Once again...failure. Jessie, James, and Meowth sat in the middle of some city. Then a young girl come up to them. She had ruby red and glossy
blue striped hair that was falling in front of her eyes from a headband that was red and purple. She was about 5feet 6inches, or so it looked. She had beautiful sapphire eyes that glittered in the sun. Her shirt was a hot pink shade, and over it was a light blue jean jacket that was open widely. She was wearing dark blue jeans.  She had a warm smile, but she wasn`t smiling for long. after the smile she had a look of surprise and fear.

Girl: Hello I `m Jessica. I`ve been sent by the boss to help you.
Jessie: How old are you?
Jessica: Younger than you, and a better trainer than you.
James: Why not settle this with a battle?
Jessica: O.K. only if you use all your pokemon put together against one of mine.
Jessie: O.K.
      The battle was on. Jessie sent out her arbok and wobufeet, and James sent out his wheezing and victorybell, which jump on his head. Jessica laughed at such a site. Jessica gracefully throw out a a pokeball, and out of the pokeball came a beautiful flareon.

Jessica: Your victorybell is funny, James.
James: Ya so funny.
voice: James dearest.
Jessica: NO!
James: Jessiebell!
Jessie: Cursed.
Jessiebell: James Dear I missed you so. Jessica how is my niece.
Jessie: Niece?
Jessiebell: Yes, your daughter.
James: Oh my!
Jessica: Took her to figure it out.
Jessie: I was upset...
Jessica: from losing by Ash.
James: Quiet.
Jessica: I`m independent. Nothing shuts me up. You can`t even remember your own daughter.
Jessiebell: You forgot your own daughter! How funny!
Jessica: Shut up ,Jessiebell.
Sound: Ruff ruff.
James: Growlie!
Jessica: Why do you have him?
Jessiebell: I... I mean...
James: It isn`t lady like to stutter.
Jessie: Yes.
Jessica: Of course it isn`t.
Jessiebell: I`m...um... getting him groomed! Yes, I`m getting him groomed.
Jessica: Why? He is already groomed.
Jessiebell: No he not.
James: Yes he is.
Jessiebell: Fine! I`m selling him.
James: Give me Growlie!
Jessiebell: Keep the ugly mongrel.
Jessica: That vileplume is the mongrel.
Jessie: Jessica, unless you want to end up paralyzed I suggest that you keep your mouth shut.
Jessica: I know what I`m doing, mom, trust me. Jessiebell I chalange you to a beauty contest of grass pokemon.
Jessiebell: I except, but where are we going to do it.
Jessica: Come on I know where to go.

Till the next chapter