In the last episodes of Rocket Science... ********^_^******** JAMES: Our next assignment is WHERE?!? JESSIE: Don't complain about it! Let's just go already! HIKARU: Ano... Umi, do you really need to hold him in there? FUU: Yeah. Mokona doesn't look comfortable in there. UMI/JAMES: Um, he's fine. Really! ASCOTT: Get them Ducey! FERIO/JESSIE: Pokeball, go! GIOVANNI: Excellent catches. JOHN SMITH: But now you're doomed! MUAWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! GIOVANNI: Urk! I've been kidnapped?!? MEOWTH: Youse two better go get the boss, or it's curtains. JESSIE/JAMES: Leave it to us! JAMES: He's still got our checks, afterall. JOHN SMITH: Now you've had it! You've fallen into my trap, which will draw all of you into a nexus of doom! MUWAHAHAHAHA! GIOVANNI: ... JESSIE: We've leapt again? Who are we now? MATT: T.K? What are you talking about? JAMES/SAURA: Oh dear... TY: Look! There's a giant hole in reality! IZZY: No, really? ********^_^******** No... really. That's what happened. Stop looking like that, it's time for the conclusion of... ROCKET SCIENCE Part 6: Um... And They Lived Happily Ever After? Hastily pasted by Kenji Murasaki Originally thunked of by Illyria ... The same of http://www.redshirts.net? Indeed! Now for that story... ********^_^******** James looked at the adolescence around him, and then to his partner. "Do we really have to do something to get the boss back? I mean, they were only 20,000,000 yen apiece..." Jessie nodded in understanding. Then she slapped him silly. "Stop whining and help me figure out just how to get back into that portal!" "T.K, why are you being so mean to Saura? And what are you talking about?" 'T.K' turned to the annoying toddler and glared a promising hurt into the youngster, Ty, who was fortunate enough to be too stupid to really know about it. "And what about Miyotismon? He's still got our parents! We've gotta--" "Look, squirt. The charade is over. You can do something about that AFTER we take care of our problems." Jessie spat. "Besides, this is the finale. We're supposed to look cool now." James got a starry look in his eye. "Really? You mean the galactic finale battle where we become the victor?" Jessie did a powerpose, which was rather disturbing because of her small stature. "Of course! Team Rocket will have the spotlight at last!" "... LET ME OUT OF HERE!" Matt and Mimi grabbed the panicked James. "Saura! You can't leave now!" Mimi nodded. "Yeah, we have to save those people, or the digital world is doomed!" "... Didn't you little rats just say that?" Jessie asked. "Um, yeah." Matt said. Jessie rubbed her temples. "I'm surrounded by idiots." ********^_^******** The group of K-12 Gap rejects traveled closer to the temporal reality disturbance. Their digital pets were all beside them, except for Biyomon, who just didn't seem to trust heir master/friend as much as she used to. "I'm scared." Palomon whined. "So am I." James agreed, huggling the small creature. It was comforting. Jessie bopped them both. "Twits!" "T.K's mean..." Biyomon whimpered from her position on Ty's head. "Yeah... Hey. Why is everybody else so quiet?" Ty asked. "Um, because there' a huge black hole in the sky and Miyotismon's floating in front of it with some mad scientist laughing behind him." Izzy answered intelligently. "Oh. Is it time to fight then?" "Yup." "Cool!" "Ah, the pitiful Rocket rejects." John Smith laughed evilly. "Still going to try and rescue this twerp?" He asked, presenting a platinum pokeball, with Giovanni's face in the window. "Of course!" Jessie shot back. "Do you think we'd ever give up the boss before I got my Christmas bonus?" "I didn't know you got that." James said. "Well, I work harder than you do." "... So that's what Meowth was talking about when he said you and the boss took that trip to--" Jessie thwaped him with Biyomon. "Guys, we're in a situation here." Joe piped up. "Couldn't we do something about THEM first?" James looked at the mad scientists and TV's Frank... I mean Miyotismon, and shrugged. "Easily rectified. Jessie! The weapon!" Jessie reached into her shirt, and held it menacingly. As menacingly as a toddler could, anyway. "You can't win." "Of course I can. Watch." He snapped his fingers, and Miyotismon looked at him. "Finish them." "... Just what do you think I am, human?" The massive Darklord Digimon snarled. "I only came here to see just what was disturbing my plan to destroy the Digital World and the Real World. Now that I know, I have to agree with the brats; you're annoying, and you must go." "Oh yeah..." John Smith sweatdropped. "I didn't put any control device on you yet." "Like that could save you." The Digimon growled, hands charging for a Crimson Lightning attack. "Well, I think now would be a time to do that." So he did. And Miyotismon blasted him into the ground. "Mental note... Cut it on next time..." And he died. Jessie and James looked at each other, then ran to the smoldering hunk of chunky meat and grabbed the pokeball from its grasp. A short pop of light later, Giovanni was out, and looking very Not Happy. "I'm not happy." The man stated. "Um... we're sorry for the late rescue?" James offered. "No. Just get that one up there. He'll make a nice add to the collection." "Sure boss." The Darklord Digimon looked at them curiously. "You pitiful Digidestined still think you can do something to me? I am all powerful!" "And corny." Jessie said. "And not really a good dresser." James added timidly. Giovanni just shrugged. "Where I want you to go, you can do as much destruction as you please. Under my command, of course." Miyotismon's eyes narrowed. "And just HOW do you intend to stop me? Even your pitiful WarGreymon could not harm me. I doubt that you could--" "Pokeball, go!" Jessie said, chucking the silver pokeball at the Darklord Digi. "...What?" was all he got out before he was captured. "Well, that's that. Job well done you two. You managed not to screw up for once." Jessie beamed. "Our pleasure boss." "Good. Now, back to HQ. I'll be expecting written reports from both of you." "But... you said we did a GOOD job." James whined. "You did." He clicked something on his watch, and disappeared. James imagined the massive mountain of paperwork waiting at home for them and shuddered. "Jessie, isn't it about that point in our careers where we take our well built-up vacation time?" "I believe you're right. I wouldn't mind going to Rio right now." "Sounds great. Let's go." "Um, what about that big hulking hole in the sky?" Joe asked. "What?" Saura looked at him. "What are you talking ab-- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" Everyone gasped. "Saura swore!" T.K said. "There goes the censor's review." Izzy muttered. ********^_^******** "This is the life, isn't it?" "Not really James," Jessie said while being messaged by a hulking slab of beefcake. "But it's close enough. More cream, Luna? Meowth?" "... Oh bother. Why not? I deserve it for what I put up with." Luna agreed. "Of course, babe. Stick wit' us, and you'll never have to work hard again." Meowth smiled. "And I'll take some bottled water instead." "As long as you never touch me again, yes." The cat said. James looked at the two, then to Jessie, and shrugged and turned back to his strawberry daiquiri. And there was much relaxing. ********^_^******** Okay, I know. Not too funny, but you work with what you get. Now on to the notes. I'm currently netless. Haven't had a solid connection, and looks like I won't be getting one till I get a credit card on my own, or the lovely busty T3 Fairy decides to pay me a visit and donate out of the goodness of her heart. Doesn't mean that I'll stop writing for Impro though. It's too much fun. ^_^ Anyway, time to get other things done, like this mad mountain of homework for school. Back to the Hack people. Ja ne! K. Murasaki (8/21/01) ********^_^******** "... What do you mean they took my private jet out to Rio?" Ultros shrugged, which was quite a scene. "They said it was fine, so I gave it the go ahead." "Okay. As my secretary, you're fired. Now go and make yourself useful." "Sure. There is that hentai production live action audition that I wanted to try for..." "Puuuuuuuuuu..." "Well, they might. I'll put in a word for ya."