Life: I'm really sorry it took me so long to update. I've had a lot of unfunny things happening to me lately, including that both my sister and I have been hospitalized recently, and it's kind of hard to write humor in a hospital. But I'm back now, and I'll try to get back on the ball. This chapter is inexcusably short, but I am going to post a long one tomorrow, I promise. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter!
Six: Straight Jackets May Be Needed
"You knock," Jessie ordered.
"But I don't want to!" James protested in a whiny voice.
Jessie sighed and smoothed her hair. "You don't expect me to knock on the twerp's door, do you? Now get yourself over there and knock."
James slowly approached the door. He raised a fist--and then turned and ran back.
"You idiot!" Jessie yelled. "Can't you even knock on a door?"
"I don't want to! What if Pikachu electrocutes us?" James whined.
"Dey wouldn' do dat cuz da tweyp's mudda 'nvited us," Meowth reminded.
James crept up to the door again. He stared at it in fear.
"Argh!" Jessie growled. She came up and threw James out of the way. "You are such a moron!" She banged on the door.
Ash opened it and scowled out. "You don't have the right to knock so hard unless you're the police," he told them with a glare.
"Out of my way, twerp," Jessie said, shoving him aside and sauntering in. James and Meowth followed.
The room fell silent. Everyone stared at Team Rocket like they were aliens.
"What?" Jessie demanded. "We were invited like you all!"
"What possessed Ms. Ketchum?" Brock said, half to himself.
Everyone moved slightly away from Team Rocket, except for Lia, who was just watching them with one eyebrow raised. Ash glared at them as he went into the kitchen to check on dinner's progress.
"I hope you guys don't plan on eating Ms. Delia out of house and home this time," Jenny said to them.
Jessie glared at Jenny. "Who gave you the right to talk to us like that, you older twerp?" she demanded.
Jenny smirked and crossed her arms. "Who gave you the right to look like there's ketchup squirting out of your head?"
Jessie's face flamed with anger as she grabbed her hair. "I'll have you know that this will be the hairstyle someday!" she yelled.
"Yeah, if you live in hell," Jenny replied.
No one dared interrupt. Even Maia and Elizabeth. They just watched.
"I don't believe your nerve!" Jessie shouted. "You come in here with a plain-Jane ponytail and accuse me of having a bad hairstyle?!"
"Yes, because I don't look like a doofus," Jenny answered, not raising her voice a notch.
Jessie looked like a beast ready to strike.
"Now, Jessie, there's no reason to fight--" James tried to interject.
"You shut up! I'll deal with her!!" Jessie roared at him. She turned to face Jenny, smoke pouring from her nostrils.
Misty got between them. "All right, you two, stop it!" she ordered. "Miss Ketchum is going through all the trouble to make a nice meal for us and we have no right to ruin it before it begins! If you guys really want to fight then do it outside where nothing gets broken, all right?"
"I wasn't planning on fighting anyhow," Jenny said.
"I WAS PLANNING TO," Jessie growled.
The doorbell rang, and the spectators breathed sighs of relief. Mr. Mime swept its way to the door and opened it.
"Well, hello, everyone," Professor Oak said as he came into the house. Tracey followed.
"Hi, Professor!" Ash said as he came out of the kitchen. "Hi, Tracey!"
Tracey waved cheerfully. Both he and Professor Oak had no idea what had just gone down. But, unfortunately for them and everyone else, more pandemonium was right around the corner.
In dinner.
Life: And there ends another chapter!
