It was five-o clock in the morning and
James woke up and decided to take a break from plotting their next Pikachu capture attempt for the day. He left a note on
the kitchen table that told Jessie that he'll be out taking a walk, maybe going to the store or something. He wrote that he'd
be back around noon.
Jessie and Meowth woke up at seven and Jessie read the
note and agreed that they should take a day's break. Meowth takes this as a feast day, and rates the fridge. But Jessie decided
to do something else...
A couple hours after they woke up, Jessie walked into
the bedroom and went into James' closet. Which James had told her and Meowth NEVER to go into, but of course Team Rocket doesn't
follow rules, so Jessie quietly slid out a large shoebox from James' closet and placed it on her bed.
Jessie opened the box, and accidentally dropped the
lid on the floor and couples of James' bottle caps fall out, making clanking sounds as they hit the floor.
"Jess? What are you doin'?" Unfortunately, Meowth's
ears can hear REALLY well.
"Ok, I'm looking at James' stuff. Please don't tell
him. Because if you do..." Jessie had a mean glare in her eyes.
"Jess, you're not supposed ta look tru Jimmy's junk!
...But, hey James is gone, we can have some fun!"
They started messing, and flipping, and opening, and
closing every little button, and knob, and odd, and end they could get their hands on. After about twenty minutes, Meowth
was sitting on the bed looking at some old photos. But Jessie was interested in opening a small blue box that had been hidden
in the corner.
"Hmmm, I should be able to open it if I... OW! Nope,
that's not it... Aurgg! I need to know what James has in this box!" Jessie was getting impatient.
"Ha! And hears one a youse twos in dose whacked-out
hippie outfits! What a riot!" Meowth was looking at the pictures of all the different costumes that Jessie and James wore
in the past to try and catch Pikachu. "Hey, what's dis? Looks like a peace a paper stuck inside the same picture slot as the
one of youse in ninja costumes." Meowth then began to read, "Dear Jessie..."
Jessie grabbed for the paper before Meowth can read
anymore. "Lets me see that, Meowth." Meowth went back to laughing at pictures. The note read:
Dear Jessie,
Why are you looking at my picture album?
Well anyway, there's a little blue box in the shoebox that you found this paper in. If you want to open it, you need to look
in a place in the kitchen that you would go to be alone. Or at least Meowth would.
Jessie was baffled. You
cant be alone in the kitchen, she thought, It's too small. She slowly trudged down the hall to the kitchen and
sat down at the table. Meowth hates being alone, but I guessshe thought for a while, he could hide under the sink
if he wanted to. But there's all those nasty pipes down there hed be afraid of getting dripped on.
