Chapter 4- TEAM ROCKET!

They stood prepared to fight to be on the safe side, for all they knew these could still be characters of Pokemon out to do what they were written and drawn to do.

Taker stood with his fists clenched… sort of… well… he didn't really have fits, yet John couldn't stop staying how cute Taker looked when he tried to look like his tough self again.

The voices grew louder and louder until a hand reached out and pulled back the balloon. "Santino! You said you knew how to drive this thing!"

"I never said I knew how to drive an air balloon Maria…" Santino and Maria came out from under the balloon; Santino sat himself up and smiled to the boys. Santino and Maria wore similar outfits yet Maria's had a short, short skirt and bared her mid drift. "Women, you can't let them drive anything" he explained.

"Yeah… right" Taker growled.

Maria gasped the moment she saw Taker. "OH! Look at you, aren't you adorable!" She picked him off the ground and held him like a kitten in her arms. She began to scratch behind Taker's ears… the Deadman said nothing. He started to enjoy it. His voice went back to the cute furry Pikachu tone, and gave a content "Kach" aloud.

Kane rolled his eyes as he tried to clear his voice. It wasn't working. 'Take, you ain't helping yourself here!' Kane was able to say aloud. Snapping out of the trance, Taker looked about and saw Edge and Cena laughing their asses off.

"I don't get it, what's so funny about my Maria patting a hairball?" Santino demanded.

"That hairball is the Undertaker!" giggled Cena. "And he's liking it!"

Taker stood up in Maria's arms. He cleared his voice and tried to think of a logical reason for his recent act of cuteness. "Uh… thanks, I really had a hard time getting that itch behind my ear you know…"

'Sure you did' Kane growled.

"Shut up Kane" Taker growled lowly.

Just then a cat like creature emerged from under the balloon, it brushed itself off and stared at the odd bunch. "What the hell is all this?"

The confused faces said it all. "Shane McMahon!?"

"Of course it's Shane! I was rather freaked out too, at least is isn't Snoopy the dog" Announced Santino, but his attention then turned to Triple H. "What are you? Some mutated squirrel?" he asked.

"I'm a turtle damn it!" Hunter snapped back. But for the hell of it, Hunter spat in Santino's face. Yet it came out with the force of a fire hose! Santino was thrown over twenty feet by the single jet of water, stunning Triple H.

"Wow… If that's just my spit, I wonder what happens when I need to p…"

"Don't go any farther," Taker demanded. He leaped out of Maria's arms and back onto the ground. "I want to get the hell out of here damn it, and I don't want to be a yellow rat anymore!"

"You're a Pikachu," corrected John.

"Whatever!" snapped back Taker. "Kane, try your plan!"

Kane nodded as he went behind Edge and Cena, he knocked the two out to see if anything happened… nothing. The two were knocked unconscious. Maria was startled. "That's Kane!?" she demanded as she pointed to him.

"Yeah, and the turtle is Triple H" Taker explained.

Santino rejoined the group; he stared at Cena and Edge who were knocked unconscious and then at Taker. "So, what happened here?" he demanded.

"Some thing to you if you don't shut the hell up!" Taker snapped back.

"Oh, and I am going to listen to a yellow bunny rabbit type… thing" he said bluntly to Taker.

"Santino, at the moment, I rather listen to Taker here. Even if he is a mouse sort of thing with puffy cheeks… Damn I haven't seen your cheeks that puffed since your eye socket got broken!"

"Shut up" growled Taker, he turned and saw Edge and Cena still out.

'Shock them' Kane said.

"How?" Taker asked of him.

Shane McMahon looked worried. "Uh… I just understood what Kane just said!"

"Relax, universal Pokemon language," Hunter explained. "But Shane, breathe a word of this to anyone…"

"I know, I know" Shane sighed aloud.

Taker on the other hand stared at the two men unconscious on the ground, he tried to think of a way to shock them, yet didn't know how the hell to go about doing it. "What are you waiting for?" demanded Santino.

"I don't know how to do it! As far as I know if I force it I'm going to crap myself!"

"Ew!" said Maria.

Taker however tried, he could feel the energy burning in him. Running in place he pumped himself up, surges filled his cheeks as he tried to electrocute the two boys awake… nothing. "Why the hell isn't this working?"

"Maybe you need a battle cry, all Pokemon have a battle cry" Shane McMahon said aloud.

Everyone conscious tuned and stared at him. "You knows this how?"

"Play dates my daughter has! But Pikachu's battle cry his it's own name shouted to the top of its lungs…"

"No, I ain't doing it!" Taker snapped back as he folded his little arms and sat on the ground. "I ain't embarrassing myself!"

"Taker… you're a yellow rat"

"And you're a mutated turtle as your brother in law is a talking cat! What's your point?"

'Oh sure, leave out the guy that can't talk' muttered Kane.

Taker refused to shock them into consciousness. So, they had to resort to other options…