Sorry about how incredibly, insanely late this is, but I figure that at least now would be a good time to send you a little pick-me-up. *hugs*
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Jessibelle. That was her name. The high-bred trollop!
Jesse fumed to herself as she watched James dance around the clearing gracefully in a dress that she knew for a fact had once belonged to his fiancee. Humming to himself, he was waltzing around the grassy knoll, Meowth protesting loudly at being suspended in the air and spun around by James.
"James!" Jesse screamed finally, unable to just watch any longer, "Why aren't you thinking up a plan to capture Pikachu?!"
She marched into the space, and James dropped Meowth guiltily who managed to land on his feet and yowl indignantly. "I was! We can disguise ourselves as dance teachers for Pokemon because Pokemon gain better agility like that, and when he gives us Pikachu to teach, we can Pika-nap him!"
"..." Jesse had to admit that it souded logical. "Fine."
James held out a hand to her and she stared at it impatiently, "What?"
"Waltz with me. We'll need to practice to get good enough to fool that kid and his friends." James suggested.
Big. Mistake.
Jesse's head expanded to twice its usual size, mouth becoming the size of a lake, "ARE YOU SAYING THAT I DON'T WALTZ BEAUTIFULLY ALREADY?!"
"No-- ow -- that's not -- ow! -- what I -- ow ow ow -- was saying!" James protested uselessly as Jesse chased him around the clearing, hitting him with a leafy branch she'd picked up from the ground.
Waltzing lessons were delayed in favor of Jesse beating James up thoroughly, but at least she was no longer thinking jealously of James' ex-fiancee.
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Jessibelle. That was her name. The high-bred trollop!
Jesse fumed to herself as she watched James dance around the clearing gracefully in a dress that she knew for a fact had once belonged to his fiancee. Humming to himself, he was waltzing around the grassy knoll, Meowth protesting loudly at being suspended in the air and spun around by James.
"James!" Jesse screamed finally, unable to just watch any longer, "Why aren't you thinking up a plan to capture Pikachu?!"
She marched into the space, and James dropped Meowth guiltily who managed to land on his feet and yowl indignantly. "I was! We can disguise ourselves as dance teachers for Pokemon because Pokemon gain better agility like that, and when he gives us Pikachu to teach, we can Pika-nap him!"
"..." Jesse had to admit that it souded logical. "Fine."
James held out a hand to her and she stared at it impatiently, "What?"
"Waltz with me. We'll need to practice to get good enough to fool that kid and his friends." James suggested.
Big. Mistake.
Jesse's head expanded to twice its usual size, mouth becoming the size of a lake, "ARE YOU SAYING THAT I DON'T WALTZ BEAUTIFULLY ALREADY?!"
"No-- ow -- that's not -- ow! -- what I -- ow ow ow -- was saying!" James protested uselessly as Jesse chased him around the clearing, hitting him with a leafy branch she'd picked up from the ground.
Waltzing lessons were delayed in favor of Jesse beating James up thoroughly, but at least she was no longer thinking jealously of James' ex-fiancee.