"I don't know
about this, Butch."
Cassidy frowned as she watched her partner
gel his teal hair until it reached its usual sheen.
"It's perfect,
Cass. The best way to split up a couple is to tempt them with someone else
who is considerably better looking than the one they're with."
He smirked at her in the mirror.
"James may be
a pretty boy, but I'm a real man. Tall, handsome, rugged—every girl's dream."
"Yeah right,"
Cassidy rolled her eyes. "Butch, Jessie doesn't even like you."
"But she will
once she tastes these lips," he winked, leaning close to her and puckering
up. "Wanna test 'em?"
"Not a chance!"
Cassidy growled, pushing his face away roughly.
Meowth's punishment
for his earlier behavior was that he had to watch his human companions
being all mushy and lovey dovey. It sickened him to actually watch, but
he took his torture. He really did feel bad for what he had said, and decided
to make it up to them by being very, very supportive of the relationship.
"Yous two make
da cutest couple," he said at lunch. "Yep, I can see yous lastin' for a
long time!"
Jessie and James smiled at each other,
then at the cat.
"We certainly
hope so."
Meowth nodded enthusiastically.
"Yep, I'll bet
yous two will get married one day. It'll be such a beautiful wedding. Meowth
will help to set everything up, don't yous worry!"
Jessie and James laughed nervously at
the idea of marriage; sweatdrops rolling down their temples.
"Uh, Meowth,"
Jessie said, "isn't this at least a few years away?"
"Yes,
but ya gotta plan dese t'ings out ahead of time," he replied, matter-of-factly.
"Now, how many kids do ya think you'll have? I say about two…or eight."
"Eight?!" the
couple choked.
"Dey'll be such
cute kids, won't dey? I'll be their Uncle Meowth and I'll teach dem all
da necessities of life!"
As Meowth continued to ramble on about
their romantic future, Jessie and James exchanged glances.
"I'm starting
to think we should've kept it to ourselves," James whispered and Jessie
nodded her head in agreement.
Later that day,
Jessie was walking down the hallways of HQ when she heard a voice.
"Hey there,
Jessie."
Jessie recognized the voice (who wouldn't?)
and cringed before stopping and turning to look at him.
"What do you
want, Butch?" she snapped.
"You're always
so friendly," he remarked, standing before her. "You must be so tired,
Jessie."
She raised an eyebrow, a frown on her
face.
"Because you've
been running through my mind all day."
Jessie scoffed at his lame pick-up line
and started to turn away.
"Save it for
someone easy like your partner, Butch."
Butch got a hold on her wrist and turned
her back around.
"Come on, Jessie.
Let's put our differences behind us. You know what we both want…"
"I'm pretty
sure what you want is the exact opposite of what I want," she said threateningly.
"Don't play
hard to get, I can see how you feel in your eyes. There's a fire burning
inside of them…"
"Yeah, and let
me show you why—"
He cut her off, delivering a firm kiss
onto her ruby red lips. Her burning eyes narrowed into slits and she clenched
her fingers and balled her hand into a fist.
PUNCH!!
"I really hate
them both…ow!"
"Stop moving
your head!" Cassidy chided, tilting his head back and holding a handkerchief
up to his bleeding nose. His eyes met hers and he saw the amused look on
her face.
"Go ahead and
say 'I told you so' in that haughty tone of yours," he grumbled.
"No, no," she
said, shaking her head. "It was a good idea…we just chose the wrong person
to try it on. Jessie's too…tough. We aren't gonna get her to fall for such
temptation. James, however…"
Butch's eyes widened.
"I am NOT going
to kiss James!"
"Not you! We
need a girl for this, since apparently he doesn't like guys. Though I personally
can't see the difference between a man and Jessie…"
"I can," Butch
said, lustfully.
Cassidy scowled and bonked him on his
very sore nose.
"Ow!"
End of chapter three