Japanese Title: The Bold Red R Of Thieves! The Rocket Gang Do Rubeus' Bidding!
Translation: Sono Fitoji Akai R no Dorobou! Sono Roketto-dan Itasu Rubiyaku no Nyuusatsu!
By: Pro_V
Important Note~Please Read: I'm going to be posting a new Special called "Versus!" next week before I post the two new Chapters due on Friday. It should be up around Tuesday or Wednesday, but possibly Thursday. You'll want to read that, as I said, between this Chapter and the next one. Thanks!
"I am SO happy Medira's back!" Yuu-Yuu beamed with the others staring at her blankly, "Yay!"
"Uh huh," Rachel nodded and looked away with a questioning face, "Sure."
"It just rules!" Sooney chimed up beside Yuu-Yuu, "So cool!"
"Oh my geez," Mizu turned around, "Look out. Hurricane Air-Head, coming through."
"Hey! Be nice!" Sooney and Yuu-Yuu snapped together.
Beth snickered, "Well, you are being kind of ditzy."
"Excuse us?!" they burst again.
"Enough," Eevy said flatly and returned to her book, "Go on about your bubbling, girls."
"Very funny," Sooney puffed.
"Do you think," Misty broke in, "Peter will stop now that Medira is back here?"
"No," Lisle shook her head, "No way. If anything he'll start in worse. Right, Medira?"
"Leave her alone," Eevy again dropped her book, "She's not feeling well. Let her be for a little while. After all, this is Medira and this is a very big deal. Just lay off."
"Hey," Yuu-Yuu snickered up behind Medira as she sat beside the window, "Is it true he asked you to marry him?"
"Yuu-Yuu!" Luri jumped, "That's not funny! And even if it was, it's none of your business!"
Medira just continued staring out the window and watching the clouds pass by, "Yes, he did," she muttered and stood up, walking out slowly.
"Now see what you went and did?!" Beth cracked Yuu-Yuu in the back of the head, "Watch what you go and blab out that big mouth of yours!"
"Well, I didn't mean it," Yuu-Yuu cringed, "Honest."
"Just keep your mouth closed from now on, Yuu-Yuu," Rachel shook her head, "It's not worth you talking."
"Sorry," she poked her index fingers together.
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"Hey, Will," Jason poked Will's side, "You got a picture of Peter and a few darts I could borrow?"
"No," Will shook his head with a slight snicker, "Those are for my own personal use. There are so many dart marks in that photo by now that you could use it as a mask."
"I don't want a picture," Lance snorted and swung a punch, "I want the real thing. Knock him right upside the head."
"You guys are violent," Ash muttered and leaned back in his chair, "Though whomping him one doesn't actually sound like too bad an idea."
"He asks for it sometimes," Skiff spit to the side, "Like he's giving us an invitation to kill him."
"Sometimes I wish he would," Brock mumbled and leaned against the wall, "I think he deserves it."
"After all the shit he's done?" Morty's eyes widened, "You better believe he deserves it!"
"He's quite the evil little bastard, isn't he?" Eusine laughed once, "With all the hell he's put us through, we all know where he's headed for the afterlife."
"That's kind of obvious," Tracey stared out down the walk, "He kind of points it out just by laughing."
"Yeah," Lance nodded slowly, "That evil snicker he always lets out. It sends chills down even my spine."
"If I ever get my hands on him," Jason's eyes roared green, "he'll never laugh again."
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"Master Rubeus," a group stood still in front of him.
"I expect you to do your job correctly. You have your orders and your payment. If you fail, you'll burn. But not in Hell," Peter's eyes flared bright red.
"Don't worry, Mr. Rubeus, sir. We'll take all of them out and get them out of the way," one of them nodded.
"There is one exception to that theory," Peter put in, "There's a young woman with short blond hair. Leave her alone. Do what you will with the others, but do not so much as touch her."
"Yes, sir. We'll do just what you asked," another flipped through a stack of fifties and hundreds in her hands with a huge smile, "And nothing less."
"You'd better, or I will turn you to soot."
"We will, Master. We will," the group filed out slowly, heading for Rainbow Mansion.
"Those bumbling idiots had better do like they've been told or I'll be ruined."
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Eevy sat her book in her lap and scanned the room silently. Her eyes traveled through every inch of the visible premises with slow and steady movements. She worked from left to right and back again, not sure what it was she was feeling. She reached into her pocket and brought out the Crystal Bell for safety purposes and leaned back. She marked her page and closed the book, sitting it on the table in front of her.
"Someone's around here," she thought and crossed her legs, "Who and where are my questions."
Footsteps from behind her caused her to shoot to her feet. She spun with her cloak whirling with her, but there was not a soul to be seen. She knew it wasn't Rubeus, as she would have known it. She spun again at the sound of more and reached to her Poke'Balls. She fingered the one with the star engraved in it and turned in the direction of the next set of steps. Still nothing. Not one sign of anything but bookshelves, decor and oxygen. The next footsteps were closer and her hand flew from behind her, carrying a Poke'Ball.
"Go, Star Ball! Vovo, I need you!" the Poke'Ball crashed to the floor and broke open with Vovo springing from the opening, "Vovo. There's someone here."
"Eevee," he crouched low and growled deep, "Eevee eev."
Eevy sat down with Vovo taking the liberty of curling up in her lap, "Don't fall asleep, please. I need you to go find either Lance, Morty or Will for me."
"Eevee?" he partially snorted and looked at her with a bit of a scowl.
"Yes, I know you can protect me, but humans can too," she pushed him off, "Make it quick. I don't want to be alone."
Vovo pranced down the hall and stopped in front of a door. He jumped and clawed at it, giving an Eevee bark of utter displeasure at being locked out. He had a tendency to barge in on Lance at the most inopportune moments. Ergo, Lance locked the door on him, though there was a strong possibility Vovo would sooner blast the door down than knock and ask to be let in. What his Mistress saw in Lance, Vovo would never know, but swore to himself he wouldn't interrupt. He was getting annoyed at the fact he wasn't being let in and finally Headbutted the door open. Lance spiraled in his desk chair, panting from that sudden startle.
"Eevee eev," Vovo snorted and sat down with narrow eyes.
"I didn't even know you were there," Lance shrugged and stood up, "Let me guess, Eevy wants me?"
Vovo rolled his eyes, "Eev ee."
"Thanks, rodent," he ruffled his fur as he walked out.
Vovo spiraled and chomped down on his finger, laughing at the yelp Lance let out, "Ee, ee, ee, ee."
"You little hair ball," Lance snorted and kept walking with Vovo snickering behind.
Vovo took the liberty of sneaking into Lance's room and up onto the desk. He stared around the entire expanse and turned up his nose at the sight of Dragonite figurine. He hacked at some of the pictures stuck in the frame of the mirror, as some of them were of Lance's bother and sister, but most were of his Mistress. At those he did not hack, but huffed an ungodly noise. Books lined the back with bookends at each side. He was just waiting for the Champion Mistress and Elite Fourth bookends to replace the Dragonite and Rage Ball ones that graced the table now. Basically, Lance's desk was a shrine, and it made Vovo and the Ovo's gag. Jealous was the only way to describe them. Out of pure curiosity, he scanned the titles of the books. Fantasy novels mostly; almost all holding dragons, obviously. A Versus book to Zelda: Oracle of Ages and Zelda: Oracle of Seasons caught his attention and made him snicker at the thought that Lance needed the answers. There were a few journals, all of which he didn't even bother to give a second look, and a ton of strategy guides pulled from the shelves of the library. A photo album was at the very end, but he ignored that as well, knowing what would be in it. That ugly green and orange lamp that Eevy was begging him to get rid of sat at the left end of the books and his Elite Fourth trophy was planted on the right. In the very center of the books was a picture frame, which had been the focus of Lance's attention when he didn't notice Vovo. It held the Golden Grimer photo with a folded note stuck in the bottom right corner. To the left of that was his Poke'Dex in its new midnight blue cover and to the right was a dome-shaped paper weight with yet another photo of Eevy in it. A line of drawers made the right leg, the top of which was locked. The other three were probably empty, but Vovo didn't care to know. The desk pad was covered in doodles, most of which Vovo couldn't read, and actually didn't care to. He puffed a bit, smoking up the mirror and picture frame, and jumped down to leave.
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"There's something in here. I know it," Eevy looked side to side nervously as Lance rolled his eyes, "What?"
"You're being paranoid," he shook his head, "There's nobody here, for crying out loud!"
"Are you sure about that?" that wasn't Eevy and it wasn't Lance, "Or possibly you should…Prepare for trouble!"
"And make that double!"
"To infect the world with devastation!"
"To blight all people in every nation!"
"Oh brother," Eevy slouched.
"Can't we skip the motto?" Lance moaned.
"No! Now then…To denounce the goodness of truth and love!"
"To extend our wrath to the stars above!"
"Jessie!"
"James!"
"Butch!"
"Cassidy!"
"Jen!"
"Mondo!"
"Team Rocket circling Earth all day and night!"
"Surrender now or prepare to fight, fight, fight, fight!"
"Meowth!"
"Persian!"
"Rat i cate! {That's right!}"
"Are we done now?" Eevy grumbled, "I'll thank you all to leave before I have to knock the sense into you."
"We won't leave! We've all got a job to do and it wouldn't be pretty if we messed up!" Cassidy snapped, "Hand over the Poke'Balls and come quietly or we'll have to use force!"
"Go ahead and try it!" Lance shot to his feet, "Do you even know who you're facing?"
"Yeah. The dragon boy and angel-girl!" Jen laughed wildly, "Come on!"
"Dragon boy?!" Lance burst.
"Angel-girl?!" Eevy jumped, "You goons are working for Rubeus!"
"Ding-dong! You're right! Give 'em their prize, Mondo!" Butch cracked.
"Try a blaster ball on for size!" Mondo threw the bomb straight for them.
It slammed to a stop at their feet and exploded almost immediately. The crash and rumble alerted the others around the Mansion, causing them to search for the cause. Eevy and Lance hacked through the smoke and grabbed each other's shoulders. Clicks and the clatter of Poke'Balls alerted them to turn around, but they were too late. The smoke billowed away, but their belts remained empty.
"My Poke'Balls!" Eevy and Lance burst together, "Give back our Pokemon!"
"Don't think so," Jessie snickered and threw Draco's Rage Ball into the air, "I like these Pokemon. They belong to a Master and Mistress. The Boss will love them!"
"Does Giovanni know you're working for Rubeus?" Lance growled.
"Of course!" James spun Novo's Rain Ball on his finger, "He considers it a business deal!"
"Give them back!" Eevy thundered, the lamp beside her flying into the air and crashing down, "Those are my Pokemon!"
"Ours now!" Jen laughed, "As is this!" the Crystal Bell gave a clunk-ish ring.
"No! No, you witch! Give that back! You have no right to that Bell!" Eevy barked, "Give it back to me!"
"Forget it!" Jen tossed it to Mondo who threw it to Butch who gave it to Cassidy, "Master Rubeus wants that!"
"You little bitch!" Eevy started to charge, but Lance stopped her, "Let me at 'em! Let me at 'em!" she pulled, "I'll kill 'em!"
"You don't have your Pokemon. Calm down," he pulled her back, "You goons have got our Pokemon; what else do you want?"
"Maybe a little play time with the Masters!" a dart imbedded itself in the wall in front of Cassidy's face, "We'd be happy to oblige."
"Who the hell is that?!" Cassidy jumped away with a shriek.
"To you, I'm Master Logos. If you bothered to be good Pokemon trainers, you'd know who we all really are," Will stomped in the door.
"What do you mean?!" Jessie snapped, "We are good Pokemon trainers!"
"Oh, right. Sure you are," Will yawned.
"We don't need Pokemon to defeat you! Throw him a blaster ball, Mondo!" Jen ordered.
The smoke bomb flew forward, flying towards Will. He simply stood and crossed his arms, raising one hand and halting the ball in midair. He put his right eyebrow up and tossed it back at them. Team Rocket scattered as it exploded between them and the smoke shot out. Jessie slipped and rammed Jen and Cassidy to the floor and James knocked Butch straight down. Mondo stayed standing and took his chance. He jumped to the unprepared Will and kicked the back of his knees. He flew to the ground with a grunt and Mondo swiped his Poke'Balls from his vest clips. Will reached the grab him but wasn't quite fast enough.
"Hey! You give them back, you little monster!" he stomped and shot to his feet, "I'll throw you so far you'll blast into orbit!"
"No way!" Mondo threw the Poke'Balls onto his belt, "These are mine now!"
"He's doing better than we ever did and he's new," Jessie moaned and looked over at them from her upside down position on top of Cassidy and Jen.
"You little snot!" Eevy growled, "Give back my Pokemon!"
A blast of cold water roared under the door. Will stepped up on the podium of a statue beside him and Lance and Eevy jumped up on the couch. The water washed towards Team Rocket as they jumped up. Jessie and Cassidy stood and stared as the water flowed at their feet. The ice started forming and blocked their feet together, freezing them to the floor. Jen and Mondo jumped and hung on to the rim of the fireplace, but James and Butch weren't so lucky and were just getting up as the water hit them. They were frozen in a split second; hands and knees iced to the floor.
"Hello, people! What's up?" Luri laughed wickedly from the door, "Better stop bothering us or you'll have more than cold feet!"
"Forget it! I choose you, Electrode!" Mondo's Poke'Ball whipped forward, "Let's blast 'er, Jen!"
Jen rolled her eyes, "Whatever. I choose you, Weepinbell!" her Poke'Ball traveled out too, "Time to battle!"
"Electrode! Use your Thunderbolt attack, now!"
"Weepinbell! Use your Vine Whip attack, now!"
"Luri! Look out!" Will jumped for her, but fell flat on his face, "Luri, watch it!"
Luri was frozen solid in surprise as to the attacks flying towards her. The Vine Whip wrapped itself stiffly around her wrists and held her steady as the Thunderbolt roared through her. The light cleared as the screaming slowly stopped and the Vine Whip pulled away. Luri stood and whimpered twice with zips of lightning flowing over her. Her eyes rolled back and she fell to her knees and collapsed straight her face. Jen cheered while snatching Luri's belt and jumped away right before Will caught her.
"You little bitch!" Will spat and skid to a stop beside Luri, "You little bastards!" there was a hint of his accent slipping out, but he caught it, "You ought to be burning in Hell right now!"
"Whatever! We've got her Pokemon now and the Boss is gonna be beaming!" Jen laughed wildly, "Too bad for your little Mistress!"
"I ought to mash you!" Will growled and stood straight.
"Allow me!" a wave of heat rushed in the door.
Team Rocket tumbled back as the hot air washed over them. The ice holding Jessie, James, Butch and Cassidy down melted away and they were thrown away. Cassidy shook herself straight and sat up.
"It's the witch from the underground again!" she shouted, pointing at Medira as she stomped in the door, "Short blonde hair? Oh no!"
"I don't care what Rubeus said! She's going down for that!" Butch growled and stood up, "Sandslash, go! Get her with Sandstorm!"
"No, Medira! Look out!" Eevy jumped down from the couch but slipped on the remaining water and fell flat on her back, "Run, Medira!"
The Sandstorm filled the whole room and totally covered everything. Will ducked down over Luri and cringed as the sand whipped into his back. Medira let out a high pitched shriek as the funnel cloud hit her head-on. She buckled to her knees as the twister made its way out the door and down the hall with various shouts coming from its path. The sand cleared slowly and settled as Eevy dug herself out from underneath a pile of silt. Lance brushed his hair off and helped Eevy stand. Eevy spotted Butch and Cassidy ready to steal Medira's Poke'Balls while she tried to get the sand from her eyes and she and Lance started towards them.
"Golbat! Use Whirlwind! Get rid of them!" Butch called as he paused and released his Pokemon.
The Whirlwind threw them back and into the far wall, knocking them both out. Cassidy snatched Medira's Pokemon and walked away laughing while Butch stood eyeing her with crossed arms.
"Not such a 'grass-head' now, am I?" he snickered, "I can see why Rubeus would like you, but that doesn't save you."
"Master Rubeus! We've got them!" Jen called, not knowing there was still one Elite floating around unharmed.
Peter formed, but wasn't happy, "What are you doing?" he pulled Butch away from Medira, "Did I not tell you to leave her alone? Where do you get off, grunt?"
"Grunt? Hold on there! We're executives!" Butch growled, "It's those four that are the grunts of Team Rocket!"
"I don't want to hear it!" he hoisted him up on the wall, "Whatever you did, I'll find out, and beat you for. If you so much as laid one hand on her, you'll be broken in every possible direction. I gave you specific orders not to touch her and you ignored me! You are going to lose you esophagus, you know that?"
"What? We got all the ones you wanted! I didn't even touch her anyway!" Butch snapped.
"Go!" Peter threw him to the side, "Search the house! All of you! Find the rest of them and get their Poke'Balls! Don't come back until you have every single one!" he turned to Medira, "I'm sorry for that ignoramus's idiot games," he helped her stand, "Are you all right?" he ran his right hand through her hair.
A blur washed past Team Rocket as they started to leave. It forced them back into the room as the door slammed shut and locked behind them. Peter was suddenly pushed away and thrown to the floor. He was rolled around under an unseen force and hoisted up onto the wall as the blur slowed and became visible.
"Do not," Jason dug his fingernails into Peter's throat, "touch her."
"Where'd he come from?!" Meowth jumped, "He just appeared from t'in air!"
"Jason," Medira murmured, "Put him down," she walked up beside him and grabbed his wrist, "Please?"
He scowled at Peter and glanced to Medira, "Why?"
"Jason, please," she saw Peter turning blue; an astounding occurrence for him, "Put him down."
"Jason. Kill him," Eevy groaned as she sat up, "Snap him in half."
"Break him to bits," Lance moaned, "Just break him apart, Jason."
"Please don't," Medira squeezed his shoulder, "Please, Jason. For me."
Peter's feet hit the floor and he gagged for air, "I'll deal with you later," Jason kicked the leftover sand in his face and turned on Team Rocket, "Blast off time. Buh-bye," he reached to his belt, but it was empty, "What the hell?"
"You're a sucker, Peruwa," Peter stood up and held his neck with Jason's Poke'Balls around his belt, "A true sucker. I can't really decide whether it's you or Logos who's the bigger fool."
"Peter!" Medira jumped.
"You son of a bitch!" Eevy slammed him from behind, shoving him to the ground with Jason's Poke'Balls rolling away, "I truly hate you, Rubeus! I really, really do!"
"Oh well! No loss to me!" he pushed her off and jumped up, pulling a pocketknife from his boot, "This remind you of something?" he moved the blade so it lit up and Eevy froze solid, "Oh, yes. I'm sure it does. This belonged to Daemeon Luminati. I'm sure it has significant meaning to you."
"Put that away!" Medira shouted, "Please, Peter! Stop it!"
He glanced between Medira and Eevy, "No," he said flatly and swung forward, "This one needs to be out of the picture!"
"Eevy! Watch it!" Lance pushed her away and took the jab in the shoulder.
"Peter! Don't do it!" Medira grabbed his elbow, "Stop hurting my friends! Don't make me hate you!"
"Move!" Peter pushed her away as Lance shoved him to the ground, "What, Dragon Master? Haven't had enough blood loss for today? Fine!" he swung up and sliced Lance up the side of his face.
"Shit!" Lance rolled away and held his face, "You bastard!"
"Stop it, Peter!" Medira jumped as Peter stood shook his vision back into line, "Knock it off, damn it!"
He paused and turned at that, "Why? I thought you wanted to stay with me."
"I would. But why are you doing this?"
"Let's just say God works too slow for me," the blade whirled forward.
Eevy was definitely the target, but her vision was doubled by that slam Rubeus had put her through, "Get out of the way!" Luri struggled to call.
The scream came, but there was no blood. Eevy blinked and felt the very tip of the knife touching directly between her eyes. Beside her, Will panted heavily as the dagger flipped and pointed back at Rubeus, who cocked an eyebrow. He never knew what hit him when his own blade lashed forward. This time there was a rush of heat and a scream. Peter stepped back and stumbled backwards, falling to his knees and staring at the knife now imbedded in his shoulder blade.
"Peter, no!" Medira wailed and jumped to help him.
Before she could reach him, his eyes flared red and his form turned black. He dropped to shadow and zipped away. The dagger dropped with a clatter to the floor where he had been. Team Rocket stepped away, watching the others wearily. A tiny shadow entered the room and saw his Mistress leaning over a bleeding Lance. His left eye started twitching; a sign he was roaring mad. He turned on Team Rocket as a sand-covered Ash stumbled up behind him and spit out a shower of silt. No matter how jealous Vovo was, he wasn't going to let these bumbling fools break his Mistress's heart.
"Lance!" Ash hacked up more sand and jumped over before scowling up at Team Rocket, "Let's go, Pikachu."
"Lance!" Eevy wailed before her head shot up and her eyes burned bright red, "Time to do this, Vovo."
"Please no! We just needed money!" Jen flailed, "Honest!"
"Get a job then!" Ash barked and shot to his feet, "Pikachu, go!"
"How dare you join forces with Rubeus! You were bad enough alone!" Eevy stood up beside him, "Vovo, go!"
"Pikachu! Thunderbolt attack, now!"
"Vovo! Shadow Ball attack, now!"
"Oh, no!" Team Rocket wailed and tried to run.
The Thunderbolt and Shadow Ball rumbled forward, crashing into the floor and shooting Team Rocket into the air, "That's what we get for looking to money first," Persian moaned.
"A bashing by the bimbo brigade!" James whined.
"And a trashing from the twerp trio!" Jessie cried.
"That Rubeus will pay someday!" Butch growled.
"Oh no!" Cassidy bawled, "There go all the Poke'Balls! Yah! The Crystal Bell!"
"'Dis is one heck of a blast!" Meowth shouted.
"You can't honestly enjoy this!" Jen puffed.
"There's one thing I definitely don't enjoy," Mondo moaned, "And that is…"
"Team Rocket's blasting off again!"
"Wobbuffet!"
"Raticate!"
Medira caught the Poke'Balls and stared down at the now red stained dagger laying on the floor, "Peter," she shook her head, "I'm so sorry."
Eevy grabbed the Crystal Bell and jammed it in her pocket, "Lance!" she hugged him around the neck, "Please be all right!"
"It's just a cut!" he coughed over her shoulder, "Please let me breathe!"
"I'm so sorry! You saved me twice!" she tightened her grip even more, "Thank you!"
"All right, all right! Let me have some air!" she gave him some air but cut him off again with a heavy kiss; this, of course, he did not protest to.
"I'm sorry, Medira," Jason put his arms around her from behind, "So sorry."
"It's not your fault," she turned around and put her arms around him, "Thanks for trying, anyway," she was about to apologize to Eevy and Lance, but decided not to, due to the fact they were still kissing.
Eevy sat up and smiled before a thought struck her, "Will," she jumped up and helped Will stand up, "You saved my life! I'd be kibble if it wasn't for you."
"Yeah, well," he reddened slightly and looked off to Luri who just struggled to shrug, "I wasn't going to let that thing hit you or anything."
"Thanks just the same," she stretched and kissed him, "Don't get used to that."
He stood frozen for a minute, mouth slightly puffed out and eyes wide open, "Yeah. You're welcome. I think…"
"OK, Don Juan," Luri grunted, "Could you please strain yourself to help me?"
Will left with Luri for the Pokemon Center and Ash, Pikachu, Vovo, Lance and Eevy went to help everyone up and to get him to Kratos for his wounds. Jason surveyed the damage and shook his head. They were going to need to patch the roof where Team Rocket blasted off and also to fix the floor where Pikachu and Vovo gave them the boost. Medira stepped quietly up behind him and ran her hands up his back. He straightened and loosened immediately and turned slowly around.
"Maybe we should check for injuries," he gave an evil smile, "One of us could be hurt."
She smiled wickedly, "That's one option."
"We should find a less public place," he grinned again, "It could get ugly."
"Lead the way," she stepped back and let him go first, "Maybe I should start calling you doctor."
"There are a few…other usable names."
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"Oh, shit," Peter cringed and looked at his red shoulder.
It wasn't red from fire today, but from blood. He had forgotten Will could throw things as well as stop them. He kept pressure on the wound and forced fire through his arm to heal it quicker. He grunted as the flames started sealing off the knife wound and nearly blacked out as the skin started reforming.
"Holy geez," he was actually sweating as it totally healed, "Oh damn," he fell backwards on the snow as some of it burned away, "She's going to hate me forever. I had to go and screw around. Never send grunts to do a Boss's job. I should never have had them do my job. Stupid Team Rocket!" he clutched his shoulder, "Thanks to that Butch, I've been utterly ruined. Thanks, Team Rocket. She used to love me."
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"I do not believe you bumbling fools messed up again!" Giovanni's voice rolled through the arena.
"Yes, sir," Jessie, James, Cassidy, Butch, Jen, Mondo, Persian and Meowth chimed together.
"You call yourselves members of the notorious Team Rocket and you can't even get a few simple Pokemon!"
"Yes, sir."
"You didn't even do what Master Rubeus asked you to, did you?"
"No, sir."
"You imbeciles! You absolute idiots! How dumb can one get?"
"Row reow!" Persian called in from his right side.
"We don't know, sir."
"To find the answer, look in a mirror sometime! Get out there and get me some Pokemon! Now! I won't accept another failure!"
"Yes, sir!" they saluted and dashed out the door.
"Those idiots don't deserve a spot in Team Rocket. Bumbling fools is the only way to even lightly portray them. And that's being polite. The only one even remotely competent is that Mondo boy."
"Reow row reow!" Persian agreed.
"I suppose he takes after his uncle," he laughed once, "He certainly didn't get it from my brother."
The Next Chronicle:
Without A Forethought
Notes
O...K...You don't want to even ask. This is one of those less important, boring filler-parts. I'm getting more and more like the anime every day o_O Well, I have nothing to say, except that I'll be releasing a new special called "Versus!" next week that you should read before you read the next two chapters I'll post a few days after. But, I said that at the top, so...That's all for now!
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One quick note; I don't own anything in relation to Zelda or Pokemon. Aheh...