by Pika-chan
Team Rocket has
finally had a human reaction to Pikachu's thundershock power
TEAM ANGEL
The noise echoed
in Musashi's ears as her Arbok tore back toward her in horror, running from the
Thundershock
chasing him.
"Piiiiikaaaaacccchhuuuuu!"
Wheezing, in
equal fright, turned tail and ran toward Kojiro.
As the two
Pokemon hid behind their masters the thundershock hit the Rocket Gang head on.
Nyase
yowled and jumped
out of the way, hanging in a tree as Musashi and Kojiro were struck by the
tendrils of lightning.
As the
Thundershock stopped the two Rockets tumbled limply to the ground. Nyase, Arbok
and
Wheezing gathered
around the two fallen members of their team.
"Come on
guys, let's make them pay for that!" Nyase snarled, turning to where
Satoshi, Takeshi and Kagami stood with Pikachu.
He turned around
and looked at the two fallen Rockets when he didn't hear their familiar
agreeing threats. Musashi and Kojiro both lay limp on the ground.
"Guys."
Nyase said. "Get up you numbskulls!" he yelled.
Neither Musashi
or Kojiro showed the tiniest sign of a reaction.
"Guys?"
Nyase asked nervously.
Slowly Satoshi,
Takeshi and Kagami came foreward.
"Musashi-san?
Kojiro-san?" Satoshi asked, waving his hand in their faces.
Kagami knelt down
beside Kojiro and shook his arm. "Hey you two wake up." she said
angrily. "This isn't funny."
"Guys!?!"
Nyase screamed frantically.
Arbok nosed Jesse
in the neck, bumping her repeatedly. "Arbok!" he hissed. "Arbok
arbok!"
"What's he
saying?" Satoshi asked Nyase.
"He sates
the obvious. They ain't wakin' up!"
"Who's not
waking up?"
Behind the group
Officer Jenny jumped off her motor bike and ran up. "What's going
on?" she demanded
"My Pikachu
thundershocked them by accident." Satoshi said pointing to Musashi and
Kojiro. "It's happened before. They've been just fine those times, but now
they won't wake up."
Jenny clutched
each Kojiro and Musashi's wrists. "Uhoh."
"What!?"
Meowth screamed.
"They're
dead.................."
Musashi yawned
stretching her arms over her head. What a great nap! She hadn't slept so well
in ages. She blinked open her blue eyes. The ceiling directly above her was
pure white...and fluffy. Like clouds almost.
She sat up and
licked her lips and looked around. Hey! Everything was white!
Kojiro, dressed
in a weird white robe, lay asleep on a long dias across from her. He looked
peaceful and totally comfortable although the platform on which he slept had no
visible padding. Musashi looked over her shoudler.....and screamed.
Kojiro jumped up
at the sound and shouted. "What? What is it?"
"I have
wings!" Musashi screamed."And you too!"
"I do?"
Kojiro asked, looking over his shoulder. "Aahhh!" he yelled,
confronted with a face full of fluffy white feathers.
"Where are
we and what the hell is going on!" Musashi demanded.
"No swearing
up here!" Boomed a voice from every direction.
Kojiro screamed
and grabbed hold of Musashi, wings and all. "What was that!?!" he
whined.
"I'm the
Chariman of the Council for the Conduct of Angels in Limbo." The voice
replied
"The
what?" The two Rockets asked, sweatdropping.
"You're dead
and I'm in charge of wether you go to Heaven or Hell." said the voice.
"Really? No
kidding?" Kojiro asked.
"Yes!"
In a flash of
light Musashi and Kojiro found themseves sitting in a pair of big chairs in
front of a row of people with wings. They wore white robes and looked extremely
important.
In the center of
the row stood an enormous podium behind which sat a young woman, frowning down
on the two Rockets. Her long white hair and reading spectacles gave away
immdiately how important she was.
That and the name
bar on the podium read Angelica - Chairman of CCAL.
"We here in
heaven have quite a file on you two." She said dumping a folder about ten
inches thick onto the top of the podium. Her red painted fingernails dug into
the paper with anger as she listed the Rocket gang's charges.
"Musashi!"
She tundered. "You are charged with Pokemon kidnaping, vainity, charging
everything you buy to your Official Villians Mastercard, having 'Pokemon
Kidnaper' listed as your occupation on your divers license and general meaness
to the good guys, Nyase and Kojiro."
"What's
wrong with listing 'Pokemon Kidnaper' on my drivers license?" Musashi
demanded. "It's my occupation isn't it?"
"Kojiro!"
Angelica continued, ignoring her. "You are charged with Pokemon kidnaping,
whining, meaness to the good guys and Nyase, not having a drivers licence at
all but still driving and making a total idiot out of yourself at every
turn."
"I can't
help it if I whine." Kojiro moaned, pressing his index fingers together
meekly. "It's involuntary."
"Normally a
record like this would land you directly on your butts in hell but by some
miracle you are nice once in while and those few instances have proven to us
that you are not totally bad." Angelica said.
"Like
what?" Musashi asked.
"Lesse..."
Angelica mused. "One whole episode of cheering for Pikachu, occasionally
being nice to Nyase, the eleoquent quote by Kojiro 'we're bad not insensitive'
and of course the St. Anne shipwreck incident."
"Oh yeah.
That stuff." Kojiro muttered.
"And so the
council has decreed that if you can be good guardian angels to these two people
then you can go back to being alive." Angelica said, handing each of them
a picture of the people they were to be guarding.
"Satoshi!?!"
Musashi screamed. "Kagami!?!" Kojiro exclaimed.
"Why
them!?!?!" They chorused.
"Their usual
guardian angels are sick of being electrocuted by Pikachu. Since you guys are
used to it we figured you could handle the job."
"Uuuuuuhhhhhhh!"
Kojiro and Musashi both groaned and fell onto each other on the floor.
"Musashi-san,
do you promise not to hurt me for I what I'm about to say?"
"Okay. What
is is?"
"I wish we
WERE on our butts in hell."
"So we gotta
wear these robe things all the time?" Musashi complained, as she and
Kojiro stood in the cloud nine landing hangar with the other guardian angels,
waiting to head down on their first flight to earth.
"That's what
Angelica said." Kojiro sighed. "I don't know about you but actually I
find these rather comfortable."
"The wings
bug me." Musashi said. "They're elegant once in a while but for all
the time they kinda annoy you."
"Squeeze
your shoulder blades together." Said a young girl angel. "They
retract, see?" She pushed her shoudler blades together on her back. The
wings that had once perched there disappeared into her shoudlers. Musashi pushed
her arms back. Her own wings shrunk into her shoulders.
"Oi!
Kakkoi!" she grinned. "Arigatou."
"Do
itashimashite." the younger replied.
"Angel
#29!" called out a voice.
"Sayonara."
the girl said, waving to Musashi and Kojiro as she ran up and dove over the
edge of the clouds. "See you on earth!"
"What are
our numbers?" Musashi asked.
"Um. I'm
tirty one and you're thirty two." Kojiro read from a small card Angelica
had given him.
"How come
I'm thirty two? I hate the number thirty two." Musashi complained.
"Angel
#30!"
"We're
next." Kojiro said nervously. "Musashi-san I'm scared. I've never
flown before."
"You've been
in an airplane Kojiro-san."
"Musashi-san
you know what I mean!"
"Okay so
we've never exactly jumped off a cloud before, but really, how high can it
be?"
"About
twenty million feet." an older angel said behind Kojiro.
"TWENTY
MILLION!!!" Kojiro screamed.
"Angel
#31!"
Kojiro
immediately grabbed a hold of Musashi and screamed "I don't wanna go! I'll
die! Musashi-san don't let me die!"
"Kojiro-san
you're hurting me!" Musashi choked. "Leggo!"
"Musashi-san
what a stupid time to talk about waffles." Kojiro said.
"This is not
an Eggo commercial! Let ME go you nitwit!"
"But they'll
make me jump!" Kojiro wailed.
"You have
wings you idiot!" Musashi screamed. "You'll fly! And even if you
don't you're already an angel! It's not like you can die more than once, now
GET OFF ME!"
"That's a
good point." Kojiro mumbled. "I AM already dead."
"That's
it." Musashi stated angrily, extending her wings and knocking him off her
back. "I'm switching numbers with you."
Stalking to the
edge of the cloud she pinched her nose shut and jumped.
"Musashi!"
Kojiro cried, scrambling to the edge of cloud and looking down after her.
"You can
take the chair lift if you want." Said an angel with a clipboard.
"Chair
lift?" Kojiro asked.
"Over
there." the angel pointed to a wooden seat hanging from a long cable. Just
sit down over there and I'll turn the crank and you can ride down to earth."
"Really?
Thanks!" Kojiro bolted over to the seat and sat down. The clipboard angel
pushed a lever and he rode comfortably for about twenty feet, before the seat
dropped out of the chair and he fell through the clouds.
"That was a
trick wasn't it?" he screamed back at the Clipboard angel.
A few yards down
a familliar hand caught him.
"Flap
stupid." Musashi ordered as she hovered above him, wings moving furiously
fast to support his extra weight.
After a few
minutes of practice flapping Kojiro got the hang of it and Musashi let him go.
"This isn't
so bad." he said quietly.
"Kojiro-san,
trust me. It's lots more fun to jump off the cloud." Musashi said.
"So what do
we do when we get to earth?" Kojiro asked.
"I think we
look for Kagami and Satoshi."