Double Trouble

The light faded from around Ruka, Ryer and their friends. The group looked around. "We're back home!" Katie cried, hugging Ryer happily. "And so are we!" James wailed from behind her. Everyone turned to see the eighteen year old Jesse and James sitting on the floor. "We're in the future!" Jesse wailed. "Oh! How could this happen!" "With a Time Machine." Meowth said sarcastically. "Oh shut up you stupid furball!" "I guess you're stuck here until the future Meowth can dry off this time machine." Ruka said, pointing to the original contraption sitting on the table where the group had abruptly landed. The machine was still dripping with cola. "Come on." Ryer said. "We might as well introduce you to your future selves."

James, Jesse and Meowth nervously followed Ryer and Ruka into the kitchen of the large apartment. "Mooom!" Ruka called. "We're back from the past!" "Again?" Jesse heard her own voice filter down from the upper level. "Did you bring anything with you this time?" "Um....well you see, we sort of accidentally brought you and dad when you were eighteen." Ryer called. "WHAT?!" the future Jesse yelled down. At that moment an older taller version of James gropped his way into the kitchen. After stumbling blindly into a couple of chairs he grabbed a hold of Ryer's head from behind. "Ruka?" he guessed. "Ryer." He son corrected him. "Dad? What are you doing?" "Looking for my glasses." the older James replied. "Have you seen them?" "On your head Mr. J." Nina said, walking casually past him and picking up an apple from the bowl on the counter. Future James reached up onto his head and pulled down a pair of rounded rectangular glasses. He set them on his nose. "Thank you Nina." He sighed and turned to face Ruka and Ryer. And screamed. In a flash he was hanging off the ceiling light fixture, pointing at his younger self from the past. "M....mm...m...m..." He stuttered. "Me?" James prompted. "Yeah." his older self said, nodding. "They accidentally came back with us from the past." Ryer explained. "Why didn't you tell me that?" Future James cried and dropped to the floor. "You're pretty clutzy you know." James stated to his older incarnation. The other looked him right in the eyes. "Here's some news. I'm you." "Oh yeah." James got a pondering look on his face. "You're real fraidy cat you know that?" said an all too familiar voice. The future Meowth jumped down from the cupboard onto the windowsill over the kitchen sink. "And blind as a bat when you don't have those glasses." he teased the older James. "Shut up you miserable furball!" the future James growled. Grabbing a paper weight from the kitchen table he hurled it angrily at the Pokemon. Meowth ducked. There was a shatter of glass as the paper weight went crashing through the window pane. Everyone froze. "What was that!" Jesse heard herself screaming from upstairs. "Uh...nothing!" the older James yelled. "For nothing it sounded a hell of alot like a paper weight breaking my kitchen window." The older Jesse stalked into the kitchen. "James, when are you going to learn that cats duck." she sighed, then turned around. "Hey! You really did bring us in from the past! Cool......."