Chapter 3 - Teamwork

Meowth whimpered in the corner as the Meowsy sneered over him, taunting him with the fact that he couldn’t help James.

“Great, how do I always get myself in these kind of messes?” Meowth sighed in a scared tone. Meanwhile, James stood dead as the Persian circled around him.
“I can’t use any of my Pokemon, they never win!” He sighed warily. At that moment the Persian sprang towards the petrified James who fell over screeching. The Persian tore at James’ hair and Team Rocket uniform leaving huge scratch marks and tearing out clumps of James’ possessions along with it. The Persian snorted at James’ scared expression and from above in the tree house, Meowsy giggled at the sight of a human writhing before a small Pokemon. James didn’t know what to do so he kept attempting to kick away the yowling Pokemon on top of him. “Oh it’s no use, I’m a useless trainer and I can’t even save Meowth, I should just let this Persian kill me right here, right now!”

Just as James said that, a figure kicked the Persian in the head causing him to roll into the tree where it fled back up to Meowth and Meowsy. “Thank you.” James said shortly without looking up whilst rubbing his wounds.

“I thought we weren’t talking.” His rescuer replied. Startled, James shot up to be standing face to face with Jesse, his rescuer.

“Jesse?” He asked in a quiet voice.

“I don’t know what to do with you James, first you steal my lip gloss and then you get beaten up by a Pokemon!” She scowled at her fallen comrade. James’ trust was instantly washed away as he screwed his face up towards Jesse, hauling himself off the floor, he stared at her long and cold.

“Listen Jesse, I didn’t take your lip gloss and I could have got rid of the Persian even if you didn’t help me!” He screamed at his ex-friend.

“Oh yeah? That’s why you were writhing around on the floor then?” Jesse screamed back. The two instantly turned their backs on one another with their arms folded and noses in the air. After a while, they heard screams from a tortured Meowth again. Both cringing and swallowing their pride, they turned towards one another.

“Look, I think we’ll have to work together if we want to rescue Meowth.” Jesse said through gritted teeth whilst James just solemnly nodded, not daring to meet Jesse’s gaze. “Right, our best shot is to try and sneak in the tree house and nab Meowth. There’s a hole in the trunk, we can get up through there with the help of Wheezing.”

“And why do we have to use my Pokemon?” James growled.

“Can Arbok fly?” Jesse scowled and James fell silent in defeat. Within moments, Jesse and James were crawling through the hole with Wheezing in front of them. Once inside, they latched on to Wheezing who slowly descended up the tree trunk.

“How high is this thing?” James sighed.

“Stop complaining!” Jesse scowled at James as she extended a hand to slap him across the head. Before she managed to swipe James’ head, her other hand slipped and she begun to loose her footing, sliding of Wheezing’s round body, only hanging on by a bump on Wheezing’s larger head. Just as she let go of the Pokemon, she felt a slender hand grab hers. She slowly opened her eyes and looked up to see James grabbing on with all his might, one eye closed as he struggled to support Jesse and himself on the floating Pokemon. With one mighty pull, James heaved Jesse back onto Wheezing. Jesse stared into James’ eyes as they both sat silently for a moment.

“Thank you.” She mumbled after a while. James huffed.

“Your welcome.”

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