"Okay Butch, you had your five mi..." In a really fast and weird-looking movement Butch threw the Pokeball on the floor while he yelled: "Bulbasaur, don't let her in!" It was hard to say who was more confused; Cassidy who had just been betrayed by her partner in crime or Bulbasaur who was rudely awoken from his nap by some weird green-haired guy who gave him strange orders. Both had very stupid looks on their faces, you just had to be there to see them...
Anyways, Bulbasaur recovered first and he quickly used his Vine Whip to keep the dumbfounded blonde out. It all went a lot faster than Butch's explanation, to James' relief, and before he knew it he was staring at the street below them when Butch opened the window. Shit, they were on the third floor! Why hadn't that stupid Botch thought of that? But then he felt an arm around his waist and a whispered "Hold on tight!" before he and Butch jumped out the window.
James screamed and grabbed onto Butch and cursed him in his last seconds. He had closed his eyes but it didn't feel like they were falling. It was more like floating, and when he dared to look he saw that Butch was holding a grappling hook launcher, and they were indeed floating through the air like friggin' Spiderman and his girlfriend!
Part of him wanted to cry in relief but another part just wanted to get down and kick Butch's ass for scaring the crap out of him. As fast as they had jumped out, they landed on the ground with the hook sliding back into the launcher. Lots of people were looking at them weirdly, but Butch just took the dizzy James by his wrist and started running. James didn't know where to but he just let Butch lead him through the crowded street.
When he looked behind him he could see Cassidy leaning through the window and angrily shaking her fist at them. He just snickered and with uncharacteristic boldness grabbed the hand that tightly held his wrist. He saw Butch looking back, surprised, and he blushed and turned his head away.
But Butch didn't pull his hand back, until they were standing at the edge of a forrest. They were standing hand in hand, looking at it, James not quite getting why they were there. Then Butch let go of his hand and went back a few steps so there was a little distance between them. He was now standing more in the 'friends-zone', closer than a stranger would be but farther than a lover.
He began to stutter a bit, looking unsure. "Well, I guess this is were we say goodbye huh?" He eventually managed to say.