by Pika-chan
Part One: The
Meeting
(Ash and his
friends have met again with Team Rocket and are arguing with them on the road
just outside Seridan City)
"For the
last time...."Jesse said angrily, pointing to Ash. "Give us that Pikachu."
"Yeah." James complained. "We’ve been following you all over for
ages. If you give it to us we’ll stop bugging you." "I don’t want to
give up Pikachu." Ash stated, hugging his little yellow Pokemon.
"Look at it this way. How would you like it if someone took Meowth away
from you?"
"Got any
yarn on you?" James asked.
"I’ve got a
ball of string in my backpack."
"It’ll
do." Jesse said, and picked up Meowth. "Here you go. He’s all
yours."
"Hey!"
Meowth yelled, struggling angrily in her grip.
"Alright,
how about if I traded you my Pikachu for your Ekans?" Ash asked.
"I know I’d
miss Pikachu like crazy."
"How about a
week long trade? See if you miss Ekans or not." Brock prodded from where
he stood beside Ash.
"Ah, no.
I’ve been through that." Jesse said, sweatdropping. "James and I
traded Pokemon for three days last month. Ekans bit him and I got smoke
poisoning from Koffing. I trade for Pikachu and we’ll both be in ICU at the
Pokemon center. You, snake bite, me, severe electrocution burns. Nooo,
thanks."
"But you
missed Ekans when you traded with James right?" Misty asked from behind
Ash.
"Well, geez,
yeah. I mean, I’ve had him since I was two." Jesse mummbled, shrugging.
"I guess I missed him. Yeah."
"So you
wouldn’t want to trade him?"
"No."
"Then you
can see why I don’t want to give away Pikachu. He’s as special to me as Ekans
is to you." Ash stated.
"I think
he’s got you nailed, Jesse." James said.
"I think
you’re right." she muttered in reply. Then Jesse, James, Ash, Misty, Brock
and Pikachu all heard it.
"Come
battle.....Squirtle!" A red and white Pokeball sailed between Jesse and
James, hit the ground and popped open. A Squirtle jumped out. It said,
"Squirtle, Squirtle." Another voice chimed in. "I choose
fighter.....Charazard!" another Pokeball flew over Ash’s head and landed,
popping open. A Charazard popped out. It growled meancingly at the Squirtle.
>From either side two teens ran into the space between Team Rocket and their
rivals.
"Sorry."
apologized the girl who entered between Jesse and James. "Impromptu match
between siblings. Hope you don’t mind." She had sharp blue eyes and
purplish hair, like James’. It was styled in a middle part at front with a
little wisp falling between her eyes. But in back it was pulled up in a ponytail.
Her ears sported large round green studs. Her red lipped mouth curled to one
side in a pleased smile.
"Of course
we don’t mind. We’ll watch from the side of the road." Brock said
dreamily, face turning a glowing red.
"Good idea.
It’ll be safer that way." said the boy who had pushed his way between
Misty and Ash. He was strikingly handsome, with red hair swept back in a
stylish middle part, one loose wisp hanging in his face. His eyes were a
shocking emerald. The group strode over to the side of the road and watched as
the two battled.
"Charazard!"
the boy called out. "Scorch!" The dragon-like lizard jumped up and
spewed a giant fireball at the little Squirtle.
"Squirtle!"
The girl cried. "Protect yourself!" The Pokemon popped into it’s
shell to wait out the blast. When Charazard paused and opened it’s mouth to
dredge up another fireball Squirtle jumped out of it’s shell.
"Squirtle!
Give it your best aimed watergun!" the girl commanded. Without futher
intstruction the Squirtle threw a wave of water down the Charazard’s throat.
The dragon pokemon drew back, with the oddest look on it’s face, and coughed
out a cloud of black smoke. The boy started. "Not bad sis." he said.
"Charazard return! I choose fighter.....Pikachu!" He threw a second
Pokeball and a Pikachu popped out. It was a brighter yellow than Ash’s Pikachu
and had pink circles on it’s cheeks instead of red. Ash felt Pikachu go limp in
his arms and looked down to see the little Pokemon drooling over the other.
"Oh sheesh.
Don’t tell me you like her." Ash muttered.
"You
kidding?" Meowth said from beside him. "He’s head over heels for
her."
"On first
sight?" Ash asked
"It
happens." Meowth grinned, nodding to Brock who was still beet red and
staring at the girl.
"Hey I just
noticed something." James said suddenly, pointing to the two trainers.
"They’re wearing Team Rocket Uniforms!"
"That’s
weird." Jesse mused. "I thought we knew everyone at
Headquarters."
"What else
is weird...." James said angrily. "Here we are chasing after that
Pikachu and he already has one!"
"Maybe the
boss wants two?"
"Oh, good
point."
"So you
wanna play dirty do ya?" The girl said defiantly. "Water versus
electricity is no fair! Squirtle return! Come battle......" lifting a
pokeball she spun on her toes and twisted around, hurling the ball into the
air, and lifting one leg to pivot on her left foot. ".....Koffing!"
The Pokemon bounced into the air.
"Pikachu
against Koffing?" James asked. "That’s a death sentence for that poor
Pokemon!"
"Actually
no." the boy said turning briefly to James. "She handles that Koffing
really well. It’s a great match." he turned back to the fight.
"Pikachu! Thundershock!" The Pikachu released a huge blast of
electric energy.
"Koffing!
Refelction fog!" The Koffing relased a blast of shimmering smoke then shot
up into the air out of the road of the Pikachu’s electric attack. The lighting
bolts bounced off the fog and shot back at the Pikachu. The little animal was
charred a toasty brown. It coughed a puff of smoke and fell over.
"Wow!"
James exclaimed. "I didn’t know a Koffing could do that!" Pikachu
bolted out of Ash’s arms. He ran to the play field, between the boy and girl
and stopped next to the fallen female Pikachu.
"Pika?"
He asked, shaking the other.
"Pikachu get
up.." the boy groaned. "You know we don’t fall for that one."
With a sigh of defeat the Pikachu got up. She had been faking the whole thing!
"Koffing!"
called the girl. "Crash/Posion Gas Attack!" The Pokemon swooped down
and knocked into it’s opponent, at the same time releasing a blast of gas into
the Pikachu’s face. This happened several times before she finally fell over,
hacking.
"Looks like
I win." the girl smirked. Her Koffing came to float beside her. She patted
it. "Good work Koffing."
"Good
game." the boy replied, and picked up his Pikachu. "Pretty good fake
out but you need a new strategy for practice fights." he said. The Pokemon
nodded. "Ka-chu."
"That’s some
very nice Pokemon handling." Brock said coming up to the two trainers. He
was staring directly at the girl, face a bright red. "I’m Brock, and this
is Misty, Ash and Pikachu. Those three nuts over there are Jesse, James and
Meowth. You can ignore them."
"I’m Ruka
and this is Ryer." said the girl pointing to herself, then the boy.
"We're Team Rocket Two. Ambassdors from the Gemini Gym in Satrudo
City."
"The Gemini
Gym?" Misty said. "I’ve never heard of that."
"And where's
Satrudo City?" Ash asked. Jesse and James then pushed their way into the
crowd.
"What do you
mean you’re Team Rocket two!?!" James yelled. "We’re Team Rocket!!
The original Team Rocket!!!"
"The
original Team Rocket runs the Gemini Gym." Ruka replied with a laugh.
"They’re our parents and you two....." she turned to look at them.
Then she froze and began to babble hitting her brother on the shoudler until he
turned around too.
"What is
it?" he asked. Then... "Yaa!"
"What?"
Jesse demanded. "Some sort of huge monster behind us or something?"
"No. It’s
you." Ruka breathed. "You’re our parents......except you’re
seventeen!"
"Oh darn it
WORKED! Meowth wasn’t kidding about it being a time machine." Ryer yelled.
"Gee. A tin
can and a dead energizer battery. Who would have thought..." Ruka
muttered.
"What year
is this?" Ryer asked.
"1999."
Jesse said.
"Aaugh!
We’re not born for six years! " Ruka screamed. "I want to go
home!!!"
"Quit
whining." Ryer snapped.
"Since when
do you get to order me around!?!" Ruka screamed, picking up a mallet and
whacking Ryer up the back of the head.
"Since I’m
older!" he yelled, grabbing a bigger mallet.
"By two
minutes you idiot!" A young Meowth jumped down in between the two
siblings. "I’m youngest!" it said with a happy grin.
"Boy. Don’t
you just suck the fun right out of this." Ruka muttered, looking at the
Pokemon, sweatdropping and discarding her mallet.
"Sheesh Mew.
How come you gotta be so happy all the time?" Ryer grummbled
"Blame my
mother." She replied sweetly.
"Hold it a
minute." Brock interrupted. "Are you two trying to say that Jesse and
James here are your parents in the future?" He pointed to Ruka and Ryer.
"Um.... How
do you say that again, oh right.... Duh!" Ruka said sarcastically.
"Well you do
look quite a lot like us." James mused, eyeing Ryer.
"And I
certainly can’t argue with your fabulous fashion sense." Jesse commented
scanning over their identical Team Rocket uniforms. James looked from himself
to Jesse. "Which of you belongs to which of us?" Ruka and Ryer looked
at each other and started giggling.
"We’re both
yours." Ruka snickered.
"We’re
twins." Ryer chimed in.
"Huh?"
Jesse and James both sweatdropped.
"Okay, we’ll
spell it out for you." Ryer said. He walked over to Jesse. "You’re
our Mom." he said. Ruka ran over to James and took his hand. "And
you’re our Dad." James and Jesse looked at each other in shock. "You
mean....?" Jesse began.
"W..
we....?" James stammered. Ruka and Ryer nodded, "Like we said. You’re
our parents."
Part Two: Tell Us
All
"This is
Koffing. He was my very first Pokemon that a caught myself. Then I caught this
Rhydon." Ruka proudly held up her two Pokeballs.
"I caught my
Pikachu on my own but Ekans is one of Arbok’s babies." Ryer said, looking
at Jesse. "You let me keep him." Team Rocket, Team Rocket Two and
their rivals sat in the shade of a large tree, comparing Pokemon.
"You caught
a Pikachu? Aw gee." James whined. "We need one of those."
"Don’t
worry. A little more than five years and you’ll get fired. Then you get to be
Pokemon trainers on your own. You run the Gemini Gym remember?"
"Fired?!"
Jesse shouted.
"Yeah but it
won’t happen for five years and we can’t tell you why or we’d really mess up
the time line." Ruka agreed. "But you make nice money anyway. You see
after your boss died he hadn’t changed his business will. He’d claimed you dependents
to the whole company and forgot to find somebody else to do it after he fired
you. You own it now but you don’t really work there. Mostly you spend your time
training Pokemon at the Gym in Satrudo but you really switched everything
around when you took over. The company doesn’t kidnap Pokemon now. It’s a
shelter for lost or hurt Pokemon. Like a Pokemon center for the ones with no
masters. Brock hooked you up with some girl in the woods. The one who gave Ash,
Blubasaur?"
"Oh yeah,
her...." Brock said dreamily.
"Anyway.
That’s how it works now." Ruka said, sweatdropping as Brock sighed
dreamily.
"Fired and
then we take over the company and run our own gym." James said. "I
like it."
"That’s Dad
alright." Ryer mumbled.
"Yeah, just
younger." Ruka muttered in reply.
"So who are
you exactly?" Meowth asked, looking right at the younger cat Pokemon.
"We’ll,
you’re my Dad." She replied. "And Ruk and Ry command me. They call me
Mew so they don’t confuse me with you since I’m a Meowth too."
"Um, okay.
But are you like a member of the second Team Rocket?" Mew nodded.
"Do you have
a Headquarters of your own?" Ash asked Ruka.
"We have a
card table in the basement." she replied. "But we’re looking into a
club house in the backyard."
"Yeah, and
we have all manner of access to the house." Ryer added holding up a ring
of keys. He began to flick them over the ring, naming them off. "House
key, house key, house key, bathroom window picklock, balcony door picklock,
access card to main building of the Original Team Rocket Head Quarters, Gym
key, Gym key, Gym key, Garden gate picklock, Gym poolroom skylight picklock and
is all else fails....smash." He held up a mallet and grinned.
"Wow. We
have a house?" James asked.
"Yeah."
Ryer nodded. "You travel a lot now but you will have one very nice
penthouse apartment downtown in Sutrudo. And the Gym is on two levels. You
train grass, ground and air Pokemon mostly but Ruka and I have our own little
section for our rock, electric, fire and water Pokemon."
"Wow. We
sure have a cool future." James said. Jesse nodded. "Mm-hm."
"Do you have
any brothers or sisters?" Misty asked.
"No we're
only children. But we have lots of friends." Ruka replied. "There's
our neightbours, the Quads and then my pen pal Nina who lives in Pallet. I see
her every year at the Pokemon convention on Evolution Mountain. Her Mom and Dad
and her always come. She brings her Pikachu and Hitmonchan and we do battle.
She has three badges. Rock, Wind and Rainbow."
"Who are her
parents. Anyone we know?" Ash asked.
"You and
Misty." Ryer said. Misty and Ash both looked at each other and screamed,
scrambling as far away from each other as possible.
"I married
HIM!?!" Misty screamed.
"I can't
believe this! I wouldn't fall in love with that bug hating, bike possesive,
carrot top in ten million years!" Ash yelled.
"Who are
'the Quads'?" Brock asked, ignoring his companions.
"The
Quadruplets." Ryer explained. "They're your daughters. Katie, Kitty,
Kimmie and Kat."
"Do they
have any siblings?"
"They have a
baby brother, but Jordan's to little to play with much yet. He's not that much
of a playmate but is he ever cute!" Ruka sighed. "The quads all look
exactly alike. Pink hair tied back in loops, blue eyes, and they all have a Vulpix.
They can't even tell each other apart. Almost the only way to tell them apart
is either how they laugh, or their badges. Katie has a Marsh Badge for
defeating an Alakazam Phsycic Pokemon, Kitty beat a Gloom and got a Grass
Badge, Kimmie earned a Water Badge for defeating a Squirtle, and Kat won an Ice
Badge battling a Hitmonchan."
"Pink
hair?" Brock asked. "Who's their mother?"
"Oh she
works as a nurse at the Pokemon center. Everyone calls her Joy."
"Nurse
Joy!?!" Brock yelled. "YEEEESSS!"
"What else
is different in the future? Are there robot slaves?" James asked, his eyes
wide with the thought.
"They've
invented the three day work week." Ryer shrugged. "And suits and ties
are practically antique. Everything is casual and comfortable."
"Anything
else?" Jesse asked, "What's in style in your era?"
"Fur is
making a comeback." Ruka mused. "But the really big thing with the
girls is short skirts. Everybody at the mall really loves my Team R outfit. I
just leave off the jacket and put on my sandals and I'm set."
"Everyone at
the mall? Don't you go to school?" Jesse asked.
"We used to
go to The Pokemon Academy...." Ryer said forlornly. "That brain
school you and Dad tried to get in to when you were younger? But all the kids
there were obessesed with facts, battle ranks and satistics."
"They made
both of us feel really dumb," Ruka broke in. "And we were always
afraid of saying something wrong, because punishments were really harsh. When
we graduated the kindergarten class you and Dad pulled us out with a letter of
complaint to the school board on their discipline policy. We've been home
schooled almost all our lives."
"You taught
us pretty much everything we know." Ryer shrugged.
"I just have
to ask this." James sighed, looking to Jesse with a look idicating that
his curiosity had go tten the better of him again.
"Which of us
is your favorite parent?" he said. Ruka and Ryer looked at each other.
"Geez. I
don't know. We like you both." Ruka said.
"We don't
have a favorite." Ryer agreed.
"That's all
I needed to know." James smiled.