Chapter 2: Team Rocket Emerges
"Pikachu! No!" yelled Ash, dashing forwards. He managed to protect Misty and Starmie but…was knocked out cold.
"Pika-Pikachu?" asked Pikachu innocently, giving Misty a what-did-I-do-now look.
Misty was only too scared. She was shivering at the thought of ghosts lurking somewhere in the dark. Feeling colder and colder, she wished she had something to put on other than her short yellow sleeveless shirt and shorts. Her eyes then landed on Ash…and his clothes.
MEANWHILE
"So those are the long term effects in general. Now, let's zoom in to each and every Pokemon in the Pokedex…" Max paused for breath, took a big gulp of Big Gulp, and continued, "Ok. For example, Charmander, Charmeleon, Charizard and Growlithe will be affected because of the fact that…"
"Zzz…"snored Gary, drooling peacefully away on Max's feet.
A silhouette of a woman with long hair, a man with shoulder length hair, and a whiskered cat could be seen in the distance…but not by Gary and Max.
THE OAK SITUATION
"Huh? This doesn't make sense…" Professor Oak mused to himself as he fiddled with the Pokegear.
Old folks nowadays. I mean, even Golems like me can operate Pokegears (except for our big, clumsy hands)
"Elm? How do you operate this complicated fiddly-widdly thing?" burst Oak out loud finally.
Elm rolled his eyes and thought him. "This 'complicated fiddly-widdly thing' is operated by only the press of a few buttons, like this. See? Oops…Hmm…"
Can I roll my eyes? Golem, Golem! Nope. I'll just roll down mountains later.)
In fact, half an hour later, both Professors were bent over the 'complicated fiddly-widdly thing'.
Poor Ash, Misty, Max and Gary. They could not be communicated with in the meantime.
Because of obsolete old folks. laughs maniacally Just kidding.
BACK TO THE SITUATION
Yup, she did that. This is one of the reasons why it is rated T.
Not long later, Misty was dressed in Ash's clothes, leaving Ash in…underwear.
"That's much warmer!" squealed Misty. "I'm still cold though. What about some…body heat?" wondered Misty, glancing at Ash's toned, warm body.
"Kekeke…Hehh…Hehh…Hehh."
"Wha-What's th-tha-t-that?" stuttered Misty. She was about to cuddle up to Ash in fear when the protective-of-its-owner Pikachu gave her a light shock: a warning.
"Ok, ok, fine," grumbled Misty grouchily. Misty was at a loss. Her Pokemon were all water-typed. Not a fabulous warming approach.
MEANWHILE
"…To unite all people within our nation!"
"…To protect our world from devastation!"
"Jessie!"
"James!"
"Meowth!"
"Wo-buffet!"
"Therefore, pokemon like Beautifly and Butterfree might become extinct because of… – WHA-AT! What are you guys doing here!"
Team Rocket smiled and started doing a kind of Japanese dance (when they sort of jog on the spot).
"We have set the trap! Now only to activate it. By scaring Misty using voice recorders, we can easily grab hold of Pikachu!" said James.
"And maybe a few other cute Pokemon to please Boss with, and to make up for our countless failures!" exclaimed Jessie gleefully.
"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
How is it so far? I am not that perfect at writing, but I hope you catch the jokes. Please Review! Thanks!
