"Pika-CHUUUU!" Just as Team Rocket was feeling a bit of confidence in their efforts to capture the pokemon, Pikachu used the thunderbolt attack to send them "blasting off again." Ash, Misty, and Brock sighed happily as they watched Team Rocket fly over the horizon of the setting sun far away until they became a little bright speck in the sky. It had been a good ending to a beautiful day, and the sunset was just gorgeous.
Team Rocket, however, flew screaming through the sky, was blinded by the sun, and landed on their heads in a smelly swamp. Within a few seconds, Meowth had popped himself out of the sticky mud and began to clean his fur.
"Jesse, James, c'mon!" he grunted as he shook mud off a paw.
As soon as he had said this, both Jesse and James had surfaced and were sitting facing each other, covered with the slimy filth. After looking at each other, they both starting making grotesque faces and wiping the mud off their own faces, clothes, and bodies.
"How disgusting," Jesse muttered. "It figures we had to land in a mudhole!"
"It's actually a swamp," James remarked with slight optimism in his tone.
Jesse could not take this good nature from James. Immediately she smacked him over the head with her grime-filled boot.
"Why don't you just shut up, James? You're always the one who makes us lose the battles with that little ten-year old twerp!"
"I'm not the one who makes us lose! Pikachu is really strong; that's why the boss wants him too!" he replied in a whiny tone.
Jesse groaned as she stood up from her place on the ground, now looming above James. "-And I'm also sick of your constant whining! When will you ever grow up? Every time that we lose you act like this. And every time we have lost! And you still can't stop acting like a baby!"
Jesse's face had turned red. She was furious with James this time. There'd be no beating her anger this time and James knew this. He automatically cringed after she had spoken, expecting another hit from her footwear. When the blow hadn't come within a few seconds, he sat straight-backed but frightened and he attempted to justify his actions.
"Jesse, I..." As soon as he had looked up at her to talk and was just going to try to reason with her, he was slammed once again, but this time she used her mallet.
"Oww!" James cowered down and crawled away from Jesse so that he could safely stand up without being hit again.
Meowth broke up the quarrel by changing the subject. "Hey, guys, we gotta find someplace ta sleep tanite. We can't stay by da swamp, way too muddy here."
Meowth was used to breaking up the constant fights between Jesse and James. Well, they weren't really fights. Most of the time, James had said something dumb, something in a self-pitying tone, or a complaint, and Jesse would hit him. Once in a while he would try to get more words in with her, but it had never worked and would probably never work.
Once James had gotten a safe distance away, he stood up and faced Jesse, who was now straightening out her skirt and scoffing. Gosh, to see her smile at me would be… James's thoughts were interrupted by Jesse's yell.
"JAMES, LET'S GET A MOVE ON! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU TODAY?" When James had began to slowly walk towards their destination, Jesse, who had been travelling in front of James, saw how slow he was going and did a fast turnaround. This greatly startled the daydreaming James and caused him to lose balance and fall backwards into the swamp mud, still surrounding them on all sides. The mud he fell on just happened to splatter all over Jesse.
Within a few seconds, James began to sit up, but first looked to Jesse's expression for approval. This time there would be no approval. Her formerly beautiful blue eyes were fixed in an angry cold stare at his figure on the ground. Her fists were clenched, and her breaths had become more rapid and shallow. She was the angriest she had ever felt that she could get and she was going to vent her anger on James. Just before she was planning on lunging at him, she calmed her adrenaline down slightly and decided to hurt him verbally instead of physically. It had been a long day for her and she was sick and tired of this never-ending swamp all around her. Letting the harsh air out with each word she spoke, she tried to hold back her intense feeling of anger by glaring James down and aiming each arrow-headed syllable right for his heart.
"I don't ever want to see you again. You've ruined every goal of my life. You are worthless."
After speaking the terrible, Jesse turned away quickly to hide the tears that now filled her eyes. James sat there, shocked at what he had just heard. Jesse turned her back to him and faced the sunset, the tears streaking down her face now. She already was sorry for what she had said to him.
To Jesse, the words came impulsively. They left her mouth and sliced James's poor soul open. Each successive syllable hammered James into more and more despair and depression. Jesse had accomplished what she had wanted to do. She didn't plan to hurt James as much as she actually had done...
