"Can I help you, Sir?" the clerk asked as the tall, dark-cloaked man lumbered in.

"Yes." He said, putting his gloved hand onto the counter. "I sold you seven pokeballs last week, if you remember."

The woman thought. "I think so. Mr…"

"Giovanni." He said. "Do you still have them?"

"I'm not sure. All pokeballs look alike." She shrugged.

"Did you sell any?" he gritted his teeth.

"I've sold anywhere from fifty to one hundred this week." She checked her sales record. "Ninety seven, to be exact."

"Then let me check the ones you still have." He said angrily.

"Sorry, Sir." She said. "I'm not aloud to let customers handle the merchandise."

"Then make and exception!" he grabbed her by the shirt and glared at her. "My prize Totodile was in one of those balls! I was using it to do some very important research! If I don't have it back in a week, I will run you and this store out of business!" he spat.

"Uh-uh-I-" she stammered.

"Boss." Came a voice. A male Rocket Grunt wandered in, wearing casual clothing. "We…um, we have to go now."

"Very well…" he said, dropping the woman. "Remember what I said. If I don't find that pokemon, they'll be hell to pay…"

"I'm hungry!" whined James as the familiar trio trudged along the field.

"Shut up." Jesse snapped, marching along. "Those little poke-twerps are around here somewhere."

Meowth howled. "He's right, Jess! We're starvin'!"

"Then eat the rocks, just shut up!" she smacked Meowth across the face. "Look!" she shouted excitedly. "There they are!" she pointed down the cliff they stood on. "This is too easy! They won't suspect a thing!"

"I'm so hungry!" cried Ash as he grabbed his stomach and fell to the ground.

"Don't be so dramatic, Ash." Scolded Misty. "We just ate two hours ago."

"Yeah, well, a pokemon trainer needs to keep his strength up." He explained, rolling onto his back.

"I have some Tic Tacs." Offered Brock.

"Pika pi!" Pikachu reached for them.

"Men!" Misty sighed, rolling her eyes. She grabbed Ash's hat and threw it into the grass.

"Hey!" he jumped up, running off after it.

"At least I got him to move." She mumbled. They followed Ash into the thick grass.

"Looking for something?" Jesse chuckled, wearing Ash's hat.

"Give me my hat back!" Ash growled.

"Of course!" she took it off and showed it to him, then snatched it away. "If you give us your Pikachu."

A huge sweat drop appeared on Ash's head. "This's gotta be the dumbest yet…"

"Prepare for trouble!"

"Make it double!"

"To protect the world from devastation!"

"We know, we know!" Misty snapped.

"Toge tege!"

"Well you could at least have the decency to let us finish!" Jesse scowled.

"Uh-To unite all peoples-"

"Oh, shut up, James! The motto's already ruined anyway!" she held up the hat.

"Piiiiikaaaachuuuuu!!!!" a bolt of electricity hit Team Rocket.

"Moewth! That's right!" Meowth jumped down from the trees. "Hey, what happened to da motto?" he asked, seeing his fried companions.

"Looks like Team Rocket's getting fried again…" the two groaned.

Pop. "Wobuffet!"

Ash took his hat and placed it back onto his head. "Okay, so you guys've bothered us for today, now can we pick it up tomorrow?"

"You just wait!" said Jesse, instantly on her feet. "We'll get you, and your little Pikachu too! Ahahaha!" the trio ran off.

"Geez, we could come up with a better plan to steal their pokemon." Ash pointed out.