Jessie walked through the door of the poke-mart with Meowth by her side.
"Welcome to the poke-mart!"
The greeter smiled.
Jessie walked to the counter and looked at the items behind it, while Meowth jumped up the counter.
"Pika-Pika!"
He said in a scratchy, pitchy voice.
"Pikatchu! What are you doing on the counter?"
Jessie said in a low, poorly-contructed masculine voice.
"I'm so sorry,-...bro...-I don't know whats gotten into him!"
Even Jessie was cringing.
"Pikachu!"
Meowth cried as he jumped over the counter and onto the floor.
"Pikachu? Yo, bro, can you get my Pikachu for me?!"
"Oh, Nurse! Can you help us get this customer's pikachu?"
All the people at the counter frantically chased Meowth as he tried to buy some time for Jessie. Everyone else at the tables and waiting in the store crowded around the counters, watching Meowth and laughing.
Jessie made sure no one was looking and grabbed a canvas tote bag from the back of the counter and began shoving everything on the shelves into the bag.
Meowth jumped back onto the counter and into Jessie's stolen bag.
"Hey! You can't take that! You have to pay!"
The man over the counter shouted as Jessie rushed to the door.
The greeter rushed over to Jessie and stood in front of the door, blocking her way.
"You! Young man! What's your name?!"
The salesperson confronted Jessie.
"I'm not telling you ma' name, old man!"
Jessie faked her voice even more.
"I'll call the police if you don't give that bag back!"
He threatened.
Jessie tried to think of a plan.
"Nurse! Call 911!"
Jessie panicked and pulled out a pistol as she shot the roof.
"DAAHHH!"
Meowth yelled as he was shocked at the loud sound, as was everyone else.
"Jesshie! Wat da hewh awr you doin?!"
"It's our last resort!"
Jessie shouted.
"You! Get out of ma' way!"
Jessie pointed the gun at the greeter who was in her way in front of the door. The greeter nervously stumbled out of her way.
Jessie sprinted out of the door with Meowth in her bag, and she heard the salesperson on the phone with the police.
"Yes, we're at a poke-mart, a-and there's a young man wearing baggy brown pants and a jacket a-and a cap and they h-have a pikachu and they stole stuff a-and they fired a g-gun!"
Jessie was sprinting in the direction of the van and Meowth clung onto the bag, trying not to fall.
"Well, that was certainly-...eventful, right?"
Jessie panted.
"If I woudda known yu adda' gun, Jesh, you couwda-you couwda-!"
"It's-fine-and-...at least they won't know-...who we are!"
"Wreawy shwrurprished dat cotume worked!"
Meowth shouted.
Jessie slowed down as she got to the van and rushed to open the door a bit forcefully.
"Jessie!"
James smiled, relieved.
"C'mon, James, let's GO!"
She exclaimed as she jumped onto the back seat and put the bag down on the floor, Meowth jumping out of it and pulling the door to the van closed.
James started driving to the road as Y/N looked back at Jessie.
"Jessie did you-...did you shoot someone?"
Y/N asked.
"What? Oh, that."
Jessie laughed.
"It's just a modified pellet gun."
She smiled.
James finally got the show on the road and started speeding, and Y/N noticed that he was about to crash into someone.
"James! Slow down!"
They shouted.
"No need!"
James shouted before sharply swerving, causing Y/N to grab onto the ceiling handle.
"James! You're crazy!"
Y/N shouted.
"Why thank you!"
He smiled.
"How do you even have a license?!"
They stuttered while the van sped on a bumpy section of the road.
"I don't!"
He shouted proudly.
This was going to be a long ride home.
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James x Reader
FanfictionWhen Y/N is traveling through the Johto region with their team of rookie pokemon, what will happen when Team Rocket is desperate to get their hands on their starter, Totodile? Reader is referred to with they/them ////DISCLAIMER: this fic was one of...
