Neoshipping: Before Team Rocket

By: PiperSpoon13

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the characters I just enjoy enhancing the back stories to my own twisted fantasy

Summary: Butch and Cassidy and how they ended up wrapped up in the crime of team rocket.

I layed down that night thinking of how long we could pull this off. We needed to use the card as much as possible before Mom realizes it's gone. Maybe we should get a tent or something that way we don't have to find shelder if it rains, and other suvivlal supplies such as a first aid kit and a better pair of sneekers.

"Butch" I said first thing the next morning, feeling incridably stupid. He looked up giving me the 'go ahead'. "Do you know of a place that sells just about everything, you know food camping gear the works."

" You mean a super market?"

"So that's what their called" I said feeling even more stupid.

"yeah I saw one not too far back" he added struggling to sit up. "You have a point a tent and a warm sleepingbag will be a much better alturnative to the dirt." All I could to was smile. It seemed alot shorter back to the city than it was getting out of it, but that could be cause we were both rested or more than we were the night before. We finnally reached the super market DittoMart. Inside it was like a huge gymnasiom with shelves and shelves of stuff. Butch seemed to know his way around so I followed. "All the same" he said.

"What?" I asked feeling dumb for the uptenth time.

"The DittoMarts are built all the same. You know your way around one you can find your way around them all." How you couldn't get lost in here was a mystery to me. There were clothing on my right and magizanes on my left. We turned right and I found office suppiles and cleaning stuff. We finally reached what we were looking for which was just as confusing. There were so many kinds of tents, I didn't know which to pick. Butch was the first to narrow it down, "We're gonna be putting up and taking down this thing a lot; we need one that's light and easy to carry as we shouldn't stay in once place very long. Uh...you don't mind sharing do you. It's just I don't think it's nessasy..."

As cute as his stuttering was, I had to stop him; to be hosest I'd be dissapointed if we didn't share a tent, but I needed to be more subtle about it than that. "You right and besides finding a clearing big enough for a tent and campfire will be hard enough much less two of them." We settled on a single tent that roomed two and seemed easy to assemble. The next stop was the shoes. "Should we get them a little big so they'd fix if we grow some." I asked hoping for once that morning I wouldn't seem like a morron.

"Maybe for me but you should probably get something a little more fiting...because girls don't grow is much after ten." After trying on serval pairs of shoes, we chose what seemed like the most durable even if they were kind of ugly. It didn't matter much they'll be covered in mud in a week or so anyway. We carted a firstaid kit and a fifteen dollors worth of canned tunafish, before we realized we had forgotten to get sleepingbags and had to walk all the way back to 'Sporting Goods'. After looking at the sleeping bags we desided they were far to bulky for travel by foot and got a few throw blankets instead.

After throwing a few rain ponchos in the basket, a blue one for Butch, and a purple one for myself, we headed for the check out. There was a stout, middle-aged woman with a kind face. "Are you two planning a camping trip? I love to see families taking trips together." her voice was loud and had a pitch that hurt my ears a bit but I nodded to avoid any conflict. "Are you two twins? I aways wished I had a twin; Frateral right?" finnally Butch cut in as I handed her the credit card.

"Yeah, our parents dropped us off it seemed we were a little short on camping gear. I'm just glad they finnally stopped dressing us alike." 'He's brillent' I said to myself as we left the super market; I couldn't of chose a better guy to runaway with; not to mention better looking. We walked back in the same direction as we had been after picking up some plasitic forks at a fast food restarnt. Butch carryed the tent; we each managed to stuff the ponchos and blankets in our book bags and put all but two cans of tuna in our bags and the bag the tent came with. After walking a while we sat and ate a can each; they didn't taste good but what can you expect for .74 cent food. I couldn't eat all mine so I fed it to Rattaicate and Beaky; I had felt bad for keeping her cooped up in her pokeball for so long. It seemed the more we walked the less and less cars we saw. We were in the middle of no where again. Once dusk had set in Butch sent his Spearow out to find a clear patch of land in the woods to set up camp. The tent was roomier than I thought it would be and that I had secretly hoped; we both had room to wrap up in the throw blankets and lay on our lumpy backpacks.

Eating tuna from a can for a few weeks could make a vegan crave a steak; If vegans ate tuna that is. It seemed we were heading heading west forever. Looking behind me I saw a sign that said, "Teranceville 120 miles". Which was about 50 miles west of our home town. That was a little under three hours by car: . We had been gone just over a month. I had been smokeing the cigeattes I stole, one in the morning, one at night. Unfortionaty they begain to run out when I realized I had only two packs left this morning I desided I should only smoke one a day the lack of my morning nicatine was killing me, but I wasn't gonna let her know that. Cassidy and I had our share of aguments during that month too some about that, but mainly having to do with her not eating until she was about to faint, but for the most part, we got along. I felt somewhat clean for the first time in weeks as Cassidy and I had striped down to our underware and jumped in the pound; I had trouble not staring at her. Her blond hair was all over the place almost like an afro when we got out; she then spent the next hour combing it into the double braid style she hadn't taken down since we left. "Cassie what do you say we take a break from tuna." I said as we headed to the next town.

"What do you have in mind?" she asked just glaning at me.

I was planing to go what ever sounded good once we got to town, "I don't know babe" I couldn't believe I had just said that. She stopped in her steps; please, don't let her be mad at me. I had stopped to "I'm sorry it's just I been.." but my words were cut off by her placing her lips on mine.

"Don't worry about it, babe." was she making fun of me; I found myself kissing her back. She quickly broke off the kiss, cheeks pink as a likitounge. "Let go eat." We then contiued on like our spit exchange didn't happen; I knew it was the face we were both so embassed. Pre-teen hormones were just like that. Random; One day your crazy about a girl the next she could just as well be a dude. We made it to town and settled on another run down diner, after all anything was better than tuna. We were seated and given the expect useual smile saying, 'Aww...they're so cute.' "Let's treat ourselfs afterall we do have your moms credit card" she said playing along with the assumed date we were on.

We savered every bite of the plates we ordered ,and when it came time to pay, I hand over the creit card casually as if I was trying to impress Cassidy, who just giggled at my acting. The waitress gave me the "aww.." smile again, as she left to ring up the food. She stood there scanning the card serval times; maybe their credit card maceince was out of order, and maybe not. A man in a suit came up, and she motioned to the machice. I tuned in to bits any pieces of their conversation.

"But..they're just kids what would they be doing with a stolen credit card" the waitress said glancing at us. Cassidy seemed to be in tone too cause I saw her eyes widen almost in fear.

"You know what" the manager said, "I bet they're runaways; I'm sure the parents have filed a missing person report; we probably should call the police and..." I didn't hear the rest because Cassidy had grabbed my wrist as she bolted out the door. I quickly grabbed our bags that we had thrown in the bushs. The credit card was gone. Once we knew we were far enough away we sat down in an alley of two buidings.

"So how much cash do we have left" I asked worriedly.

Cassidy then pulled out a small change purse and counted. "Eighty-two dollors and fourty-seven cents."

Authors Notes: sorry it took so long posting this one. I'll try to get the next one done soon. I will also like to thank my most loyal reviewer buneary709.