Chapter 3
Despite the beat up look of the cabin, the inside was immaculate. It looked like an old general store. There was a redwood picnic table and benches set up against one wall underneath pictures of desert landscapes taken by the owner. By the other wall there was a shelf full of the latest magazines, a trio of vending machines selling typical junk food, drinks, the third contained dehydrated foods such as noodles and soup mixes. Next to these were a pair of arcade machines. The oldest was simply titled 19XX while the newer one was Rival School Remix. Morse yelled "Jack I know you're here wake up and get down here." He then turned to Ash and the gang and said, "He always sleeps in like this. But he's 60 so what are you going to do." Max said, "he's that old and he's still hauling people across the desert?" "Lets just say he likes to stay very active" replied Morse bluntly.
Suddenly a figure emerged from behind the counter. He certainly didn't look 60. His acid yellow hair was spiked in all directions and he looked like he hadn't slept in a week. He stated "Yeh, what do you all want?" Ash exclaimed, "Is that Jack?" May said, "if it is I want to know what products he's using to stay so young." Morse stared at May and said, "that's not him." Then he looked at the man and said "Who the hell are you?" The stranger smiled a cat like grin and said, "I'm Peter, Jack's grandson." Morse said, "Jack never told me he had a grandson." Peter replied, "we were never very close. Just a week ago he had a stroke and took what you might call his final journey." Brock said "I'm sorry." Peter smiled and said "before he died he left me his business. You're the first customers I've had. Tell you what, I'll haul you across the desert for half price, sort of a grand opening special." Everyone nodded in appreciation.
Morse glanced at Peter taking his measure and said, "are you sure your up to taking Jacks place and can drive that vehicle", pointing out the window at the half track. Ash added, "if his grandfather could do it how difficult could it be for him?"
Meanwhile outside everyone's favorite moron brigade, Jesse, James and Meowth were looking at the cabin through a pair of bargain binoculars. Jesse stated "looks like the twerps are trying to get across the desert." Meowth said in his usual accent, "well we can't fly over the desert, we can't see through all that dam sand, and I don't think walking is a good idea." Jesse said, "we're going to have to hitch a ride with the twerps." James stated, "how are suppose to do that, we are all out of disguises?" Jesse then dragged them from behind there hiding place and dragged them to the side of the bus where there was an open luggage compartment the size of three steamer trunks. Meowth and James stated, "your kidding right? It's going to be like an oven in there." Jesse said "I'm prepared. She then ripped off her gear to reveal a swimsuit. "It will be just like a sauna, only for free. Just think of the benefits to your skin." James looked a Meowth and whispered, "Is it just me or are our plans getting more and more pathetic?" The next thing the three idiots heard was the cabin door opening and they piled into the luggage compartment shutting the overhead door behind them.
Ash and the gang walked out of the cabin. Peter remarked "all aboard". The journey had begun. An hour later they were in the middle of the desert. They couldn't see anything ahead of them. Morse was working on his laptop. Max was reading a book on Pokemon biology, Brock was reading Pokemon breeding for dummies version 5.5, and May was getting some beauty sleep. Ash looked up at the driver and said, "how much longer until we are clear of the desert?" Pikachu sitting on his trainers shoulder squeaked in agreement to this. Morse looking up from his work said "Yeh Peter what's going on?" Max questioned in a pleading voice, "Please tell me were not lost". Peter said, "were not lost". Brock cut him off saying, "then when are we going to be at the other end of the desert?" Peter then opened the glove compartment taking out a respirator mask similar to those that haz- mat crews use and put it over his nose and mouth. Morse became alarmed and yelled, "What the hell are you doing?" Peter simply said, "Sorry folks-one way trip." He then pressed a button beneath the steering wheel. The cabin of the bus quickly filled with a green colored gas. Before anyone could react they all dropped to the floor in a gas induced sleep. Surprisingly, May never knew what had occurred having been asleep already. Peter then pressed another button expelling the gas through the bus exhaust pipe.
About an hour later the bus came to a cave. The bus entered and drove up to what seemed to be cavern wall. The wall literally sunk into the base of the cave revealing a parking garage entrance ramp. The bus drove down the spiral ramp for a minute and came out in a massive open garage filled with jeeps, utility vehicles and waiting were a half dozen men in dark tan jumpsuits. Over their hearts was a circular patch with a double T and behind the T's was a lightening bolt.
The bus door opened and Peter stepped out going up to one of uniformed men. "Lieutenant Kennedy, I have retrieved the test subjects the Doctor ordered. Killing the old man and rigging the bus was way too easy." The Lieutenant stated, "Well done. I can see that someone is gunning for a promotion." Just then Dr. Bailey's voiced boomed over the intercom, "I see from the security cameras that our newest recruits have arrived. Bring one to the B.O.W. Lab immediately. Put the rest in the detention level until I give further instructions." Peter said to Kennedy, "So which one should we bring to Dr. Bizzaro first?" Kennedy took a swig from a flask of liquor that he always kept and looked in the bus directly at May's sleeping form. Kennedy who was now mildly drunk as usual laughed saying, "You know the old saying Pete, Ladies First." Peter laughed and went into the bus hosting May over his shoulder taking her out of the bus and through a pair of double doors across the motor pool. Kennedy looked at the rest of his men and said slurring his words, "what are you all staring at, help me haul these punks down to the detention level on B7."
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Despite the beat up look of the cabin, the inside was immaculate. It looked like an old general store. There was a redwood picnic table and benches set up against one wall underneath pictures of desert landscapes taken by the owner. By the other wall there was a shelf full of the latest magazines, a trio of vending machines selling typical junk food, drinks, the third contained dehydrated foods such as noodles and soup mixes. Next to these were a pair of arcade machines. The oldest was simply titled 19XX while the newer one was Rival School Remix. Morse yelled "Jack I know you're here wake up and get down here." He then turned to Ash and the gang and said, "He always sleeps in like this. But he's 60 so what are you going to do." Max said, "he's that old and he's still hauling people across the desert?" "Lets just say he likes to stay very active" replied Morse bluntly.
Suddenly a figure emerged from behind the counter. He certainly didn't look 60. His acid yellow hair was spiked in all directions and he looked like he hadn't slept in a week. He stated "Yeh, what do you all want?" Ash exclaimed, "Is that Jack?" May said, "if it is I want to know what products he's using to stay so young." Morse stared at May and said, "that's not him." Then he looked at the man and said "Who the hell are you?" The stranger smiled a cat like grin and said, "I'm Peter, Jack's grandson." Morse said, "Jack never told me he had a grandson." Peter replied, "we were never very close. Just a week ago he had a stroke and took what you might call his final journey." Brock said "I'm sorry." Peter smiled and said "before he died he left me his business. You're the first customers I've had. Tell you what, I'll haul you across the desert for half price, sort of a grand opening special." Everyone nodded in appreciation.
Morse glanced at Peter taking his measure and said, "are you sure your up to taking Jacks place and can drive that vehicle", pointing out the window at the half track. Ash added, "if his grandfather could do it how difficult could it be for him?"
Meanwhile outside everyone's favorite moron brigade, Jesse, James and Meowth were looking at the cabin through a pair of bargain binoculars. Jesse stated "looks like the twerps are trying to get across the desert." Meowth said in his usual accent, "well we can't fly over the desert, we can't see through all that dam sand, and I don't think walking is a good idea." Jesse said, "we're going to have to hitch a ride with the twerps." James stated, "how are suppose to do that, we are all out of disguises?" Jesse then dragged them from behind there hiding place and dragged them to the side of the bus where there was an open luggage compartment the size of three steamer trunks. Meowth and James stated, "your kidding right? It's going to be like an oven in there." Jesse said "I'm prepared. She then ripped off her gear to reveal a swimsuit. "It will be just like a sauna, only for free. Just think of the benefits to your skin." James looked a Meowth and whispered, "Is it just me or are our plans getting more and more pathetic?" The next thing the three idiots heard was the cabin door opening and they piled into the luggage compartment shutting the overhead door behind them.
Ash and the gang walked out of the cabin. Peter remarked "all aboard". The journey had begun. An hour later they were in the middle of the desert. They couldn't see anything ahead of them. Morse was working on his laptop. Max was reading a book on Pokemon biology, Brock was reading Pokemon breeding for dummies version 5.5, and May was getting some beauty sleep. Ash looked up at the driver and said, "how much longer until we are clear of the desert?" Pikachu sitting on his trainers shoulder squeaked in agreement to this. Morse looking up from his work said "Yeh Peter what's going on?" Max questioned in a pleading voice, "Please tell me were not lost". Peter said, "were not lost". Brock cut him off saying, "then when are we going to be at the other end of the desert?" Peter then opened the glove compartment taking out a respirator mask similar to those that haz- mat crews use and put it over his nose and mouth. Morse became alarmed and yelled, "What the hell are you doing?" Peter simply said, "Sorry folks-one way trip." He then pressed a button beneath the steering wheel. The cabin of the bus quickly filled with a green colored gas. Before anyone could react they all dropped to the floor in a gas induced sleep. Surprisingly, May never knew what had occurred having been asleep already. Peter then pressed another button expelling the gas through the bus exhaust pipe.
About an hour later the bus came to a cave. The bus entered and drove up to what seemed to be cavern wall. The wall literally sunk into the base of the cave revealing a parking garage entrance ramp. The bus drove down the spiral ramp for a minute and came out in a massive open garage filled with jeeps, utility vehicles and waiting were a half dozen men in dark tan jumpsuits. Over their hearts was a circular patch with a double T and behind the T's was a lightening bolt.
The bus door opened and Peter stepped out going up to one of uniformed men. "Lieutenant Kennedy, I have retrieved the test subjects the Doctor ordered. Killing the old man and rigging the bus was way too easy." The Lieutenant stated, "Well done. I can see that someone is gunning for a promotion." Just then Dr. Bailey's voiced boomed over the intercom, "I see from the security cameras that our newest recruits have arrived. Bring one to the B.O.W. Lab immediately. Put the rest in the detention level until I give further instructions." Peter said to Kennedy, "So which one should we bring to Dr. Bizzaro first?" Kennedy took a swig from a flask of liquor that he always kept and looked in the bus directly at May's sleeping form. Kennedy who was now mildly drunk as usual laughed saying, "You know the old saying Pete, Ladies First." Peter laughed and went into the bus hosting May over his shoulder taking her out of the bus and through a pair of double doors across the motor pool. Kennedy looked at the rest of his men and said slurring his words, "what are you all staring at, help me haul these punks down to the detention level on B7."
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