Hello again! This might be the final chapter…I'll clarify at the end.
I don't own pokemon…
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"Take the medicine."
"Mm mm."
"James."
"Jessie."
"Don't get cocky."
"Don't make me take it."
"Stop acting like a child!"
"Am not."
"Are too."
Meowth groaned and continued to watch Jessie try to persuade James to take his medicine. James was bravely putting up a fight because, from what Meowth grasped, the medicine was horrible.
However, the medicine had done it's job.
Although James was too weak to be up and about yet, his temperature had dropped to 101 and he was no longer having migraines or stomach aches and had also gained some of his usual appetite back; the worst he had in the past few days was some minor headaches.
Jessie was kneeling next to James furiously, trying to shove the medicine in his mouth, but James kept turning away.
"Just shove it down his throat!" Meowth yelled in what he thought was a helpful way, but made no attempt to physically help Jessie.
"What do you think I'm trying to do Meowth?!" Jessie yelled back angrily and jabbed the bottle in James's mouth. James cried out in surprise and pushed the bottle away.
"Stop being so immature."Jessie said in frustration.
"But the medicine tastes horrible!"
"Do you want to steal Pikachu again."
"…yes…" James sighed and slumped his shoulders in defeat; slowly, he held his hand out for the medicine and Jessie passed it to him. James paused for a few seconds then downed the rest of the bottle, shuddering.
"That wasn't that bad, was it?" Jessie said in a patronising tone. James just glared at her.
"Ya look thrilled ." Meowth said to James and lay down lazily.
"It tastes like someone thought it was great to cook dirt and vomit." He answered and began to pick one of his nails out of boredom.
"Well it was meant for Pokemon."
"I can see that."
"Stop moaning." Jessie cut in just before Meowth could say anything back.
"When can I get up again?" James asked and resumed to picking his nails.
"When you are able to."
"But I can…" James whined and Jessie rolled her eyes.
"That's what you said yesterday and you didn't even make it off the floor."
It was true. James had tried to get up yesterday but only made it into a sitting position before having to stop.
"Geez Jess," Meowth said curiously, "since when did you become a nurse?!"
"Actually, before I chose team rocket, I wanted to be a nurse and had training!" Jessie snapped and James raised his eyebrows.
"Forgot about that." James shuffled into a more upright position and went back to his point before hand. "Please can I get up?!"
Jessie looked into James's face and found that there was no persuading him. Irritably, She said, "Fine."
James gave a smile and started to pick himself up, having to rest every often. Meowth could see that Jessie was on the verge of sitting him back down, and amused it amused the Pokemon; Jessie could act very stubborn and uncaring, but actually she worried about others quite a lot.
James slipped and the other team rocket members rushed to his side in case they could help in any way. Jessie helped James up and let him lean on her, whilst Meowth watched happily.
"Told you I could do it." James said smugly a few minutes later, when he was standing up right on his own. Jessie rolled her eyes but was smiling too at her friends achievement.
"So Jess was wrong." Meowth started to laugh, "despite all that boasting about bein' trained."
"I wasn't boasting, you idiot!"
"Yes ya were!"
James laughed weakly at Jessie's side and tried to take a step foreword without alerting his comrade; he was sure that they would say he was still recovering, and he probably was, but James could be as stubborn as Jessie at times.
Bad idea.
James's legs collapsed beneath him unexpectedly and left James kneeling on the floor. When this happened, Meowth cried "James!" and Jessie gasped audibly and immediately dropped to his side.
"Are you okay?" She asked worriedly and James smiled.
"I'm fine…I guess I'm still not fully recovered…" James tried to get up again, but was gently pushed down by a paw and a hand.
"Ya better rest now, Jimmy." Meowth said as they forced James to lie down.
"I'm fine…" James tried to say, but could feel his eye lids drooping.
"I expect you to eat something when you wake up again, or I'll shove it down your throat." Jessie said and James smiled sleepily.
"I would say you're joking, but you're probably not." He muttered and fell asleep still smiling slightly.
"I'm glad he's gettin' better." Meowth said into the silence, and Jessie nodded.
"Me too."
-#!-#!-#!-#!
A week later:
"Looks like your time has run out, twerp!" Jessie cried happily, waving a net containing Pikachu in one hand. James and Meowth laughed behind her, James holding a large gun which presumably shot the net at the pokemon. In front of them, the 'twerp', Ash Ketchum, was standing in front of them in a wide stance.
"Litten, I choose you!" The twerp yelled and threw a poke ball into the air.
"He's got another Pokemon?!" Team Rocket all yelled at once and started to panic as Ash yelled a attack to Litten.
"Use fire fang on the net!"
Litten obeyed and soon the once secure net was lying in pieces on the ground and Pikachu was free.
"That's it!" Jessie yelled as James aimed his gun Pikachu again, "Go Mim-"
*ZAP*
Pikachu had used thunderbolt, and now team Rocket we're shooting through the sky.
"Where's Beware? It usually picks us up by now…" James wondered out loud whilst sitting crossed legged in the air. Jessie, who was in a lying position, shrugged.
"Beware has a life too ya know." Meowth pointed out.
"I guess we don't then." Jessie muttered before yelling with her teammates:
"Looks like team Rocket's blasting off again!"
The end.
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Looks like team Rocket's blasting off again!
