White Pony: Sorry for the long wait, my lovely reviewers. Disclaimer Dude, you do your thing.

Disclaimer Dude: White Pony doesn't own Poke'mon, the Jolly Green Giant, American Idol or its three judges, Hank Williams or any other references.

White Pony: Just don't hurt me for the delay.

Chapter Eleven: Party on, Dudes!

"Can somebody stop that crazy sandwich?" Rita screamed.

"Zubat, Confuse Ray!" someone yelled.

"Zuuuuubat!" (Heeere's Johnny!) cried Zubat as he used Confuse Ray on the demented sandwich.

"I am the Jolly Green Giant!" the sandwich proclaimed as it jumped off of the ship and was eaten by the rabid Tentacruel.

The sandwich's former victims breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"Thanks for helping us out, dude!" Jessica happily thanked the Zubat's trainer who resembled a male cooltrainer.

"Don't thank me. Thank Zubat," he looked at his Zubat who blushed with embarrassment, "He did most of the work."

Jessica and her Poke'mon said their "thank yous", but Rita was silent. For she had a dreamy expression on her face.

"Rita? What do you say?" Jessica said to Rita like a mother trying to teach her child manners, "Rita?"

"Yeah..." Rita replied blankly.

"You're welcome. By the way, my name is Jake."

"Hi, Jake! I'm Jessica, this is my partner Purge. This is Lakota, Bazaar, and Shetan!"

"Sweet nicknames."

"Thanks!" Jessica turned to Rita, "And Miss Peanut Butter Mouth here is Rita."

"What!" Rita snapped out of her trance.

"Hey, Rita." Jake suddenly saved Jessica from a bashing by gaining Rita's attention, "What kind of Poke'mon do you have?"

"I only have two, both of them birds." Rita replied.

"Yeah? I have a bird too." Jake took out a Poke'ball and released a one-headed Doduo, "This is 'Doduno', my best friend."

Rita gazed at Doduno in admiration, "She's very cute!"

"Thanks! How did you know that Doduno is a 'she'?"

"Easy, male Doduos have a brownish plumage and females have a more tawny tint."

Jessica wasn't paying attention, she was too busy mingling with other trainers.

"No way! Cheese is much smarter than grapes!" she said to a random trainer.

"What are you talking about? Who are you?" the random trainer replied. Her Poke'mon, however, watched the chemistry between Rita and Jake build. Except for Lakota, who was devouring the sugar cubes at the beverage table.

"That's amazing." Jake said in awe, "You sure do know a lot about bird Poke'mon."

"Bird Poke'mon are my favorite." said Rita.

"Yeah? Mine too!"

"No way!" Rita exclaimed.

"Yay." Rita giggled. She and Jake gazed into each other's eyes for a moment.

"KAREOKE TIME!" someone yelled on the speaker.

"Whoooo!" Jessica quickly dashed away to the stage to sing in front of everyone, "PICK ME! I WANNA SING! PICK ME! PICK MEEE!"

"Oi." Rita's hand hit her forehead as she groaned with embarrassment.

Jake, however, laughed in amusement, "Come on, Rita, let's cheer her on."

"Er...sure...," Rita replied while following Jake to the front row, dreading Jessica's attempt to entertain the full crowd of kareoke fans and the three judges from American Idol that somehow managed to find themselves aboard. They were most likely there for the free food. Purge and the others too, seemed embarrassed and denied the fact that they knew her when they were questioned by other Poke'mon. Except for Lakota, who was participating in a sugar chugging contest.

Jessica sand somewhat off-key to a few of Hank Williams' country/western songs. She had to be dragged off the stage and directed towards the all-you-can-eat buffet in order to keep her from resisting. She began to gorge herself on cheese and calamari.

"Well," Jake began, "That wasn't as bad as you thought, wasn't it, Rita?"

"Yeah," Rita replied, "It was worse."

"Oh, lighten up will you?" Jake playfully nudged Rita.

"Great party! Isn't it, Rita? Yeah!" Jessica popped up between Rita and Jake so suddenly, startling them.

"Pardon , madam," a French waitress holding a tray of fried shrimp appeared, "Vould you care to try some of zee fried shrimp?"

"YOU BET!" Jessica said in excitement as she took a couple of pieces of fried butterfly shrimp from the platter, "Nice fake French accent, sir!"

"Ma'am!" the French waitress tried her best to restrain her anger.

"Ma'am, sorry. You're halfway there of sounding like the real thing."

The French waitress' eyes twitched in anger and she angrily smashed the tray hard onto the floor, gaining everyone's attention.

"STUPID TV ADVERTISEMENT!" she roared, "Those tapes guaranteed that we would learn French, accent and all in twelve seconds!"

"Que?" said another waiter that suddenly appeared.

"Idiot!" the waitress hissed and she slapped the waiter.

"What happened to your fake French accent? Jessica asked and she shoved pieces of popcorn chicken into her mouth.

Rita, Jack, Purge, and the others except for Lakota who was still chugging sugar, sweatdropped. The waitress payed no heed to her.

"What language tape did you order?" she demanded of her male companion.

"Espanole." he replied.

"Spanish?"

"Si."

"Stop speaking Spanish, Roy!" she bellowed angrily. Then she realized that she had blown Roy's cover. Rita and Jessica's Poke'mon gasped.

"Okay! Okay!" Roy cried desperately to avoid another bashing in the head, "Sorry, Jean!"

"It's you again!" Rita accused the waitress and waiter.

"Who?" Jake asked.

"Team Rocket!"

"Numbskulls!" a Farfetch'd appeared and scolded Jean, "Ya blew our cover, Jean!"

"That's my job!" Roy whined.

"Doesn't matter now! Time for the motto!"

"Jake, I highly advise you to cover your ears for this." Rita advised as the theme music began playing.

"It can't be that bad."

"To protect the world from dangerous freaks!"

"To pelt them all with smelly meats!"

"To relinquish society of junk mail!"

"To go to the mall and see what's on sale!"

"Jean!" Jean ripped off her waitress uniform to reveal her Rocket uniform.

"Roy!" Roy also stripped his waiter uniform, but to reveal a tuxedo instead. Then he ripped off the tuxedo to reveal a pink tutu. Finally when he ripped off the pink tutu, his Rocket uniform was revealed.

"Team Rocket blast off with speed and might!"

"Surrender now or prepare to fight!"

"Farfetch'd!" Farfetch'd cried proudly, "Dat's right!"

After some constructive criticism from the three judges from American Idol, Jean angrily tossed Simon Cowell overboard and he was mauled by the rabid Tentacruel.

"You three look familiar." Jessica commented as she gazed at Team Rocket while finishing her bucket of popcorn chicken.

"You've gotta be kidding me." Jean said in irritation.

"Pikachu." (I wish.)

"Jean... Roy... Psyduck."

"Farfetch'd!"

"...Jean... Roy... Psyduck... Farfetch'd..." Jessica attempted to correct herself. Everyone else facefaulted, "You guys are the 'Three Ninjas'!"

"NO!" Jean bellowed.

"Three blind mice?"

"Unbelievable... She's even dumba dan you, Roy." said Farfetch'd, "An I didn't think dat was possible!"

"Yay! I'm not the dumbest person we know!" Roy rejoiced.

"Never mind! Poke'mon battle!" Jean let out her Sandshrew and Roy released his Cuebone.

"Why should we battle you?" Jake asked, "You didn't even ask if we wanted to battle."

"Give us your Poke'mon and you won't have to battle."

"No way!"

"Yay! Meowth fight!" Jessica bounced up and down excitedly.

"Let me handle this, Jake." Rita offered, "We still have some unfinished business to take care of."

"Pika?" (We?)

Rita released Spearow and Pidgeotto, "Alright, guys, time to avenge your last defeat! Go!"

"Spear!" (Yeah!)

"Geottooo!" (Alright!)

Spearow swooped down several times at Sandshrew with his Fury Attack until she fainted. Pidgeotto delivered a critical hit Quick Attack on Cuebone and knocked him out.

"Yay!" Jessica cheered.

"Pikachu!" (Yay, Rita!)

"Awesome!" exclaimed Jake. Rita's spirits soared with her bird Poke'mon at the sound of Jake's voice praising their performance.

Jessica's other Poke'mon were chowing down at the all-you-can-eat buffet. Jessica briefly went back the buffet to stock up on jumbo fried shrimp, breaded mozzarella sticks, cheesy garlic bread, and ball park franks. She has good taste in food doesn't she?

"Farfetch'd! I'll beat da two of youse like last time!" Farfetch'd lunged forward, armed with his leek and ready to strike.

"Spearow, Leer! Pidgeotto, Wing Attack!" Rita ordered.

Spearow gave Farfetch'd a threatening glare that lowered his defense, then Pidgeotto struck him fast with her Wing Attack.

"Ow!" Farfetch'd ran behind his human teammates in his cowardice, "I ain't battlin dose guys anymore!"

"You lose! Get out of here!"

"Quick, Roy, into the pod!" Jean grabbed Farfetch'd as she and Roy ran inside a pod that had just appeared. They blasted off through the ship's ceiling and into the sky.