The sweet taste of VENOM

      Misty lay awake unsettled. As much as she loved Togepi she felt something wasn't right about her pet, and she'd felt like that since seeing it in her enemies' possession. Ash and Brock slept soundly as did their pokémon, yet sleep eluded her as she pondered why the egg had lived through the surreal experience. Then again, they made it through more surreal adventures weekly than they ate warm nutritious meals. She shuddered occasionally without any great cause, unaware that the evil beckoned her, aware that she knew something was amiss and wanted her annihilated immediately in case she became too much of a threat to their existence. She continued to suppress her feelings for Ash as it was times like this when she was worried about something and all he'd care about was the next gym or meal. It was stupid, but she sometimes felt suicidal as she felt her life was monotonous and going nowhere fast. She stood up and dressed, intending to go for a walk to wear off her annoying insomnia as opposed to lying there inanely for a few more hours.

      Tension rose further by the minute at Team Rocket's camp, but there was nothing in the world that would make it bearable to live with or remove it. Animosity sparked dangerously across the room whenever eyes met, or when bodies touched, and quite frankly Meowth and the other pokémon had suffered enough of it. James' back was worse than before, leaving him more irritable and unwilling to accept Jessie's disposition for a minute longer. They were in a cottage reserved for Team Rocket members, but instead of this being a positive factor in their atrocious day, it made matters worse and neither wanted to sleep on the couch or together. Normally James would have jumped at either in an attempt to please her or gain her attention, but not anymore. He still hadn't forgotten what she'd done, nor was he likely to any time in the near future, if indeed at all. They were now acrimoniously fighting over whose turn it was to have a shower, and once again neither intended to back down before their partner. In the end Jessie stormed into the bathroom and turned the shower on as she slammed the door noisily to drive the nail in, but James wasn't going to let her win that easily. He opened the door, ignoring the fact she was getting undressed as he grabbed her by the arm and threw her out into the hallway on her rear. He'd had the sense to pocket the keys to every room when they first entered the house in case such a situation arose and took his time in locking the door, as he wanted her to hear every turn of the metal utensil. She ignored the fact she was only in her skimpy black t-shirt and skirt as she hammered her fists repeatedly on the wooden panelling. It came to no use however, as he just gained pleasure out of her frustration instead of sympathy, which is what she probably hoped he'd feel. She screamed out in aggravation before returning to the bedroom and angrily scribbling her thoughts into her journal, almost wishing he'd find it and see how she felt instead of treating her terribly for the rest of their lives.

     On it grew, savouring the heightened emotions in its host…

    James left the hot water running as he dried himself off, taking every ounce of heat out of it now that he'd used the quantity he desired, and the experience in the snow was almost a forgotten issue as he felt at a comfortable temperature. He hoped his partner froze. It was what she deserved for her attitude and actions, and he wanted her to know he'd reached his limit and not ready to turn back to how they were. Part of him wanted to kiss, hold and love her and let it all be forgotten, except to imagine such an outcome possible would just be being delusional. His back was slightly easier after the scalding water acted as a powerful masseuse to the tired youth's spine, and the pain retracted by a bone. He switched the shower off and walked out with the key in his pocket in case Jessie felt like locking him out, even though seeing her dripping wet wouldn't act the least bit sexually arousing for him. He engaged in a brief conversation with Meowth before entering the bedroom and locking the door behind him. There was not going to be a possibility of her leaving before he'd finished with her…