A/N: Hi readers. I feel embarrassed coming back like this after so long. I have excuses, but none of them can make up for my awfulness. I'm having a hard time deciding where to go next, and I decided to go angst. I cannot angst, it's so hard, so I wrote Robbie's September Insanity so I can angst, but I went a little overboard with the angst. My bad. Anyways, then the laptop that had the rest of THIS fanfiction broke and now I'm like "GRRR" and I have to rewrite everything and I got pretty bummed and didn't come back for a while. I am so sorry peoples. I love you all so much. Take all my belongings. Razzmatazzp.2, you can have my really cool dinosaur watch. SuicineSwag, here's my Team Rocket shirt. Razmacka, you can have my pokemans. Please be nice to them. (Sniff) Everyone else, you can wrestle over the rest of my stuff, and here are some cookies for you. Please forgive me. I tried to make this chapter really good, and we're bringing back Jeff the Killer eating dead babies. If you R&R, I'll probably update faster ;D

By the way when I wrote this I was kind of on a rush thing that was fueled by fandoms and junk food, and therefore this chapter isn't really that important to the plot, it's just words. Really funny words because I am a really funny person.

Disclaimer: I own Pokémon! I caught them all! No, just kidding. I lied. I own Pokémon cards and a Team Rocket shirt, and love, but that's it. I don't own Lazy Town or Teen Wolf and I don't own Jeff the killer and I probably don't own any dead babies. Ha. Ha Ha. Dead babies…

"JAMES WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Jessie screamed, running after him. She followed his girly squeals of misery until they stopped, and the forest was silent. "James?! Are you okay?" she yelled as she turned a corner. James was standing five feet away from Gary from Pallet Town, his eyes were wide and his jaw was on the floor. He looked at James as if James were Jeff the killer eating dead babies (I went there).

"Gary?! What are you doing here?!" Jessie heard someone say behind her. She jumped and spun around. She hadn't noticed that the twe- children had followed her, and it made her wonder if they really did care… She turned back to James and Gary. Gary didn't answer, he just stared at James.

"Haaaay, Gary… do you… like my… cosplay? I'm that one guy from that one anime ha. Ha. Ha" James said. Gary looked up at James's face.

"Y… you're a Pokémon?" he choked.

"Uh… James, let's get out of here," Jessie spoke up. Suddenly, James cried out as a pokeball hit him square in the nose and he fell backwards, a red circle taking up most of his face.

"AAAOOOOWW why did you…" James stopped when he saw the red light enveloping his entire body. He squealed pathetically as he was sucked into the pokeball. Gary cheered and reached for it. Jessie quickly kicked his hand with her high-heeled boot and he yelped as he drew his hand back.

"Hey! What was that for?!" Gary shouted. Jessie turned on him with the pokeball in her hand, her eyes shooting daggers through his soul. She was scarier than Jeff the killer eating dead babies (yolo). He recoiled slightly as she stepped forward.

"How dare you?!" she screamed at him, "James isn't a Pokémon, he's a HUMAN. And he's my partner! No one is allowed to keep James anywhere against his will except for ME. Now listen up, you little spazoid, I know where you live and I've seen where you sleep. Your mother will CRY when she sees what I've done to you!" Jessie screeched. (A/N: Sorry for that reference, I thought it was appropriate. For those of you who have seen Tommy Boy, just ignore that.) Gary's eyes watered as he turned around and fled.

"Yea, and stay out!" Meowth added.

"My fangirls are going to get you! You and your Pokémon friend!" he sobbed as he ran away. Jessie heard Ash snicker behind her, and she turned around to face them. They all stepped back slightly when their eyes landed on her red, livid face. She calmed down as she saw them step back. They were kind of her friends. Just until they got this whole mess straightened out, then they would they would all hate each other again and it would be happy. At least that's what Jessie told herself as she tried to calm herself down. They must have seen her do this, because they relaxed noticeably.

"Um… You should probably…" Brock gestured to the pokeball. Jessie looked down at it.

"Oh, yeah. Let's do that," she said as she half-heartedly tossed the pokeball as if she was in a battle. A large red silhouette of James appeared, and he materialized as it disappeared.

"Welcooome to Lazytown- hey, who turned off my show?" he asked as he sat on the floor with his legs crossed. He was no longer part Pokemon, just regular James, Jessie noticed. He turned around, and his face brightened as he saw Jessie. "Jessiiieee…" he turned and saw the children behind him. "Haaay Twerps. Twerpaderp," he giggled goofily. Jessie sighed and face palmed. "I feel… happy. Because I'm happiiiieeee clapalaefyofeellikaromwifouaroof," he sang, trying to stand, but falling back and giggling.

"James… are you feeling okay?" Ash asked. James looked up and saw Brock.

"Rock! Jock! Smock…! Squinty eyed man! What is your name!? I love you!" James shouted louder than necessary.

"The pokeball must make him loopy," Meowth said matter-of-factly. Pikachu agreed.

"James, stop embarrassing yourself and come here," Jessie said reaching out a hand to James. James grabbed it and stood up.

"Grass… mash… bash… ASH. ASH KETCHUP AND PIEKACHEW. And his girlfriend nifty. Fifty. Minty. MISTY. MISTY WATERLOO," he mumbled as he looked at each of them, swaying on his feet. Jessie grabbed his arm to steady him. James looked at Jessie.

"Jessie I love you. I love you more than Rock. Kiss me, you fool!" he said as he leaned forwards and face planted her shoulder.

"Um... James, could you not..? I…" Jessie looked down to hide her deep blush as James tried to see how much of her shoulder he could fit in his mouth.

"So James is back to normal now, and I…" Ash started.

"No he's not! Have you even seen Teen Wolf?! That's not how it works. He will turn back into a whatever at the full moon, duh. Or maybe just at night! They're all so different I…" Misty trailed off after interrupting Ash.

"Pikapi..." Pikachu shook his adorable little head.

"So what do we do?" Brock asked. Jessie scratched her chin in thought with the hand that wasn't holding James up. She let out a defeated sigh, and shook her head.

"I don't know, I… I usually have James to help me come up with these kinds of answers, but…" she gestured to James, who giggled.

"Well Meowth doesn't think this will be so hard. We just gotta find a nice isolated place where the boss can't find him!" Meowth said.

"Pikachu!" Pikachu said happily. Jessie nodded and looked at James.

"Don't worry, James… We'll figure out how to get through this together," she whispered. He smiled stupidly at her and took his mouth off of her shoulder.

"I know we will, Jessie, because our love will destroy all obstacles and together we can overcome anything! I know because the author of this fanfiction told me," James said happily. Jessie blushed again and groaned at the cheesiness of what James had just said. He could at least be romantic when he's loopy. She made a mental note to talk to the author (A/N: (O.O)) about that later as Ash spoke up.

"I'm sure we can find a place! Let's go right now!" he exclaimed. Jessie looked at Brock, Ash and Misty who were all smiling at her. Did they really care? She was starting to think that she did, and it made her uncomfortable, but it also was nice. She smiled slightly as she followed them back to their campsite.

A/N: THE FLUFFINESS! ZOMG! Don't worry, the angst will come soon for those people (we know who you are) and you will not be disappointed. I tried to be serious but I was having so much fun that I couldn't, sorry. I need to write more angst so I can get used to this which means the second chapter to Robbie's September Insanity will probably be up soon. It's a Lazytown Sportarobbie fic that y'all should totes read and review so I know how to angst. And all of you reviewers are so nice! And so are all of you other people for reading this! I know there's those people who skip the author's notes (we know who YOU are) so thanks y'all. I love you. Until next time, my lovely friends.