritation. A ragged
brightly colored frill was about his neck, torn from his long travel, and
traces of clown-like face paint could still be seen on his face.
Jesse hastily adjusted the tiny
towel she was wearing around herself, James doing so as well.
"Meowth!" cried Jesse in shock. She had completely forgotten about the cat
Pokémon, to her embarrassment. "You're
okay!"
"How did you find us?" added James
dryly, slightly irritated that their newly romantic vacation had finally come
to an end.
The scowling cat Pokémon took a deep
breath, as if preparing to launch into a long and dull narrative.
In a wise move, his two
towel-shrouded partners shook their heads hastily.
"Never mind—we don't want to know!"
they proclaimed in unison, knowing they'd eventually find out but deciding they
didn't want now to be that time. They
might as well enjoy what was left of their vacation while they could.
Meowth nodded his head
understandingly. Suddenly his eyes went
wide, as if just noticing his two partners' apparent lack of clothing and the
fact that they were alone and together in a one-bed motel room.
"What in da hell are you two…?!" he
began in shock, his voice fading away into incredulity before he could finish
his sentence.
Jesse and James looked at each other
momentarily, then back at Meowth. They
each took a deep breath, preparing to explain the rather uncomfortable
situation.
Meowth put up his paws hastily,
waving for them to stop.
"Never mind—I don't wanna' know!!"
After all, he hadn't even had his vacation yet…
*****