...until Meowth happened. "James, you and Ash should go to the computer now." "Oh okay." James and Ash appeared at the computer. "What the hell?" James asked. Well, it DOES have a question mark on the end. Ash sat down at the computer and read. "Der-uh, what are you and Jesse doing in this sto-ree?" "Lemme see that." He pushed Ash to Utah and sat down in the swivel chair. His expression was inquisitive ('curious' for illiterate idiots) at first, but after perusing three more paragraphs, his mouth formed a mischevious grin. "What, der-uh?" Ash asked stupidly. He tried reading over James's shoulder, but he kicked him out of the way. "You're like four, you can't read this stuff," he said, licking his lips, "the NC-17 section." "Hey, you're, like, being all testosteroney (the Sanfrancisco Treat) like you are in other fics, like TOTALLY outta character," Ash surprisingly observed, but speaking in a Valley Girl accent so it canceled it out. "Shaddup, will ya?" James said, rolling the scroll button down. "I'm TRYING ta concentrate here! This's some good stuff! And it's FREE!" Ash flopped on the ground like a Magikarp. Mondo came in and exploded. Ash and James turned to the brown locks of hair gently floating down, looked sadly to the ground, then started talking about cars. "I have a V-8 Splash engine." "Well I have 256 Horsea power." Ba-boom cha. Meowth came in and gave James his old personality back. James sat there for a second, then looked at the computer screen again. "People ACTUALLY think Jesse and I would make a good couple?!" he swelled his chest up. "I think I have enough courage to finally ask her out on a date!" Ash sat on James's leg. "I want a chicken, and a duckie, and a pillow, and a new Pikachu..." Pikachu came in and thundershocked Gimli. Then he died. It doesn't matter which one you take to be dying, either. Ash walked on all fours over to James. "Do you like Jesse?" James blushed and turned his head slightly away. "Yes, but I've ALWAYS been TOO AFRAID to ask her, because I'm FRIGHTENED that she might TURN ME DOWN."

Meowth came in and slapped Gimli. "James, you can't say that! One, it's cliche, and two, IT'S IN EVERY FRICKIN' ROCKETSHIPPER FIC ON THE WEB." "Oh." James shook Meowth's hand. "Thanks for telling me how I feel." "Anytime. Oh, and by the way,WHY THE HELL DOES NOBODY EVER PUT ME-OWTH IN THEIR STORY?! JUST BECAUSE I'M BLACK, RIGHT? YOU NASTY WHITE TRASH, BEING NAZIS AND KKK. NO MORE FASCIST USA. AM I LIKE A TURNOFF OR SOMETHING?" James looked nervously around. "Have you actually WATCHED the show, Meowth? HOW many times have I had the chance to be alone with Jesse, if it weren't for you? She could have know how I really feel..." The feline Pokemon slapped Gimli again. "You're doing it again! But yeah, I feel kinda bad 'bout yous two never gettin' togedah causa me." He started crying. James hugged him. "It's okay, you're both equally my friends, I'd never wish either one of you away!" Ash sat there, looking at them with a Ditto expression on his face. Meowth clawed him until he stopped, then they both lived ever after.