keith

They walked through the door and the masseuse showed them to a room with a bunch of baths. There was quite a few different types too. A mud bath, a salt bath, a sand bath, a steam bath and several different types of herbal baths.

“Alright this way.” The masseuse showed them to the cubicle with a bathtub ment for Keith.

“Can you take off your Pokémon’s garments so we can begin with his herbal and salt bath.”

Lance nodded and knelt down and removed the outfit Keith was wearing from the pageant.

The lady began by rinsing Keith fur till he was completely soaked. Then she pored some of the herbal oils on him and massaged it in. At one point she got to his face and gently rubbed the oils into and affectionately squished his cheeks.

“So cute! Your pokemon is absolutely adorable!”

Lance chuckled. “Yeah he is awsome. He loves it when you give him scratches behind the ear.”

“With how fast that tail is going, you could use your pokemon as a boat propeller while on a raft. All you’d have to do is get him started up with the ear scritches lol.” The lady commented.

“Yeah, you totally could lol” Lance replied laughing at the image of Keith sitting at the back of a raft with his tail in the water, wagging really fast. Making them zoom through the water.

The rest of the bath went by in no time, Keith was all cleaned up and dried, all the dirt from when he played with iris gone, his coat shined like silk. and just as soft. He also smelled pretty too.

Next was the pedicure. The lady showed them to another room where pokemon of all kinds were getting their nails and claws done.

Once Keith was sat on the cushion, the lady began her work.

“Oh right! Do you want your Pokémon’s claws to be sharp or dulled down? Most people who bring their pokemon in for nail trimming want them dull so the Pokemon doesn’t scratch up their furniture. Trainers however prefer them sharp for battles.”

Lance thought it over and looked at Keith.

“What do you think buddy? Want your claws sharp or dull?”

The lady looked at Lance surprised, then nodded back and began working on Keith’s claws.

“Wow that’s amazing that you can understand your pokemon. You must have a really strong bond with him.”

Lance scratched the back of his head and mumbled sheepishly. “You have no idea. Don’t get him started on that.”

Lance could practically hear Keith shouting in his head “OF COURSE WE HAVE A STRONG BOND! WE HAD A BONDING MOMENT! I CRADLED YOU IN MY ARMS!”

Keith is never gonna let Lance hear the end of this.

While the lady worked on Keith’s nails, Lance came over and fondly petted Keith’s head. He marveled at how soft Keith’s fur was.

He sent Lance a look when he heard the word “bond,” knowing Lance would know what he meant. They really did have that bonding moment, even if Lance claims not to remember.

Lance knelt down and felt Keith’s claws.

“Wow, those are smooth and sharp. I bet you could help hunk out in the kitchen but cutting up vegetables. Or meat!”

Lance couldn’t help himself as he rubbed Keith’s cheeks and leaned in to give Keith a kiss on the forehead. Keith always looked so cute in wolf form.

They walked through the door and the masseuse showed them to a room with a bunch of baths. There was quite a few different types too. A mud bath, a salt bath, a sand bath, a steam bath and several different types of herbal baths.

“Alright this way.” The masseuse showed them to the cubicle with a bathtub ment for Keith.

“Can you take off your Pokémon’s garments so we can begin with his herbal and salt bath.”

Lance nodded and knelt down and removed the outfit Keith was wearing from the pageant.

The lady began by rinsing Keith fur till he was completely soaked. Then she pored some of the herbal oils on him and massaged it in. At one point she got to his face and gently rubbed the oils into and affectionately squished his cheeks.

“So cute! Your pokemon is absolutely adorable!”

Lance chuckled. “Yeah he is awsome. He loves it when you give him scratches behind the ear.”

“With how fast that tail is going, you could use your pokemon as a boat propeller while on a raft. All you’d have to do is get him started up with the ear scritches lol.” The lady commented.

“Yeah, you totally could lol” Lance replied laughing at the image of Keith sitting at the back of a raft with his tail in the water, wagging really fast. Making them zoom through the water.

The rest of the bath went by in no time, Keith was all cleaned up and dried, all the dirt from when he played with iris gone, his coat shined like silk. and just as soft. He also smelled pretty too.

Next was the pedicure. The lady showed them to another room where pokemon of all kinds were getting their nails and claws done.

Once Keith was sat on the cushion, the lady began her work.

“Oh right! Do you want your Pokémon’s claws to be sharp or dulled down? Most people who bring their pokemon in for nail trimming want them dull so the Pokemon doesn’t scratch up their furniture. Trainers however prefer them sharp for battles.”

Lance thought it over and looked at Keith.

“What do you think buddy? Want your claws sharp or dull?”

The lady looked at Lance surprised, then nodded back and began working on Keith’s claws.

“Wow that’s amazing that you can understand your pokemon. You must have a really strong bond with him.”

Lance scratched the back of his head and mumbled sheepishly. “You have no idea. Don’t get him started on that.”

Lance could practically hear Keith shouting in his head “OF COURSE WE HAVE A STRONG BOND! WE HAD A BONDING MOMENT! I CRADLED YOU IN MY ARMS!”

Keith is never gonna let Lance hear the end of this.

While the lady worked on Keith’s nails, Lance came over and fondly petted Keith’s head. He marveled at how soft Keith’s fur was.

He sent Lance a look when he heard the word “bond,” knowing Lance would know what he meant. They really did have that bonding moment, even if Lance claims not to remember.

They walked through the door and the masseuse showed them to a room with a bunch of baths. There was quite a few different types too. A mud bath, a salt bath, a sand bath, a steam bath and several different types of herbal baths.

“Alright this way.” The masseuse showed them to the cubicle with a bathtub ment for Keith.

“Can you take off your Pokémon’s garments so we can begin with his herbal and salt bath.”

Lance nodded and knelt down and removed the outfit Keith was wearing from the pageant.

The lady began by rinsing Keith fur till he was completely soaked. Then she pored some of the herbal oils on him and massaged it in. At one point she got to his face and gently rubbed the oils into and affectionately squished his cheeks.

“So cute! Your pokemon is absolutely adorable!”

Lance chuckled. “Yeah he is awsome. He loves it when you give him scratches behind the ear.”

“With how fast that tail is going, you could use your pokemon as a boat propeller while on a raft. All you’d have to do is get him started up with the ear scritches lol.” The lady commented.

“Yeah, you totally could lol” Lance replied laughing at the image of Keith sitting at the back of a raft with his tail in the water, wagging really fast. Making them zoom through the water.

The rest of the bath went by in no time, Keith was all cleaned up and dried, all the dirt from when he played with iris gone, his coat shined like silk. and just as soft. He also smelled pretty too.

Next was the pedicure. The lady showed them to another room where pokemon of all kinds were getting their nails and claws done.

Once Keith was sat on the cushion, the lady began her work.

“Oh right! Do you want your Pokémon’s claws to be sharp or dulled down? Most people who bring their pokemon in for nail trimming want them dull so the Pokemon doesn’t scratch up their furniture. Trainers however prefer them sharp for battles.”

Lance thought it over and looked at Keith.

“What do you think buddy? Want your claws sharp or dull?”

They walked through the door and the masseuse showed them to a room with a bunch of baths. There was quite a few different types too. A mud bath, a salt bath, a sand bath, a steam bath and several different types of herbal baths.

“Alright this way.” The masseuse showed them to the cubicle with a bathtub ment for Keith.

“Can you take off your Pokémon’s garments so we can begin with his herbal and salt bath.”

Lance nodded and knelt down and removed the outfit Keith was wearing from the pageant.

The lady began by rinsing Keith fur till he was completely soaked. Then she pored some of the herbal oils on him and massaged it in. At one point she got to his face and gently rubbed the oils into and affectionately squished his cheeks.

“So cute! Your pokemon is absolutely adorable!”

Lance chuckled. “Yeah he is awsome. He loves it when you give him scratches behind the ear.”

They walked through the door and the masseuse showed them to a room with a bunch of baths. There was quite a few different types too. A mud bath, a salt bath, a sand bath, a steam bath and several different types of herbal baths.

“Alright this way.” The masseuse showed them to the cubicle with a bathtub ment for Keith.

“Can you take off your Pokémon’s garments so we can begin with his herbal and salt bath.”

Lance nodded and knelt down and removed the outfit Keith was wearing from the pageant.

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

“Prepare for trouble!” A lady with pinkish gravity defying hair dropped down into a dramatic pose with an arm outstretched.

“And make it double!” A man with an unnatural shade of blue bob crouched down and mirrored her.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation!”

As they recited their… Intro? Keith analyzed them. The two had a uniform of sorts. Two “R”s on their shirts with black boots. It was simple.

At the end of it all, a cat looking thing jumped between them.

“Meowth! That’s right!” It said.

What is happening? Is this team rocket?! Keith looked up at Lance, trying to gauge his expression.

“You there, twerp!” The woman said, pointing a finger at Lance, “We demand you hand over your Pokémon!”

The blue haired one closed his eyes and nodded like an anime protagonist.

“…… Keith remember those criminal pendejos I was just telling you about?… that’s them.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Of course they’d have to show up. Yeah yeah Keith, I know I’m an idiot for tempting Murphy. I’m a real pendejo.”

Then stretched and shrugged. Intending to ignore them.

“Don’t you walk away from this!! We need that Pokémon to help us catch Pikachu!” James yelled out seeing Lance and Keith starting to leave.

“Meowth! Hurry! Use the grabber!!” Jessie scolded him for not moving fast enough.

“Don’t yell at me!”

He looked at Keith and sent Keith a mental message ‘Hay Keith. Watch this.’

Then he nonchalantly says out loud “Keith Use rock tomb.”

The rest of team rocket gasped at the situation.

“You’re gonna pay for this!” James called after them again.

“…. Ok that’s surprising. Usually they keep going at it till they get shot into orbit by an explosion and shout “looks like team rockets blasting off again!”……. Think they might be up to something?”

“Hi I’d like to check my pokemon in for a spa treatment.”

The lady at the front desk smiled and responded. “Sure thing. What is your pokemon?”

“A new breed of lycanroc”

The lady looks down at Keith.

“Really? Huh.. we don’t have any info on lycanroc here. Can you give us some basic info? What type is it? And what should we avoid using on your pokemon?”

Lance thought about it and responded. “Well he is a rock type but he has no aversion or issues with water. You can pretty much treat him like a normal type. Though keep dairy products away from him, he can’t ingest dairy.”

The lady nodded and wrote down all the info.

“Ok then. Here’s a clipboard with all the different spa treatments we provide. Takes this, have a seat and fill this out. When you’re done, bring it up to me and I’ll finish your paperwork. Then an employee will call you up to take your pokemon back to get their spa treatment.”

“Thank you ma’am”

Lance took the clipboard and went to sit down. He looked over the options and held the clipboard so Keith could see.

He looked at the clipboard, and all the options seemed pretty good. He trusted Lance’s judgment of what would be the best, and licked his cheek in appreciation and agreement.

He looked out the window, some sixth sense of his feeling like someone was watching…

“Whatever I think is best huh? If it were me, I’d go all out dude. I’d get the pedicure, the hydrotherapy plus salt scrub bath. Mud facial and massage. But I know you’re not that big on too much touching from strangers. You sure you wanna go with anything I’d recommend?”

Then lance noticed Keith staring out the window and followed his gaze.

“What cha looking at bud?”

Then He sees team rocket.

“…….. those guys I swear do not know how to wear convincing disguises.” He say with a deadpanned look.

He looks them dead in the eye and does the hand finger gesture that says ‘I’m watching you!’

“Lance and Keith!” A masseuse came out and called their names.

“Ok buddy, that’s us.”

They walked up to the masseuse and she greeted them.

“Alright sir, we will take your pokemon back to get his spa treatment. Would you like to sit in or wait out here? It’s not uncommon for trainers to sit with their pokemon during the treatment to calm them if they feel uncomfortable or confused.”

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

“Prepare for trouble!” A lady with pinkish gravity defying hair dropped down into a dramatic pose with an arm outstretched.

“And make it double!” A man with an unnatural shade of blue bob crouched down and mirrored her.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation!”

As they recited their… Intro? Keith analyzed them. The two had a uniform of sorts. Two “R”s on their shirts with black boots. It was simple.

At the end of it all, a cat looking thing jumped between them.

“Meowth! That’s right!” It said.

What is happening? Is this team rocket?! Keith looked up at Lance, trying to gauge his expression.

“You there, twerp!” The woman said, pointing a finger at Lance, “We demand you hand over your Pokémon!”

The blue haired one closed his eyes and nodded like an anime protagonist.

“…… Keith remember those criminal pendejos I was just telling you about?… that’s them.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Of course they’d have to show up. Yeah yeah Keith, I know I’m an idiot for tempting Murphy. I’m a real pendejo.”

Then stretched and shrugged. Intending to ignore them.

“Don’t you walk away from this!! We need that Pokémon to help us catch Pikachu!” James yelled out seeing Lance and Keith starting to leave.

“Meowth! Hurry! Use the grabber!!” Jessie scolded him for not moving fast enough.

“Don’t yell at me!”

He looked at Keith and sent Keith a mental message ‘Hay Keith. Watch this.’

Then he nonchalantly says out loud “Keith Use rock tomb.”

The rest of team rocket gasped at the situation.

“You’re gonna pay for this!” James called after them again.

“…. Ok that’s surprising. Usually they keep going at it till they get shot into orbit by an explosion and shout “looks like team rockets blasting off again!”……. Think they might be up to something?”

“Hi I’d like to check my pokemon in for a spa treatment.”

The lady at the front desk smiled and responded. “Sure thing. What is your pokemon?”

“A new breed of lycanroc”

The lady looks down at Keith.

“Really? Huh.. we don’t have any info on lycanroc here. Can you give us some basic info? What type is it? And what should we avoid using on your pokemon?”

Lance thought about it and responded. “Well he is a rock type but he has no aversion or issues with water. You can pretty much treat him like a normal type. Though keep dairy products away from him, he can’t ingest dairy.”

The lady nodded and wrote down all the info.

“Ok then. Here’s a clipboard with all the different spa treatments we provide. Takes this, have a seat and fill this out. When you’re done, bring it up to me and I’ll finish your paperwork. Then an employee will call you up to take your pokemon back to get their spa treatment.”

“Thank you ma’am”

Lance took the clipboard and went to sit down. He looked over the options and held the clipboard so Keith could see.

He looked at the clipboard, and all the options seemed pretty good. He trusted Lance’s judgment of what would be the best, and licked his cheek in appreciation and agreement.

He looked out the window, some sixth sense of his feeling like someone was watching…

“Whatever I think is best huh? If it were me, I’d go all out dude. I’d get the pedicure, the hydrotherapy plus salt scrub bath. Mud facial and massage. But I know you’re not that big on too much touching from strangers. You sure you wanna go with anything I’d recommend?”

Then lance noticed Keith staring out the window and followed his gaze.

“What cha looking at bud?”

Then He sees team rocket.

“…….. those guys I swear do not know how to wear convincing disguises.” He say with a deadpanned look.

He looks them dead in the eye and does the hand finger gesture that says ‘I’m watching you!’

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

“Prepare for trouble!” A lady with pinkish gravity defying hair dropped down into a dramatic pose with an arm outstretched.

“And make it double!” A man with an unnatural shade of blue bob crouched down and mirrored her.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation!”

As they recited their… Intro? Keith analyzed them. The two had a uniform of sorts. Two “R”s on their shirts with black boots. It was simple.

At the end of it all, a cat looking thing jumped between them.

“Meowth! That’s right!” It said.

What is happening? Is this team rocket?! Keith looked up at Lance, trying to gauge his expression.

“You there, twerp!” The woman said, pointing a finger at Lance, “We demand you hand over your Pokémon!”

The blue haired one closed his eyes and nodded like an anime protagonist.

“…… Keith remember those criminal pendejos I was just telling you about?… that’s them.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Of course they’d have to show up. Yeah yeah Keith, I know I’m an idiot for tempting Murphy. I’m a real pendejo.”

Then stretched and shrugged. Intending to ignore them.

“Don’t you walk away from this!! We need that Pokémon to help us catch Pikachu!” James yelled out seeing Lance and Keith starting to leave.

“Meowth! Hurry! Use the grabber!!” Jessie scolded him for not moving fast enough.

“Don’t yell at me!”

He looked at Keith and sent Keith a mental message ‘Hay Keith. Watch this.’

Then he nonchalantly says out loud “Keith Use rock tomb.”

The rest of team rocket gasped at the situation.

“You’re gonna pay for this!” James called after them again.

“…. Ok that’s surprising. Usually they keep going at it till they get shot into orbit by an explosion and shout “looks like team rockets blasting off again!”……. Think they might be up to something?”

“Hi I’d like to check my pokemon in for a spa treatment.”

The lady at the front desk smiled and responded. “Sure thing. What is your pokemon?”

“A new breed of lycanroc”

The lady looks down at Keith.

“Really? Huh.. we don’t have any info on lycanroc here. Can you give us some basic info? What type is it? And what should we avoid using on your pokemon?”

Lance thought about it and responded. “Well he is a rock type but he has no aversion or issues with water. You can pretty much treat him like a normal type. Though keep dairy products away from him, he can’t ingest dairy.”

The lady nodded and wrote down all the info.

“Ok then. Here’s a clipboard with all the different spa treatments we provide. Takes this, have a seat and fill this out. When you’re done, bring it up to me and I’ll finish your paperwork. Then an employee will call you up to take your pokemon back to get their spa treatment.”

“Thank you ma’am”

Lance took the clipboard and went to sit down. He looked over the options and held the clipboard so Keith could see.

He looked at the clipboard, and all the options seemed pretty good. He trusted Lance’s judgment of what would be the best, and licked his cheek in appreciation and agreement.

He looked out the window, some sixth sense of his feeling like someone was watching…

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

“Prepare for trouble!” A lady with pinkish gravity defying hair dropped down into a dramatic pose with an arm outstretched.

“And make it double!” A man with an unnatural shade of blue bob crouched down and mirrored her.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation!”

As they recited their… Intro? Keith analyzed them. The two had a uniform of sorts. Two “R”s on their shirts with black boots. It was simple.

At the end of it all, a cat looking thing jumped between them.

“Meowth! That’s right!” It said.

What is happening? Is this team rocket?! Keith looked up at Lance, trying to gauge his expression.

“You there, twerp!” The woman said, pointing a finger at Lance, “We demand you hand over your Pokémon!”

The blue haired one closed his eyes and nodded like an anime protagonist.

“…… Keith remember those criminal pendejos I was just telling you about?… that’s them.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Of course they’d have to show up. Yeah yeah Keith, I know I’m an idiot for tempting Murphy. I’m a real pendejo.”

Then stretched and shrugged. Intending to ignore them.

“Don’t you walk away from this!! We need that Pokémon to help us catch Pikachu!” James yelled out seeing Lance and Keith starting to leave.

“Meowth! Hurry! Use the grabber!!” Jessie scolded him for not moving fast enough.

“Don’t yell at me!”

He looked at Keith and sent Keith a mental message ‘Hay Keith. Watch this.’

Then he nonchalantly says out loud “Keith Use rock tomb.”

The rest of team rocket gasped at the situation.

“You’re gonna pay for this!” James called after them again.

“…. Ok that’s surprising. Usually they keep going at it till they get shot into orbit by an explosion and shout “looks like team rockets blasting off again!”……. Think they might be up to something?”

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

“Prepare for trouble!” A lady with pinkish gravity defying hair dropped down into a dramatic pose with an arm outstretched.

“And make it double!” A man with an unnatural shade of blue bob crouched down and mirrored her.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation!”

As they recited their… Intro? Keith analyzed them. The two had a uniform of sorts. Two “R”s on their shirts with black boots. It was simple.

At the end of it all, a cat looking thing jumped between them.

“Meowth! That’s right!” It said.

What is happening? Is this team rocket?! Keith looked up at Lance, trying to gauge his expression.

“You there, twerp!” The woman said, pointing a finger at Lance, “We demand you hand over your Pokémon!”

The blue haired one closed his eyes and nodded like an anime protagonist.

“…… Keith remember those criminal pendejos I was just telling you about?… that’s them.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Of course they’d have to show up. Yeah yeah Keith, I know I’m an idiot for tempting Murphy. I’m a real pendejo.”

Then stretched and shrugged. Intending to ignore them.

“Don’t you walk away from this!! We need that Pokémon to help us catch Pikachu!” James yelled out seeing Lance and Keith starting to leave.

“Meowth! Hurry! Use the grabber!!” Jessie scolded him for not moving fast enough.

“Don’t yell at me!”

He looked at Keith and sent Keith a mental message ‘Hay Keith. Watch this.’

Then he nonchalantly says out loud “Keith Use rock tomb.”

The rest of team rocket gasped at the situation.

“You’re gonna pay for this!” James called after them again.

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

“Prepare for trouble!” A lady with pinkish gravity defying hair dropped down into a dramatic pose with an arm outstretched.

“And make it double!” A man with an unnatural shade of blue bob crouched down and mirrored her.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation!”

As they recited their… Intro? Keith analyzed them. The two had a uniform of sorts. Two “R”s on their shirts with black boots. It was simple.

At the end of it all, a cat looking thing jumped between them.

“Meowth! That’s right!” It said.

What is happening? Is this team rocket?! Keith looked up at Lance, trying to gauge his expression.

“You there, twerp!” The woman said, pointing a finger at Lance, “We demand you hand over your Pokémon!”

The blue haired one closed his eyes and nodded like an anime protagonist.

“…… Keith remember those criminal pendejos I was just telling you about?… that’s them.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Of course they’d have to show up. Yeah yeah Keith, I know I’m an idiot for tempting Murphy. I’m a real pendejo.”

Then stretched and shrugged. Intending to ignore them.

“Don’t you walk away from this!! We need that Pokémon to help us catch Pikachu!” James yelled out seeing Lance and Keith starting to leave.

“Meowth! Hurry! Use the grabber!!” Jessie scolded him for not moving fast enough.

“Don’t yell at me!”

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

“Prepare for trouble!” A lady with pinkish gravity defying hair dropped down into a dramatic pose with an arm outstretched.

“And make it double!” A man with an unnatural shade of blue bob crouched down and mirrored her.

“To protect the world from devastation!”

“To unite all people within our nation!”

As they recited their… Intro? Keith analyzed them. The two had a uniform of sorts. Two “R”s on their shirts with black boots. It was simple.

At the end of it all, a cat looking thing jumped between them.

“Meowth! That’s right!” It said.

What is happening? Is this team rocket?! Keith looked up at Lance, trying to gauge his expression.

“You there, twerp!” The woman said, pointing a finger at Lance, “We demand you hand over your Pokémon!”

The blue haired one closed his eyes and nodded like an anime protagonist.

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

“You are gonna love this Pokemon spa! I hear they give really awsome massages and mud baths.”

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

“Sounds. Plausible.” He said sarcastically.

What were they even going to do next again?

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.

“To be fair, I only know what some people are like in the pokemon world. You don’t really have much of varied interactions with strangers in the game. Everything I know about the people are based of my knowledge of the game and anime.”

Then when Keith started chanting his mantra, Lance reached up and rubbed the werewolf’s back.

Keith groaned, “Lance! These people are strangers and we don’t even know if they’re telling the truth about keeping our secrets! They could be on the way to some— science lab or something— to report us! You better hope and pray they don’t. Or that your magic disguises work really really well. I swear, if you get us kidnapped—!”

Keith sighed abruptly, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have less sense about this place and it’s people than I do. I thought you played this game! Or show!”

Keith pointed fingers and gestured wildly to prove his point all throughout berating Lance. He ended with crossed arms and no change to his angry expression.