"Alright then team, here it is." Danny said, pushing the door open to reveal a large room which somewhat resembled a gym. It was a gym really, but the exercises were designed to improve the skills needed for Team Rocket. All commanders and their respective teams received an entire one for themselves, and this one was Danny's. "This is our gym. This is where we're going to be training whenever we're not on missions."
"So what do we do at each station?" somebody asked. It was George, one of his team members.
"Why don't we have a demonstration?" Danny replied, walking over to what looked like a room with only three walls and at the other end, a man sitting at a desk. "This is what each individual exercise trains you up for. Does anyone know what it is?"
"A thieving simulator." somebody answered. It was Adam, another team member.
"Good," Danny said, nodding his head as he did so. The he pointed to the man at the desk. "That is a robot with a few different difficulty levels. The best one for practice is the one that resembles a human the most. That is, with how good its hearing is, how fast its reactions are, and how often it randomly turns around. The other difficulty levels increase its sensitivity. There are also levels with cameras and even security beams." Everyone seemed to understand but he wanted a demonstration. He gestured to Jeff who understood.
"Frogadier," he called out, rolling a Pokéball onto the ground. Frogadier, a blue frog with foam bubbles around its neck jumped into action. "Steal the robot's wallet. It's in its pocket." The wallet was just sticking out of the robot's pocket and would require a quick and quiet steal for Frogadier to succeed. Frogadier moved silently towards the robot, it's footsteps were light and careful. Danny felt like testing Frogadier's reactions though.
"YOU HAVE TO BE QUIETER!" Danny yelled to Frogadier and the robot's reactions kicked in and it turned around. Frogadier was stunned and realised what was happening. In one quick spring, it was clinging to the ceiling, just out of sight of the robot. The robot slowly turned back around to its desk and Frogadier began to move again, this time still on the ceiling. After a few silent seconds, Frogadier was directly above the robot and it lowered its tongue down to the wallet. It lightly touched the wallet, which was then completely stuck to Frogadier's tongue, so Frogadier reeled it in slowly and ran quickly but quietly back to Jeff.
"Nice job Frogadier," Jeff said, rubbing it on the head after taking the wallet.
"Excellent demonstration." Danny said, clapping. "Frogadier showed exactly the right kind of reactions and light foot movements that a thief needs. Anyways, shall we move on?"

Over the next half an hour or so, Danny showed the team around all of the exercises until everybody understood what they were doing at each station. Most of them already knew what they were but some (like Abbie) did not. At the end of the tour, the team got to work on certain exercises designed to improve their battling and stealing. Some of them worked on their Pokémon, whilst others worked on themselves. Everything was going smoothly.
"Danny Griffin to Ariana's office please," said the announcer.
"Fuck's sake," Danny muttered under his breath. Everything had been going well and the last thing he needed right now was to see Ariana. He began walking down to her office anyway, shaking his head. Ariana was different to the other executives. For a start she was a woman, and a woman with needs. She cared about things like fashion and... men. Lots and lots of men. To make things worse for a good looking young man like Danny, he had an odd history with Ariana, and a history she didn't want to forget. Soon, he had reached her office so he knocked on the door. After a few seconds, it slid open to reveal the female executive at her desk. She had red hair and a dark, mischievous, smile on her face. It was creepy, but at the same time, oddly attractive.
"Hello Danny," she said, getting up and walking over to him. She was almost exactly the same height as him, so their eyes naturally met.
"Ma'am." Danny replied. He didn't have time for idle chatter, he wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible.
"Why so stern?" she asked, stroking his cheek. "I like it when we just feel at ease and natural. Sit down and we'll talk." Instead of moving to her desk to sit down and talk, Ariana opened the door on the right hand side of the room, revealing a king-sized bed. This was Ariana's bedroom. His instinct told him not to follow her but he had to. Disobeying an executive would have severe punishment. She gestured for him to sit down on her bed, so he did. She slid the door shut and a small clink told him that it was locked.
"Ma'am, I have work to do, this can't take too long."
"Please, call me Ari." she said as she sat down on the bed herself. Or rather, on Danny's lap. "I'm meant to be giving you some payment for your excellent victory over Clair." Danny was worried now. Ariana had her legs around his waist and she was fiddling with his hair. "But I just thought that we haven't had the chance to do anything in so long and this seems like a good opportunity." Her face was inches away from his. Her hands were on either side of his head and she had him practically pinned to the bed with her legs that were tightly wrapped around his waist.
"Ma'am, I mean Ari, my team really will be wondering where I am..." Danny began, but he couldn't continue. Ariana was kissing him and he was powerless to resist. Her tongue was in his mouth and then she had him laying down on the bed, with her on top. What choice did he have but to kiss back?
"That's more like it," she said, breaking the kiss momentarily after he had begun to return the kiss. He barely had time to breathe as she was back at it again. His instinct had changed its mind and his sex drive had activated, so he wasn't even thinking when he took off her dress and bra. She stopped kissing again for a brief instant to catch her breath but now her hands were at work, taking off his shirt. Now that they were both topless, she seemed satisfied and returned to kissing. Her left hand ran down his chest and into his...
"No!" he suddenly yelled jumping up and rolling her sideways onto the other side of the bed. His instinct had reverted back to its normal self and he had to stop this.
"Danny," she said, frowning at him. "We're so close Danny, don't you want me?" Her tone was incredibly tempting. He tried to stop himself from looking at her exposed chest, but he was a guy, it was impossible not to.
"I'm sorry Ari, but..." he racked his brain for some kind of excuse. When he found a good one, he didn't like it. "I just don't think we're quite there yet. When I have the time, then we can finish." he wanted to shoot himself. He had just promised an executive something. And it was something he desperately wanted to avoid.
"Fine." she said, as she got up and unlocked the door. She walked out of the room, presumably to get his payment that she talked about. Danny breathed heavily and put his shirt back on. For a moment his eyes moved over to Ariana's bra but he looked away, shaking his head. "Here," Ariana said, walking back into the bedroom, holding a large amount of money in her hand. He took it and looked into her eyes. She wasn't happy but at the same time she was. It was difficult to explain. "But when you have the time, this," she said, gesturing to her almost naked body, "is yours." She tossed him her bra as well. "A souvenir." Danny caught it, stuffed it into his pocket and left as quickly as possible.

The image of Ariana had been practically carved into his mind. Then again, how was he meant to forget that? He was only nineteen, and she was only her underwear away from being fully unclothed. His promise to her would come back to haunt him, that he was sure of. It wasn't that the experience had been unpleasant or bad, far from it, in fact there was only one reason why he didn't want to sleep with Ariana. He didn't know exactly how old she was, but judging from her body, she couldn't be much older than him. She was the nicest of the executives and she really was quite attractive. The only reason he thought it would be a bad idea was Kirstie. He still wanted to get back with Kirstie and Ariana was the reason they weren't together now. If Kirstie ever found out what had happened today... then his chances with her were over. For some unexplainable reason, he'd kept her bra in his pocket rather than getting rid of it as soon as possible. He took it out of his pocket and looked at it. Would it be bad to be with Ariana? He shook his head, dismissing the thought. His mind was confusing love and lust. Then again, a little lust never hurt anybody. He stuffed the bra back into his pocket, deciding once again to keep it.
"Next please," called a lady working at a till. He was in a shop right now, using his payment to buy helpful equipment for his team. He passed over a bag of about twenty walkie-talkies, which would be extremely helpful for almost any team mission. The only other item he had bought was a small television, for relaxing his team in the evenings. He decided to then buy a few days worth of food as well.
"Danny," came Jack's voice from inside his head.
"I can hear you Jack. What is it?" Danny said, loading his Jaguar with his new items.
"We saw what happened today. And we want to avoid it in future."
"Oh." Danny replied, realising what he meant. "You mean I'm not allowed to have fun?"
"Avoid it if possible." Jack said.
"Well sometimes, it is unavoidable, so think of some way around it for when I'm drunk OK?"
"Fine then," Jack sighed, "But please be aware that your job isn't to have fun."
"I have two jobs. And today one of them gave me no choice but to have fun." Danny said. Jack didn't reply, so he presumed that the message had ended. He breathed a sigh of relief as he set off for the Team Rocket base. Thank goodness only Ariana had taken that much of her clothes off, he didn't really want Jack and Steve and the others to have this much watch on his private life. "Oh well." he muttered to himself, driving away from the supermarket and back to base.