The Team Rocket Adventures



Part 2



Disclaimer: Basically, blah, blah, blah, DON'T SUE ME! blah, blah, blah...I own only Aru-chan. But she's me...



~*~Back at the hideout~*~



"Yay! Checkmate! I win again!" yelled Aruraya. Her Gengar shot her at dirty look from across the table. From another room, a timer rang. "Jaan! The rice!" Aru-chan said, and ran to the kitchen.



In another corner of the room, Jessie sat, drawing furiously. James walked over and tentatively whispered, "Jessie? What are you doing?"

Jessie turned around and looked at him, eyes focused, pupils dilated to the size of dots. She spoke in a deathly calm, yet psychotic voice. "I, my dear, am planning how to best get rid of our newest member and make it look like an accident."



"Well, you know, if you really want to get rid of me, you should try it like this," spoke a voice behind them, making them jump. Aru-chan took the pencil and began erasing some parts and drawing in new ones. "That would be really cool. I wouldn't even be expecting that!"



Jessie looked at her, looked to the drawing, looked back at her, and turned around and left without a word. She walked into her bedroom and closed the door. They could hear the lock click behind her. A moment of silence ensured, then they heard a woman screaming and the sound of glass breaking.



"She never did like that lamp anyway," said James.



From far away at Team Rocket HQ, Giovanni pulled out a small scratchpad and pencil. On the pad he wrote, Aruraya: 1, Jessie: 0.



~*~



Two hours later, James knocked on her bedroom door. "Who is it?" snapped a rather irritated voice from inside. James whimpered. "It's me." He heard footsteps, the lock unlocking, footsteps, and a padded "thump." "You can come in now," said the voice, a little less angry. "Watch where you step." He unlocked the door and gasped. Books, clothes, glass and the contents of her room were strewn and broken all over the floor. The room looked like the opening scene of "Twister" had been shot in it. He carefully picked his way over to the bed and sat down.

Then he looked at Jessie. She was sitting on the bed, eyes averted, hands placed lifelessly on either side of her. Her flaming red hair, powerless, hung down her shoulders in tired strands. Her face was blank and empty, but one could tell she had been crying.

He put his arm around her. "What's wrong?" he asked. "You know you can tell me anything."

"She's what's wrong!" Jessie cried furiously. "I hate her! Everyone thinks she's Little Miss Perfect, but she's not! Can't anyone see? She's dirty, and sneaky, and dishonest, and I don't like her! I don't like her at all!"

James heart broke to see her like this. He put his arms around her and wept silently into her hair.

In the next room, Aruraya hugged her Gengar, who was comforting her. Her body racked with dry sobs, for she had finished crying a long time ago. "Why doesn't she like me? Why?" she sobbed sadly, and then wept into her pillow.

Author's Note: Who invented teachers? I have one that gives out detention like it's candy. Baka! But that's why I haven't updated. Gomen, I'll post soon. Read and Review! Reviews kill evil math teachers, so keep 'em comin'!!!

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