And we return to our story with these announcements:

Eternalreaperkid: Be a BIT more imaginative with your reviews! -

Tear22: I'm very very talented, I know, I know. Thanks for letting me know I'm improving…Butch and Cassidy are great fun.

Neo Namco: Glad you enjoyed it. Likewise, I don't usually read Ash/Misty stories! - Diversity…you gotta love it.

BansheeGirl: Yes, I'm back! I thought it was funny too…- I shal never again abandon Butch and Cassidy, they're so much fun to play with!

R12: Yes, Team Rocket are pathetic…feel sorry for them. Thanks for you review, keep reading!

Scene 3

Enter Meowth.

"Hi you two…did you put the vodka in his drink?" asked the cat of Butch and Cassidy. Butch blinked.

"Vodka?"

"Oh yeah!" remembered Cassidy. "We still have this large, cheap bottle of vodka!"

"And we have large, cheap drinking glasses!" cried Jessie, grinning.

"That could mean only one thing!" said Cassidy. James nodded.

"Every time you get a curse, you take a drink!" he said, looking satisfied.

"Uh…no, that's not what I had in mind," said Cassidy. "I was thinking…me and Butch get all of you drunk and escape with your wallets and possibly your hairspray."

"Not my hairspray!" cried James in distress.

"Don't you mean Pokemon?" queried Butch.

"Why would we want their Pokemon?" replied Cassidy, sniggering. Jessie coughed and brought out a large stuffed owl. "Give me back Mr Snuffle Feathers!" Cassidy wailed. The rest of the group burst into howls of laughter.

"Buy him back," demanded Jessie.

"How much?" said Cassidy, with a sort of desperation.

"1000000000000000000000000 yen," said Jessie. "Or you could keep playing." Cassidy mentally scanned her purse and realised she only had eight and a half yen left from her last bulk-buy of hairspray.

"I'll play," she said. Jessie handed her back Mr Snuffle Feathers and she buried her face in him happily. "I've been looking all over for you!" said Cassidy happily. "Don't you dare leave me again!"

"Did you know she had that owl?" asked James.

"If I had known, I would be richer than I am now," said Butch. "Jessie has the right idea. Blackmail is the way forwards." Jessie raised a tumbler of vodka.

"To blackmail!" she said happily. "Right, Meowth, you're playing too."

"No way," said Meowth blankly. Jessie sighed in a way that deeply frightened Meowth. "You have stuff on me too!"

"Only the fact that you once hit on James in drag, stole my underwear and chatted Butch up online using the alias 'Sexy Rita'," said Jessie, as if it was nothing.

"Rita's a fake!" wept Butch into Mr Snuffle Feathers.

"OK…now you've blackmailed everyone here except me, can we just play?" asked James plaintively. In a sidetone, he aid to Jessie, "Do you have stuff on me?"

"Would I store blackmail on my best friend?" asked Jessie innocently.

"Yes."

"Only that incident in the broom cupboard last Christmas party," said Jessie reassuringly. James blushed furiously.

"I swear I didn't know it was a vacuum cleaner!" he said.

"I believe you," aid Jessie, concealing a grin.

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Scene 4

Ten long minutes later…

Cassidy, James and Meowth all had 1 spell card, 1 curse and four different charm cards each.

Butch had 2 spell cards, 4 curses and 6 charm cards. Unfortunately, 3 of his charm cards are Nimbus 2000s.

Jessie, to no one's surprise, was winning, with 2 spells, 5 curses and 10 charms. Unfortunately, she was stuck on the final question, and was getting more drunk by the second as the curses piled up.

"OK, final question Jessie, hope you get it right and FINALLY get into the Ravenclaw common room," said James, sounding completely unlike Chris Tarrent in that Chris Tarrent probably isn't gay.

"You've only been stood outside for the last three turns," said Cassidy in a bored tone. Jessie hiccupped. It was a good thing James had taken over as quiz master because Jessie wasn't in a fit state for reading anymore.

"What did Hagrid give Harry for Christmas?" asked James.

"A wand he wittled hisssself…" said Jessie, her eyelids half closing.

"A wooden flute," said James, throwing away the question card. "You get a curse." They all watched as Jessie drank clumsily, spilling most of it down her front and somehow over Butch. How this was managed is a moot point, since Butch was sat nowhere near her and was currently having a nice drink of milk.

"OK Butch, your turn," said James. Butch wiped his milky moustache and sat back down. He rolled the dice and landed on a green three headed dog. This should have been a clue, but milk always had a bad effect on Butch, who was slightly lactose intolerant. So when he was asked what was unusual about Fluffy, he had no idea. Cassidy thumped him.

"He's got three heads, you dolt!" she snapped. Butch smiled blearily at her. "And stop drinking milk!" Butch sleepily took a curse, oblivious to the fact that his throat was slowly closing due to the bad bad milk. They continued playing. Butch's breathing worsened, then settled down as the effects of the milk wore off. By the time Jessie's turn rolled around again, they noticed that she had fallen asleep with her head resting on James's crutch.

"Let's take advantage of her!" said Meowth. They all looked disgusted. "NOT LIKE THAT!" he yelled.

"You steal her underwear…" said Butch slowly.

"I don't like Jessie!" yelled Meowth. "What I meant was, let's take our twisted revenge for all the blackmail!" The still looked disgusted. Meowth sighed. "We put her and James in compromising positions, take photos, and use them as pay back."

"But…but I'm still awake!" said James nervously. Jessie snored from somewhere around his crotch. Cassidy and Meowth gathered around to watch as Butch force fed him vodka. Then he set free a level 5 Clefairy and ordered it to use Sing.

"Was the vodka really necessary?" said Cassidy.

"He calls me Botch!" Cassidy smiled.

"I love you for you evilness," she admitted, satisfying millions of Neoshippers. Butch blushed. Meowth rolled his eyes.

Then they all spent a fun ten minutes taking photos of the happy couple in decidedly non-platonic positions.

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Next morning…

Jessie and James screamed.

Meowth laughed and flicked through a batch of Polaroid pictures. "We should really play board games more often," he said happily.