Within hours of their haul, our heroes had made a complete clean getaway. Upon which, they contacted Giovanni, who was impressed at the fact they had done something right (or wrong – which one is right? Talk about it on the message board ;) [RS]), after a brief “Congratulations”, he gave all three of them a month holiday.
“A Hoilday! I’ve been soooo tired lately!” muttered James, whilst yawning.
“Thank you.” grunted Simon. Once again, this was the most he had said at one time.
All three decided there was only one place to celebrate a successful haul: Neon City!
Upon arriving at Neon City, good fortune was looking upon them again.
“Mew, Mew, Mew! JACKPOT!” celebrated Jesse, as the machine whirred and coins flooded from the slot.
“Team Rocket’s never had so much good luck before!” cheered James, jumping up and down, followed by Jesse, when Simon walked in nearby. “Oh look!” James exclaimed, seeing Simon acting differently from normal.
“What do you think?” Beamed Simon with a large smile on his face, wearing a new outfit, an outfit that really stands up to Jesse & James.
“Well you’ve got the outfit, now all you need is the hair!” pointed Jesse, “Looks like time for a Team Rocket makeover!”
“Ooh! Makeover!” squealed James; he secretly had a hairstyle idea he wanted to see done before done to himself.
That evening, while Team Rocket makeovered the night away, Ash stood solo on the edge of a cliff overlooking Neon, Brock & Misty deciding to return to their gyms. He still had Muk, Kingler and Tauros. These were the Pokémon that were with Prof. Oak before the attack. “I don’t know where you are now, Team Rocket. But wherever you are, I WILL FIND YOU AND GET PIKACHU BACK!”
But back in the town, “Pika Pika!” cheered a happy looking Pikachu as he snuck from pocket to belt, stealing Pokéballs from everyone in Neon. But no one had noticed, except Simon. Pikachu scurried back Simon, with its tiny backpack filled with Pokéballs, along with few other things.
“Good Pikachu!” whispered Simon, sporting a fashionable (?) haircut, containing seven colours: Black, Red, Purple, Brown, Orange, Yellow and Blue from middle outwards. The day began to rise, so Team Rocket returned to their Hotel Room, where Simon sported the haul.
“You just don’t know when to stop, do you?” Mentioned Jesse, not looking very impressed, until he pulled out a pearl necklace. Her eyes flew wide. “That’s the most… beautiful thing that I’ve ever seen!” Simon handed it to her.
“Hey, what about me?” whined James, but Simon was one step ahead, where he handed James a gold rose. James took one look at it and was in love immediately.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” they both spoke.
“First Rules of Team Rocket: Know thy Teammates, Know thy Enemy, and know thy Pokémon. It was simple to haul this stuff when no-one was watching.”
“You’ve got to keep with us!” begged Jesse and James, seeing how much they were with them.
“NOT SO FAST!” shouted a young voice. At once, All three knew who the voice was, it was ASH! They spun round each throwing their Pokéballs at the brat. It was unsizeable odds. 18 on 3! Ash’s Muk, Kingler and Tauros against Jesse’s Lickitung, Arbok, Simon’s Pikachu, Squirtle, Rattata, Fearow, Arcanine, Kadabra and James’ Victreebell (not eating James’ head for the first time!), Weezin, Raichu, Venomnat, Nidorino and Spearow.
