By: PiperSpoon13
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the characters I just enjoy enhancing the back stories to my own twisted fanacy
Summery: Butch and Cassidy and how they ended up wrapped up in the crime of team rocket.
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After the argument those many years ago, Jessie and I spent our time getting back at one other. She'll say something nasty to me, and I would say something nastier back. I'll play a prank and she would humiliate me in front of the class in some way. It eventually got to the point where we had to get separate rooms. The last thing she did to me, was tattling that I was hanging out by the fence talking to Butch. I then dumped honey on her hair at lunch the last day I was there. She was the one to throw the first blow, this time. "Oh look what the Mewoth drug in, why it's the poor little rich girl. What are you crying about now. Did you lose your silver spoon?"
Thinking quickly I backfired with, "I guess some things never change, you still can't get people to come to your pity parties. Is it something new this time or are you still crying over your Mama" I sneered at her. I knew it was low, but hers wasn't much better. If fact if she hadn't tattled on me; I wouldn't be here.
"Why, I outta smash your face in" by now everyone was staring at the two of us. We were both standing, giving each other hateful looks.
I knew I was pushing my luck by saying what I was about to say, but I wasn't about to be labeled the chicken on my first day of training. "I'll love to see you try." with that she seized me, knocking me to the ground . I reached up to claw her face. She grabbed me by one of my braids and yanked. Using all my strength to flip her over, I slapped her. In return she flipped me and slammed my face against the tile. I did the same in return.
It seemed we were so set on killing each other, we didn't even see the older rockets until they pulled us apart. The rocket that grabbed me was well built with spiked, dark-orange hair. He brought me to a room with two chairs on each side of a table. Setting me down he said, "Sit" his voice was deep and very annoyed; I knew I was in trouble. "Here" he said reaching in what looked like a medicine cabinet and tossing me an ice pack. "We always have rockets that can't get along for the life of them, but we never had a full out fight before the training even starts. Now we aren't asking ya'll to be all buddy-buddy, but the performance back there was simply unacceptable. Don't you worry the other girl is getting the same speech. Now I'm going to go get some paper work and you better still be in this room when I get back." the man left the room, and I decided to walk around the table to the mirror. My face had been stinging since I calmed down from the adrenaline rush I got from the fight. Looking at my reflection, I saw my lip was swollen and I had a golf ball size knot forming on my forehead. How could I let Jessie get to me like that; Now I was in trouble again, I wonder what my punishment will be. The door opened up and the orange haired man came back in, and laid down a piece of formal looking paper. "This says you've been counseled and warned. If this happens again you will be sent to the boss and he'll set your punishment, which can vary from double training hours to things your too young to even think about. I suggested you ignore each other or just exchange hateful words there's nothing against that. Now I'm going to show you to your room don't worry we're not going to room you with Jessie." So he led me to my room as we walked I looked around. There were statues of the legendary birds and rare pokemon all the way. The marble walls and floors reminded me of my old boarding school. "here you go. Wake up call is at 5:30, breakfast ends at 7 and training starts at 7:30. I don't recommend you skipping. The boss frowns on those who pass out during training, and I notice a lot of young girls like you try to stay thin by skipping meals, stupid girls if you ask me; you'll get plenty of exercise in the activities."
"Where's Butch?" I asked insecurely. I hadn't been with anyone else but him for the last two years. I had almost forgotten how to socialize with others.
"Your partner? He's with the other boy trainees you'll meet up at breakfast tomorrow and if you make agent you might just be able to room together. Word of advise, get some sleep, the first day is always the hardest." and he left I sat on the only available bed in the room was the girl from the purple team and the green team. Amanda and Alyssa were the green teams names; they were sisters. Kayla was the purple girls, but that was all she said to me; she didn't seem interested in any thing but the novel she was reading. Amanda and Alyssa were more talkative. Their parents had died in a car accident and they were left with their overbearing religious grandmother, who punished them for what ever she thought was a 'sin' which was everything according to them. So I told them about my mother not giving a damn about me; I couldn't bring myself to even talk about Kenneth those memories were buried in the back of my head with all the other insignificant husbands and boyfriends, and it needed to stay that way. The lights then shut off without notice. Kayla cursed and pulled out a flashlight to continue reading. I just rolled over and went to sleep, which was hard cause the sisters wouldn't shut it.
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After the grown rockets pulled them to separate rooms. A rough looking female rocket came up, followed by another male rocket. "Alright" she said. "First off there will be no fighting outside of training and even then your not trying to kill eachother. Now girls come with me, and guys go with Jake here. We're going to show you to your rooms." So Jake led us to our rooms. I stopped before entering mine. "What is it, kid?" Jake said irritably.
"What's going to happen to the girls who got in the fight?" Jake almost gave me a smile.
"Your one of their partners aren't you. Don't worry we're not gonna kill them or torture them they are just receiving a disciplinary report and a good talking to. You'll see her tomorrow at breakfast, now get some sleep six o'clock comes early."
The boys in my room mainly kept to themselves. The yellow team was talking about the fight, and the boy from the purple team was sketching something. We exchanged names the yellow team the green haired one was named Alan and his partner Bill. They boy from the purple team's was Kyle. We didn't talk much at all Kyle didn't seem to like anyone and the yellow teams conversation made me uncomfortable and angry
"Did you see it coming, Bill, I mean how the red head pounced that blonde. Good Gosh that was hot.." Alan laughed, and turned to me. "That blond chick is your partner isn't she. Don't worry their only gonna shave her head. My brother says that's what they do to trouble makers; They shave their head or put them on the most dangerous mission before any training; Don't worry by the looks of that fight the two of them can handle themselves." I knew he was just trying to scare me and it worked for a moment, but I shook it off. Why trust a kid over the chaperones?
"Your brother also told you, you'll receive an eevee of your choice at the door." Bill said sarcastically. "Don't listen to him he didn't take his meds this morning." Alan then punched him hard in the arm. "Ouch, you shit-head." he said returning the punch. I was happy when the lights shut off. "C'mon it's not even 11 yet." Bill said annoyed. The other boys wined the same objections, some cursing, I couldn't tell who. I rolled over and fell asleep; I wanted morning to come as quick as possible. Sooner morning comes the sooner I get to find out what really happened to her and why she and that girl hate each other.
I was woken up with a loud buzzer and the lights coming on. I had slept in my rocket uniform so I just straightened my hair, brushed my teeth and headed down to the cafeteria. All the other guys just rolled over. I was one of the first ones up and ready out of all the trainees. The cafeteria was fairly empty a few older rockets here in there some in white uniforms and there seemed to be two different black uniforms some were plain like my blue uniform and others were trimmed in red and white stripes. I sat at an empty table by the door and waited for Cassidy. She wasn't the first or the last group to come in, but arrived about half an hour after I did. There was a red and purple bump on her forehead, her lip was a little discolored in one area, and her nose was skinned, but her hair was all there. Nothing that couldn't be from the fight. "How are you?" I asked reaching for the bump.
"I'm fine, gosh I can't stand that Jessie." she mumbled as we headed to the breakfast line.
"What happened between you two?" I asked, "Obviously you guys haven't gotten along with each other for a while."
"Well we used to be friends, but she was always jealous of me because I came from a wealthy family and she didn't. One day she was just sitting around pitying herself, saying I wouldn't understand and crap like that, and I got fed up with it, and told her to get over herself. From there on we couldn't say anything nice to each other, and we both refused to apologize. But why should I…No gravy" she said to the server they were having biscuits and gravy. "She was the one being hatful to begin with. Any way eventually, we had reached the point where we couldn't possibly say anything nice to each other. I still can't stand her…" We sat down with our trays and milk. It was 6:35. Way too early.
"I've noticed the other teams weren't as close…and Harmony and Pierce said they frown on romances between partners. Maybe we should develop and act to fool them. I don't want to risk getting paired with another partner." I felt clingy but I didn't think I could work with anyone else especially this Jessie girl.
"I don't know Botch, Biff, Bill, Hutch, Butcher, Butch I just can't get you name write I'm surprised you don't get angry." there was a playful hinting in her voice. This was an idea that just might work. All the teams seemed to get publicly on each other's nerves.
"The name is BUTCH." I said angrily, but with a smile which she returned. We had our argument; she would call me anything but my name and I would get angry. It would be a joke just between us, even if , no one ever gets my name right again; we would stay together.
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A.N: This chapter was hard to write because I got in such a snag, but guess what there's still more to come, lots more. I would like to thank Rocket Rookie for his/her idea, I will work up through many events to show how they become the bosses favorites. Don't know when the next chapter will be posted. I've been procrastinating a bunch of projects that are due soon. So I'm going to have to throw something together without, plagiarizing. Anyway feedback is welcome with open arms. Thanks for reading this far hope to write more