Once again our dynamic trio are on their way back to Pallet and to decide what they are to do next, if anything. They were relieved the shadow of TR was finally lifted; too bad it wasn’t gone quite yet.  Ash and Misty are fighting again, which was a relief since they hadn’t in awhile.  Brock was starting to think that their new feelings for each other would stop the arguments that made sure he wasn’t always the one to be smote. He had found out easily, Ash being a terrible liar.  In fact, that was what they seemed to be fighting about.
“That was the most pitiful excuse I have ever heard!” Misty yelled
“How was I supposed to know he wouldn’t believe me?” Ash countered
“Neither of us have a major tournament coming up, why else would we be both training in the middle of the night?”
“Maybe we just wanted to be ready in case.”
“We left our pokemon at the center!”
“It’s too late now anyway, Brock knows.”
“It’s still your fault, though at least we know your normal intelligence has come back.”
    As they kept at it, a beautiful jogger went by and Brock chased after.  The others didn’t notice at first, and by the time they did he was getting further away.  “Come back here!” Misty commanded, “I don’t need this right now.”  He was still getting more distant.  “You made be do this” she muttered and then cupped her hands to her mouth “IVY!” she called....  Brock had stopped but managed not to be completely stunned, as it had been awhile since their mysterious parting.  As they got to him, he turned around.  “That was a low blow,” he said in a small voice.
Misty wasn’t having any of it.  “You always turn towards a pretty face.”
 “Come on, Misty, I’ve been looking forever for the right girl.”
“If you weren’t such a traveler, you would by now.  Though, as long as you are, you need a girl that travels.”
“True, I can’t seem to settle down, can I?”
“None of us can, that’s why we’re here.”  This was Ash now.  No more was said, and they continued on.
     Meanwhile, in a nearby clearing, Jessie was planning.  “Didn’t we promise the twerps that we wouldn’t bother them anymore?”  James asked of Jessie.
“Shut up, we must have one more try anyway.”
“But if the ones they gave us were extra, don’t they have pokemon that could send us to the moon five hundred years ago?”
“That’s why we aren’t going to straight out attack them.  We use their methods against them.”
“I see where tis is goin’” Meowth interjected.
“I think I have the picture, too.” James said.
“So, you have any ideas on how to do this?”  Jessie inquired of them.
“Well...there is the possibility that we could build costumes (notice a trend?) that have powers the pokemon themselves can’t have.”  James put in.
“Like?”
“Double power attacks, and also for irony, we can have a pikachu and for power an Alacazam.”
“Perfect, I’ll get you two what we need right away.”
“Not this time, Jess.  It’s been proven time and again that you cannot fool the twerps for long in any disguise.  You’ve been trying longer and I think I ought to do it.”
“Meowth?  What do you think of James’s idea?”
Meowth thought a moment “I think it’s a great idea.”
“If I’m outvoted, I guess I will try it your way, it probably won’t hurt.”
    After agreeing on their plan, they set to work on their disguises.  Then they got ready, James deciding that to further hurt the twerps (the only reason they do this anymore), he should look and act like a beautiful girl and get Brock right where it hurts.  After James getting himself properly attired, he went to check on the other two.  Jessie was ready but Meowth, for some reason wasn’t even close.  “What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Meowth says that he doesn’t want any part of it, since it is degrading to him.” said Jesse, taking off the Alacazam mask.
“Meowth, think of it this way.  This costume is fully functional, and so you would have personal power over a pikachu with powers that transcend those of the one that consistently destroys you.”
“If you put it that way, I guess I can try it.”
    Meowth tried to put it on, but found that pika arms are not long enough to reach the zipper in the front, but James helped him there. After testing their powers on the nearby scenery, they determined a five-minute recharge time after a full, double power attack.  They also tested the pokemon translator, which turns human speech to pokemon and vice versa for Jesse.  They then set their ambush.
     Back on the road with Ash, Misty and Brock, all of which had cooled down and the young couple were being romantic.  Misty had her head on Ash’s shoulder and Ash had his arm around her waist.  They then saw three shapes approaching at high speed behind them.  As the shapes became clearer, Brock’s eyes lit and Misty got ready to stop him making an ass of himself.  They stopped the girl, who introduced herself as Jasmine and her pikachu and alacazam.  They then managed to get the panicked girl to tell them that she was running from a swarm of beedril after looking nervously at them.  Misty started to warm to her at that, but still stopped Brock from lunging at her and saying things in the passions of the moment.  “Brock, stop it.”  She said, holding him back.
“I must get to her and hold her.” He said.
“I don’t mind, really.  I think he looks cute himself.”  Jasmine put in.
Misty was a bit shaken by that and lost her grip on Brock.  Giving up she turned to Ash, who was looking at Dexter very hard.  “I’ve just scanned her pokemon and in addition to the normal information, under attacks learned there is a 2X by every single one.”  He said as Misty came up to him.
“That is odd, I guess it means that they have been trained to have double the power of a pokemon their level.”
“That might be a good explanation, though another thing bothers me.  Neither are in a pokeball and there is no evidence that she has any pokemon other than this.”
“Maybe she can tell us.”
“Maybe.”
    They went to go see how things were going with Jasmine and found her and Brock sitting together having lunch.  “I’m sorry I didn’t wait, but Jasmine said she was hungry.”  He explained.  “Just like Brock” Misty said to Ash.
Ash took the initiative. “Are these your only pokemon?”
“Yes, they don’t like pokeballs and I decided not to bother having them inside, if they choose not to be.”
“I understand, my pikachu doesn’t like it either.”  Meanwhile, the two pikas had gone off to play and the Alacazam was meditating.
    After lunch, they all went on towards Pallet, Jasmine deciding to stay with them.  It turned out that she didn’t have much of a place to go and was just wandering around, looking for a purpose.  A few days later, they were nearing Viridian.  That night, TR decided that enough time had elapsed that they could try to take pikachu and disappear.  Jesse used psychic to hold pikacu while James put him into a rubber bag, deciding that might be better than the usual glass case.  Unfortunately for them, Ash was awakened by the slight commotion and the others soon followed when TR, unable to fight the urge, called the motto.  “I thought I blackmailed you well enough.”  Ash accused.
“You should know we don’t give up that easily.”  James said in his normal voice.
“Pikachu! Thunder – wave?”  Ash said as Brock came out of his surprised stupor and said something in his ear.  A surge came out of the bag and TR became unable to move.  “Now what?”  Ash asked.  Both of the other trainers looked at him like he was nuts.  “This is the perfect chance to teach TR a lesson.”  Brock said.
“How?”
“Ash, you’ve outdone yourself in stupidity” sighed Misty “look at them, they are at our mercy looking like that.”  Understanding dawned on Ash’s face.
“But what exactly do we do?”
     Brock had that one figured out already.  “Ash, Misty.  Search James for TR’s actual pokemon, I’ll sew the other two in their costumes and make sure their translators cannot be turned off.”  After that had been accomplished and TR disarmed and unable to escape their fate, Brock gave them their sentence.  “We’ll let you go with your pokemon when we reach Pallet.  So you won’t be stuck like this more than a week.”  They then went on, confident that TR wouldn’t give them any more double trouble.

Author's note: I disclaim EVERYTHING.  Pokemon is owned by people not me and everything else belongs to whoever can access the proper dimensional channels.