TRA
Part 1.3
Jen: *holding her nose and waving her hand* Lovely.
*James had just shown her his Wheezing's Smog attack*
James: Ah, but you haven't seen... *he sent out another Pokemon* My fabulous Victreebell.
Jen: A Victreebell and a Wheezing. You've got some pretty good Pokemon. Any others?
James: Well... *he looked around, and as if on que, Meowth came along* Ah! *He grabbed Meowth* Meet, Meowth. My Pokemon and friend.
Meowth: I ain't ya Pokemon! I sorta, hang out wit dis guy.
Jen: So this is the one that talks. Wow.
Meowth: It's just one of my good qualities...
James: Most of the things he says isn't worth listening to though.
Meowth: What was dat?
James: Nothing.
*Meowth spotted something in the bushes and hid behind James*
Jen: Any others?
Meowth: Help me! *A Snubble came crashing through the bush* Argh!!!!! *The Snubble bit onto Meowth's tail* GetitoffgetitoffgetitoffGETITOFF!! MEOWWWTH!!! *Meowth ran off*
Jen: *sweat dropped* Uh, cute. Is that all?
James: Hmmm...I do have a Growlithe, but...
Jen: A Growlithe?!
James: Yes, but...
Jen: That is one of my favorite Pokemon!You have to show me it!
James: Well, it's kind of at my parents house. See, if I went back, my parents will have me married to a really horrible girl, and-
Jen: Oh... *she had a disappointed look in her eyes* I really like Growlithe, and you have one. If only... Wait! I have an idea. I can see this Growlithe of yours, and you won't have to worry about marrying this horrible girl you speak of. *She leapt off laughing evilly* Mwahahahahaaaa...
James: Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
*they made the trip to James' parent's mansion*
James: We're almost there.
Jen: I know.
James: *he stopped* Have you been here before?
Jen: *stopping* Hmmm? Oh, yes... I had to baby-sit for a family near here and I was about to go up to the house when I noticed it was the wrong address. *She starred off and started walking again* I don't know. Should I really do this? What about Jessie?
Voice1: If you can't decide...
Voice2: We'll do it for you...
*Jennifer stopped. It was night and she was alone*
Jen: (This is....) Who's there? *She looked around. Two figures stepped out on the path in front of her. In the dark, they were almost invisible, but the red "R" on their clothing gave them away* Who are you? What do you want?
Woman: We've been following you.
Jen: (Great, stalkers)
Man: A runaway, right?
Jen: It's none of your business! Leave me alone or i'll get the police.
Man: But if you went to them, don't you think they'll assssk what you're doing out here at thissss time of night?
Jen: (They're right. They will ask questions) What do you want?
Woman: What do you want?
Jen: ...excuse me?
Man: You want to disssssapear. Ssssseparate yoursself from the world. Have your own life.
Woman: Be free, and enjoy it. We can make that happen for you.
Jen: ...I...I can handle my own life. Right now I have to do something important. *She continued down the path*
Man: Oh dear. Sshe ssseemss to have misssssssed sssomething.
Woman: That's true...
Jen: *a lasso went over her and pulled her to the ground* Aaaahhh!! *A cold hand pulled her up, while another hand, more warmer and comforting than the first, went through it and just touched her shoulder. She could feel herself shaking under it. An eerie laughter drifted off with the night, as the ropes around her disappeared* Uuuhh...
James: Jennifer! Are you alright?
Jen: *she opened her eyes. She was crouched down on her knees and shaking. She looked up* James....you're here?
James: Yes...Jennifer, don't cry.
Jen: I...i'm, not... *she didn't think she was, until a wet drop flowed down her cheek. She quickly wiped it off. She wasn't going to let some stupid thing like that get to her, nor was she going to let James see her like this*
James: Are you ok?
Jen: *she controlled her shaking a little bit* I'll be fine.
James: Are you sure? Do you want to rest here a bit.
Jen: *she slowly got up. She looked at James and smiled* I appreciate your concern, but, *she looked off, making sure all traces of the illusion had disappeared* I'd feel allot better if we just moved on and away from here. *She looked back at James* Ok?
James: If it makes you feel better.
Jen: *she walked on* Let's go meet them.* She headed to the mansion.*
James: Uh, Jennifer.
Jen: What?
James: That's Growlith's "kennel".
Jen: Then where do you live? On a chain outside?
James: No. *he pointed to a very large mansion* Don't worry. You're not the only one who's been confused. Sometimes we'd end up finding Growlie buying a 50 piece set of knives.
Jen: (They'd have the money for it...) *staring at the house* Whoa, that's huge. It must have it's own zip code or something.
James: It's own state *he smiled*
Jen: What?!
James: Joking, joking.
Jen: *she pouted* It's not that funny. *She rubbed her head. She started to get a bit of a headache* Wait. Let's think about the situation. The house is over there...*she pointed toward the house*
James: And Growlithe lives in there *he pointed towards Growlie's house*...ahh, I see...
Jen: We can get to Growlie without meeting up with these "demon" parents.
James: Well what are we waiting for?
Jen: You. *She was over at the door to Growlie's mansion*
James: *sweat dropping* Oh, sorry.
*James pulled a key out of his pocket and tried it*
James: Drat. They changed the locks.
Jen: *folding her arms* Now what?
James: Don't worry. I can do this. He tossed the key away and went back into his pocket. He held out a small wallet. He opened and pulled out a few bits and pieces. He put them in the keyhole and twisted it about. Finally, they heard a click, and James opened the door*
Jen: Ooooohh. That's a nice little skill you picked up there.
James: *feeling pretty proud of himself* Well, I do know a bit about picking the odd lock or two...
*They went inside. Pictures lined the wall. Furniture was placed everywhere. Jennifer picked up a large folder. It was filled with shiny Pokemon cards*
Jen: Uh, does your Growlithe collect cards, sleep in beds *she looked into a smaller room* and use the toilet?
James: No. I came here often to get away from my parents.
Jen: I don't usually furnish my Growlithe's kennel.
James: Ready to meet him?
Jen: *nodding* Mm-hmm.
James: *bending and whispering just loud enough* Growlie, here boy! I'm back!
*The Growlithe came out of nowhere and jumped on top of James and started licking his face*
James: Ha ha! Down boy! Shhhhh...
*Growlithe didn't get down, he was too busy with his long lost trainer*
Growlithe: Growl! Growl!
James: Shhh! They'll hear you!
*Growlithe noticed Jennifer. It went over to her, cautiously sniffed her hand, and licked it in approval*
Jen: Your Growlithe is gorgeous! It's fur is so soft! *She picked it up, cuddled it and spoke to it* How couwd James ever weave woo? *She put the Growlithe down and turned to go* Come on, Growlie!
James: Huh?
Jen: Well, are we going now?
James: And take Growlie?
Jen: Of course! You can't leave him all alone. *She shoved the Growlithe in his face* Can you? * Both Growlie and Jennifer gave James the "big-eyed innocent puppy" look.*
James: But they'll know I've been here! *Growlie's lip started shaking. James caved* ...Alright. But well have to get out of here now before it's too late.
*As you guessed, James stepped through a security laser on the way out. James swore. Sirens went off and lights flashed. Then, as James feared, he heard a whip crack*
James: Noooooo!! Not her!
Jen: Her?
Jezebel: Ma James has come back t' me! *She jumped down from a tree with her Vileplume* I knew you'd return to ma arms!
James: She's the one my parents want me to marry.
Ma: Ma dearest!
Pa: Son!
James: Ahh! Let's get out of here!
*It was no use. They were trapped in between his parents and Jezebel.*
Jen: I can tell why you ran away from these people. They're psycho!
James: And you've only just met them.
Jezebel: James, let's go inside and talk. I'll make sure it's private...
James: Why me?
Ma: It's been so long
Pa: And who is this little lady?
Jen: Huh, me? Um, I'm...
James: *mutters under his breath* Here we go...
Jen: ...his wife!
James: *plays along with her plan and puts his arm around her waist* And were happily married.
Jen: So now that you know, I guess we'll be on our way...*they turned around to go away*
Jezebel: Wait just one minute! *She cracked her whip* Ah believe there's a lil' somethin' called polygamy. *James shuddered. She cracked it again and flung it out towards James*
Jen: James! Run!
James: *James ran off* Oohweehooweee!! *It wrapped around his ankles. SMACK! He came down sharply, and she dragged him towards her.*
James: LET ME GO!
Jezebel: *did an evil laugh not unlike Jessie's* That ain't gonna happen, sweetie pie. Your mine!
Jen: *grabbed James around the ankles* Ugh! Let him go! You shouldn't do this to him! Not to anyone! It's--not---human!
Jezebel: Vileplume, get rid of the trash, dahrlin'. *She sent out a PokeBall. Out came a Vileplume*
Vileplume: Vileplewm! *The Vileplume had a southern accent*
Jen: I don't see why a girl of your class can be messing around with "trash". *sent out her PokeBall * Kimba!
Kimba: *It was a Charmander* Char Char!
James: A Charmander.
Jen: Fire Dome!
Kimba: Chaaaarr! *It sent our a huge ball of fire. It came down on Vileplume like a cage*
Jezebel: Ma Vileplume! *She tried to return it but the dome blocked it*
Jen: Ha! If your Vileplume moves around it will get fried! Are you sure you want that to happen?
Jezebel: Ma precious Vileplume! Whadda ya want!
Jen: Release James and I'll release Vileplume.
Jezebel: But...I...Uh...
Jen: I would make a decision know. Your Vileplume is getting nervous. *The Vileplume shook inside the fire cage nearly touching the petals*
Jezebel: Ok! Ok! I'll do it. *She un wrapped James and Jennifer released the attack*
James: I forgot how much that hurt.
Jen: Now's our chance. Let's go.
James: Right.
Jezebel: Vileplume! Get him!
Jen: Oh no! James!
James: Growlie! *His Growlithe jumped in the Vileplume's path*
Jezebel: Who let the Growlithe out?
Ma&Pa: Whoo! Whoo! Whoo, Whoo!*they made some very poor dog barking imitations*
Jezebel: That wasn't an invitation ta break out in song.
Pa: Sorry, Jezebel. It was to good of an opportunity to pass up.
Jezebel: (When I get married to James, these two go.)
James: *making use of the distraction* Flame Thrower! *The Growlithe sent a long burst of flame towards the Vileplume and hit it*
Jezebel: Vileplume!! *She sent back her burning Vileplume. Growlithe fell down from exhaustion*
Jen: You stay with me Growlie. *She quickly picked up Growlie made their getaway*
Ma: Jezebel. Your not gonna let 'em run away like that, aincha?
Jezebel: Oh, no. They're not gettin' away. *With the slight flick of her hand she pressed a hidden button*
Jen: I think we made it! *Then a large rose bush got in their pathway* Ah!
James: Trapped!
Jen: Oh no!
Man: Need some help, Master James?
*It was Hopkins, James' butler. He was on a ride on mower. Uh, sorry, that's a "Rhydon Mower"*
James: Hopkins! Why are you helping us?
Hopkins: Your no-good, lousy parents cut my pay in half. Maybe _this_ will convince them not to mess with me! I am the one who cleans their toilet after all. *Hopkins revved up the engine and went straight through the rose bush clearing a path, sending heaps of roses flying. James caught one and gave it to Jennifer*
James: Thanks, Hopkins!
Hopkins: Don't thank me. *He motioned his hand to the logo on the mower* Thank "Rhydon Mowers"!
Jen: Thank you Rhydon Mowers. You saved the day! *She put her arms around James*
James: Thank _you_, Rhydon Mowers!
*Huge lettering appeared on the screen. "Rhydon Mowers"*
Voice-over: Rhydon Mowers. Gets the job done, FAST! *In quicker and lower pitched speech* Available at leading mower outlets in your nearest city.
James: *shakes his head quickly* Uh, what just happened?
Jen: I don't know. Weird...
Growlie: *cocked his head* Growl?