POKEMON A.R.

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			  The Hidden Nation Series
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			      Walkin' Trouble

				 (PROLOUGE)

				   PART 6


	Tyler's love life has gotten pretty complex; as if there were
some plot to make it that way... but that's impossible! -- Isn't it?

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Jesse's house, that night
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	"I'm home daddy!" Jessica said, putting her bike on the rack next
to her family's garage.

	"Hiya sweetie." her father said, sitting up from some of his
pokŽmon in the back yard, "How are you?"

	"Just radical." she said with a wicked grin.

	Her father didn't get the in-joke only Jesse knew, so he replied
only with a smile and a nod.

	Jesse walked past her father as she went up the stairs to her
parent's room.

	"How did it go?"

	Jesse looked up at her mother. The woman of the house was very
beautiful, and Jesse owed her Green eyes and rich, red hair to the genes
she'd gotten from her.

	"It went great," Jesse said with an evil smile, "you were right,
he was totally into it."

	"I told you," her mother said, "men LOVE to feel special... it's
even possible they like it more than we do; just keep it up and that
other girl shouldn't be a problem. You'll see Jessica, once he realizes
what you can give him, he'll eat out of your hand."

	"I gotta say mom," Jesse replied, "it worked really well. I mean,
he even clobbered that witch Cassidy in a pokŽbattle for me. I have to
say this is the first time I was glad to see her."

	"Was it REALLY *that* good?" her mother asked in almost fiendish
delight, "tell me everything, and spare no details."

	Jesse explained the afternoon, even the tingles she felt when
Tyler wrapped his arms around her on the bike and taking VERY special
care to give her mother a play-by-play of the pokŽbattle between Tyler
and Cassidy.

	"There was just one thing mom." Jesse added, "You said that he'd,
well, try to get into it, you know, take advantage of the opportunity to
get fresh and all... but, he didn't. In fact, it felt like he was trying
to keep a distance."

	"Well honey," her mother said, "maybe he and the other girl are
closer than you think."

	"No," she said, "he told me they weren't anything, and I don't
think that's it. He was... uh... I... I dunno, he seemed like he liked it
but it wasn't right for him just then... or something. I gotta sound so
dumb..."

	"Ahhh." her mother said.

	"You know what it is?" Jesse asked, hoping she had reason to
think something was up.

	"Yes Jessica," her mother said, "and if it is what I think it
is, you're going to have to be very careful."

	"Why?" she asked.

	"Because," Jesse's mother went on, "he'll steal your heart and
you won't know he's done it until you're so sickly in love you'll have
trouble eating, sleeping, and concentrating on anything."

	"Wow," Jesse said, "are guys like him *that* good?"

	"He doesn't need to be 'good' at anything," her mother said, "he
just needs to be himself. You have to understand sweetheart, there ARE
some nice guys out there... but they're becoming extinct and those still
around are getting snatched up very quickly. I mean, look; he has two
young women fighting for him already."

	"But that doesn't explain why I need to be careful." she said, "I
mean, it's not like I'm trying to get married or anything. I mean, I
don't even want to get that involved--"

	"And that's how I want to keep it." her mother said, "I don't
want you getting involved with a guy so soon other than the occasional
trophy girl-toy. You have to plan these things Jessica, and although this
is good practice for later, rushing into these things will ruin your
life."

	"I understand mom," Jesse said, "but this is a lot of fun. I'm
pretty sure it's OK. I mean, he isn't really interested, and if I keep an
eye out--"

	"Just remember to keep that eye out." her mother said.

	"Yes mother." Jesse said.

	"One more thing." she said, "This isn't as if the world will end
if you don't get this guy; if it comes to it, just back off."

	"Well..." Jesse began, not wanting to question her mother, "I..."

	"What is it sweetheart?"

	"Was it like this with you and daddy?" Jesse asked, not wanting
to voice her REAL concerns and desperately trying to change the subject.

	"Jessica, do you know how I say I loved you before you were
born?"

	"Yah." she said.

	"I mean that." her mother said, "Before I even met your father I
knew what you'd look like and what you'd be like. As soon as I was ready
to just 'settle down' I thought about my first child. I knew you'd be a
beautiful little girl and would grow up to be just like you are now. And
I went out to find someone that could give me the life, and the little
girl, I wanted."

	"Sounds kinda... I don't know..." Jesse said, "I mean... I know
you mom, and how you can do just about anything... but it sounds like you
needed a guy. Isn't that kinda..."

	"Stereotypical?" her mother said, "Jessica, you're going to learn
that everyone needs someone. I want you to remember that because I don't
want you to ruin something because you were afraid of becoming a
stereotype. If you like whoever, and they like you, and you both have a
chance at happiness, go for it. As for children... *I* ALWAYS knew I'd
have at least one child. And it was *my* choice to get 'married' to have
one."

	"I think I understand." Jesse said.

	"Good." her mother went on, "But to answer your question, I
looked for someone who would be a good father to you, would have sense
enough to help me help you through some of life's problems, and someone
who was attractive."

	"You didn't think about love?" Jesse asked, trying to get away
from the notion of her father as a sexual object.

	"I didn't have to." her mother answered, "I fell in love with
him, not realizing it."

	"Like what you warned me about?" Jesse asked.

	"Absolutely." she replied, "Which caused me no end of trouble as
your father was seeing someone else."

	"*NO*..." Jesse said, amazed, "I thought you and daddy were--"

	"No, we weren't love at first site." she said, "Well, *I* felt it
but he didn't. In fact, when I first saw him he and his girlfriend were
on a date."

	"What did you do?" Jesse asked.

	"I was only able to see him then because of the party we were all
attending." she said, becoming lost in memory, "He and his girlfriend--
her name was..."

	"Her name *was*?" Jesse asked out of curiosity.

	"Rachael... Harmous -- or something." her mother said, "Anyway,
I'd gotten in some small talk with him and I KNEW he was the one.
Afterwards, I found out everything I could about him, and found out he
worked with pokŽmon like I did and that he'd managed his money very well
from the working poor level his family had, using his trainer winnings to
invest and make it to what they now call upper middle class.

	"Daddy's very smart." Jesse said.

	"Another reason I went after him, my children deserved good
genes." she said, "And along those lines of thinking, I felt he deserved
the finer things in life. I started seeing him with the premise of
helping to get him his own pokŽmon Gym, which I made good on a month or
so before you were born. Anyway, I took every moment with him I could
get. Eventually, I'd caused enough problems with Rachael and your father
over working towards a Gym to have her stop seeing him. She, of course,
had meant it to get your father away from the Gym work and with it: me,
but your father, not getting my intent, didn't see why he should've. A
little later, I told him how, while we'd been working to get him his own
Gym, I had 'fallen' for him. And, after keeping Rachael away from your
father long enough, he was mine. We got married, and a couple of years
later, I was carrying you home from the hospital."

	"When did Daddy start loving you back?" Jesse asked.

	"It was when I was working to get him a Gym," her mother replied,
"I used no small amount of money working to get it for him. Once he found
out the full extent of money I was spending, he wanted to know why. I
told him, honestly, that I wanted to make him happy. He later told me
that was when he started having feelings for me."

	"One more thing mom. Jesse said.

	"Make it quick, it's time for bed."

	"You were spending all that money to help dad BEFORE he was
interested in you, right?" Jesse asked.

	"Yes."

	"How did you know it'd pay off?"

	"Well," her mother said, "because I was the most dedicated. I
wouldn't stop until your father and I were wed, and I was willing to go
that extra length to get him. Not having him wasn't an option. Not only
is that good for getting a guy, but it's good for anything you want in
life; never give up!"

	"I'll remember to be dedicated." Jesse said as she moved to
leave, "Goodnight mom, I love you.

	"Love you too Jessica." her mother said, giving her a hug, "Do me
a favor and tell that father of yours to get inside before he freezes to
death, OK?"

	"Sure mom." Jesse said as she went downstairs to remind her
father and, after which, go to bed.


				* * *


	Jesse laid in bed, her mind not allowing her to get any sleep at
all. She'd thought about what her mother had told her about getting what
you wanted... and about what she HAD NOT told her mother about what she
was thinking about Tyler. She'd never met any boy as mature as him (which
was a sad statement, which Jesse would've realized had she knew about
Tyler's incident with Jackii and the dirt-clod fight), she'd never known
she could be so... happy? Excited?... around a guy.

	Jesse got out of bed and opened the window to her side. She
looked out over the long valley that was her backyard. It was nice, she
had to admit, the smells of hundreds of flowers coming in through the
window and  the moon shining on the grass which waved in the wind, almost
like water near a beach.

	Jesse sighed. She couldn't explain it let alone get it. All her
life all she'd ever wanted to do was go adventuring through the world
like her father once had. She laughed at her mother when she'd tried to
get her to wear the fancier dresses and had laughed even harder when her
mother brought up men (just older boys in Jesse's opinion)... and now
Jesse found herself not only thinking about doing something other than
what she'd planned-- rather, she found herself plotting with her mother
over a guy's affections!

	Jesse had a thousand different thoughts running through her head
that night... but every one of them had to do with Tyler-- whether they
were good thoughts or bad ones. Eventually, she was tired of staring out
and letting her thoughts eat at her head. She closed the window, but left
the shade open so the moonlight could shine through. She then gave an
affectionate pat to Ekan's pokŽball, and slid back into bed. She'd worry
about Tyler tomorrow when she tagged along at his Soccer practice.


				* * *


	Jackii, after about 3 hours of crying, talking, and some yelling,
had managed to get her parents from freaking out. She was unpleasantly
surprised to hear about how her father had gone to Tyler's and harassed
Ms. Harmon, and after some MORE arguing and crying, managed to calm
everything down in that area too and even got her father to call the
orphanage and apologize. In the end, she promised her parents not to
spend so much time with Tyler (where they felt was the cause of the
problem) and they agreed to let her sort it out herself since, as her
parents had proved, she was really the only one who COULD resolve this
specific problem.

	 Once everything was said and done, Jackii laid in bed, the day
having been FAR too much for her in the end... She didn't feel it was
very fair, her parents dumping on an already PAINFUL situation in their
attempt to help, but it couldn't be helped, she guessed; parents always
meddled, it's just that, being human, they made mistakes sometimes when
they did it.

	And then, on top of this, even though she'd gotten through the
worst of the major foul-ups, she STILL was suffering through Tyler's
spout of immaturity/lack of romantic interest-- "Why me?" she said aloud.

	Still, perhaps this wasn't as hard as she thought-- after all,
she'd  be going to Tyler's Soccer practice tomorrow, maybe she could get
some normalcy between them so she could be around him and, slowly, get
him to notice her... Or at least NOT notice Jesse.


				* * *


Sunny Town Orphanage, Midnight
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	Unable to sleep, Tyler went to the back steps to see his pokŽmon
when he'd awakened, to his surprise, to find Psyduck had not stayed in
his basket. He decided he'd see what was up and say goodnight to his
pokŽmon when. He found them all talking together, all still by the steps
where they'd been before. He found them chatting merrily along and then,
in a moment of rather odd clarity, Tyler had a thought.

	"Guys?" she said interrupting them.

	Squirtle, Poliwhirl, Psyduck, and Pidgeotto all looked up at him,
somewhat surprised to see him awake.

	"I just wanted to say goodnight," Tyler said, "but now... Look,
I had a 'chat' with Pidgeotto today, and although I've *always* known you
were smarter than some people thought, I know now you're WAY smarter than
you let on and that you can talk and everything."

	"Well duh." Squirtle said in pokŽlanguage.

	All Tyler heard, was a "Squirt-Squirtle" out of the water
pokŽmon.

	"Listen I," Tyler said, "... I wanna learn how to understand
you guys. I mean, REALLY understand."

	"Is that even POSSIBLE?" Pidgeotto asked Squirtle in
pokŽlanguage.

	"TECHNICALLY..." Squirtle said back, "but, I mean, I think only
half a dozen humans could EVER fully understand pokŽmon, and that's just
some old stories the humans found only through old scrolls and stuff
other old humans wrote-- who knows if it's even true! And even then,
those humans were with pokŽmon for years according to those stories,
and--"

	"I can't do it, can I?" Tyler asked, interrupting the poke-talk.

	"Whoa." Squirtle said in poke-language, taken aback "I knew he
could *kinda* get the idea of what I was saying, but--"

	"See?" Pidgeotto said, "He's come this far, why not try?"

	"I hate to interrupt," Poliwhirl said, "but I must say that
this seeming adeptiveness may be the full scope of the trainer's
prowess..."

	"Meaning?" Pidgeotto said.

	"This is as good as he gets." Squirtle said, translating.

	"So we aren't going to do anything?" Pidgeotto asked.

	"I do not feel that would be beneficial." Poliwhirl said.

	"Yah." Squirtle said, "Besides, if he told everyone he COULD talk
to us, they'd think he was nuts!"

	"So!" Psyduck said, piping up, "He's our trainer and he's askin'
nice!"

	"Why don't we give it a shot?" Pidgeotto said, "If we can't teach
him, then there we have it... but if we can, just think."

	Tyler noticed the four pokŽmon stop chattering. They all turned
and looked at him.

	"Squirtle-Squirt Squirtle." The turtle pokŽmon said.

	"Then we'll try?" Tyler said, full of optimism.

	Squirtle smiled at his companions. "This could work." he told
them, impressed with Tyler's grasping of the meaning of his last
statement.


				* * *


	"Ball." Tyler said.

	"Squirtle." The tiny turtle pokŽmon said back with a smile.

Tyler had worked most of the night with his pokŽmon, trying to get
the meaning of the words his pokŽmon spoke... well, it wasn't really the
meaning of the 'words' per say, it was more the meaning of the tones and
thoughts behind the "Squirtle"-ing and the "Psy!-Psyduck!"-s. Still,
Tyler felt like his brain was PAINFULLY expanding (which was the tell-
tale sign he was learning) when he had gone to bed that night, and when
he'd headed out that morning after a quick breakfast, taking his four
pokŽmon along, he'd promised himself he'd keep at it. He'd managed to get
a small grip of a few of the words his pokŽmon spoke, but for the most
part, Tyler had only been able to get the general idea, not the meanings.

	Still, Squirtle was optimistic. Tyler had gotten the last 12 out
of 74 words and his streak was nothing short of hot... that being that
compared to most humans, who couldn't guess a single word if it were out
of 1,000.

	Nonetheless, by the time human and pokŽmon all arrived at the
Soccerfeild, NONE felt like doing much of anything other than taking a
rest to let their brains recover. And much to their despair, the trouble
began as soon as they got there.

	"Hi Tyler." Jesse called from the side. Tyler turned to see the
red head sitting in the shade with a small cooler.

	Just as Tyler waved and began to walk toward her, however, he was
called yet again.

	"Tyler!" Jackii called. Tyler did an about-face to see Jackii
running up to him.

	"Squirtle..." the tiny water pokŽmon said.

	"I hope not." Tyler said, thinking he got the idea of Squirtle's
comment.

	The two girls seemed to move extra fast as they approached Tyler,
but in the end, Jesse managed to get there first. She quickly opened the
cooler and offered Tyler an electrolyte fruit drink mix.

	"Uh..." Tyler said, looking at it.

	"These rock," Jesse said, "they replenish EVERYTHING you lose
exercising and they taste killer."

	"Can I have one?" Jackii asked.

	"Uh..." Jesse said, unable to conceal the other 10 drinks in the
cooler.

	"Couldja Jes?" Tyler asked, not seeing Jesse's apprehension for
the sheer jealousy it was.

	"Of course, there's extras after all." Jesse said, staring at
Jackii with VENOM in her eyes.

	Jackii took it with a smile and began to chug. She'd planned to
treat Tyler to something to drink later but she couldn't if Tyler filled
up on *THIS* stuff.

	As Jackii went on with her spiteful behavior, Jesse took the
opportunity to talk with Tyler.

	"Major practice?" she asked Tyler.

	"First of *this* season." Tyler said, "I'll be in this league
till a year after next and I was here last year so it's not like I'm not
into it, I just gotta work back into my groove.

	"Oh." Jesse said, not terribly interested but happy with every
second she had with Tyler that Jackii didn't.

	Jackii pitched the empty bottle and stood nearby, trying to look
neutral. "Thanks for the drink." she told Jesse sweetly.

	"No problem." Jesse said back.

	Tyler felt this was going well... no one was trying to grab at
him and they weren't fighting, maybe it'd be O.K.!


				* * *


	Having been taken to the side with the other player's pokŽmon,
our favorite pokŽmon quartet began to watch the sport their trainer loved
so very much and spoke endlessly about: "Sock-her."

	Pidgeotto, hoping Jesse was coming there to put the "her" in
"Sock-her", was disappointed to find that no annoying human females were
in fact, "socked." Still, Pidgeotto decided, it seemed fun enough, and it
was better than playing yet ANOTHER game of cowboys and indians with the
kiddesses back at the orphanage.

	While Pidgeotto and his other two pokŽmon pals watched the
practice with "ooow's and aaaaaah's, Squirtle watched a DIFFERENT game,
his only  reaction to which was to nod at the spectacle in front of him.

	"They're gonna eat him alive." he told the other pokŽmon out of
earshot of their trainer.

	Pidgeotto turned to see Jesse and Jackii practically hissing at
each other.

	"Are you SURE they aren't fighting over who gets to mate Tyler?"
Pidgeotto asked her turtle friend.

	"Surely they must," Poliwhirl said, looking over now, "look how
fiercely they quarrel for him!"

	"Naw," Squirtle said, "I'm pretty sure ALL humans, save for a few
exceptions, are all nuts."

	For the past half an hour, Jesse and Jackii had been doing
everything short of hitting each other to get every second they could be
with Tyler in some way; this ranging from calling to him to tripping each
other up while trying to get to Tyler between plays.

	"Surely our trainer must notice this!" Poliwhirl said.

	"Guess not," Squirtle said, seeing Tyler playing merrily along,
"but the good news is the two little vixens'll get a talking to by the
alpha female."

	"Who's that?" Psyduck asked, only now paying attention to
something besides the ball's bounces off of the grass.

	Said alpha female was Coach Hannigan, who was sick to DEATH of
the constant bickering between the two girls-- already, several plays had
been ruined because of and several parents had complained about the girls
constant bickering and had had just about as much as she could take.

	As Jesse and Jackii sat, yet again arguing (this time about who
had the right to sit closer to the field) a shadow fell over them. They
both looked at each other and then above them to see a very tall, very
tough Soccer Coach/Mom.

	"Is there some kind of problem here *ladies*?" Mrs. Hannigan
said as she pushed back a bit of almond colored hair out of her eyes.

	"Problem?" Jackii said, nervously.

	"No, no problem." said Jesse, suddenly afraid.

	Both girls sweatdropped as the Soccer coach's face suddenly
became fire RED.

	"DON'T HAND ME THAT!!!" she yelled suddenly, "YOU HAVE BOTH
DISRUPTED THIS ENTIRE PRACTICE SESSION!"

	"Uhhh..." Jackii said.

	"We're like... sorry." Jesse managed.

	"*Sorry* doesn't cut it ladies." Coach Hannigan said, "WE only
get three hours a session an outing, and you've ruined a 1/3 of it. So
what do I do for these kids who haven't gotten decent team practice here
today? HMMM?"

	Before either girl could answer the coach's rhetorical[not meant
to be answered by the persons being asked it] question, she grabbed both
and brought them to the field.


				* * *


	The pokŽmon looked on from their side place on the grassy knoll.

	Pidgeotto cooed softly. "*NOW* Tyler'll see what's going on with
the head lady so mad." Pidgeotto told her companions happily.

	"No he won't." Psyduck said, pointing to the side where Tyler,
beyond earshot, was getting some water.

	"Why us?!" Pidgeotto said, falling on her back. Would Tyler EVER
notice?

	Squirtle grinned with evil glee and rubbed his paws together.
"That's O.K., by the looks of this, this is the LAST time those two will
try this *here*."

	Coach Hannigan was now dragging the two girls into the middle of
the field kicking and PLEADING.

	Chuckling, Squirtle went to the side post to get a good view,
leaving the other 3 pokŽmon alone to view the feuding human female's
fate.

	At least, until, Psyduck was pushed aside by a moving ball of
pinkness.

	"Oh no!" a voice said, also in pokŽlanguage and from behind the
remaining three, "I TRIED to warn her!"

	Pidgeotto and Poliwhirl turned to see a Jigglypuff; more
accurately, Jackii's Jigglypuff. Psyduck, fortunately, wasn't TOO angry
at Jigglypuff... the shove had ACTUALLY helped get him out of the trance
the Soccer ball's bouncing had put him in.

	"Hi there!" Psyduck said nicely as his fellow pokŽmon looked at
the Jigglypuff and, recalling Squirtle's tale, deduced it was Jackii's
Jigglypuff.

	"H-hello." Jigglypuff said, "Sorry there. You must by Tyler's
pokŽmon, I remember you Poliwhirl; and the Squirtle you had with you --
he was Tyler's too, right?"

	"Yes, ... well," Poliwhirl said, being in the awkward position
of polite conversation with both a battle companion AND the pokŽmon whose
owner was giving Tyler such grief, "I must say that I am honestly happy
to see you are well."

	"Thanks." Jigglypuff said.

	"What did you mean just now," Pidgeotto asked, "about 'warning
her'?"

	"I meant my trainer." Jigglypuff said, "She's so mad about the
red headed daemon she can hardly stand it. If she had her way she'd beat
her up or something... I TRIED to warn her before she came here today
that her being mad might get her into trouble, but she wouldn't listen!"

	"They never do..." Pidgeotto told the Jigglypuff reassuringly.

	"Yesssss," a new voice said, "never listen to us pokŽmonnnn..."

	The four turned to see yet ANOTHER wondering pokŽmon in the side
area come towards them; this time, it was Jesse's loaned Ekans.

	"You..." Jigglypuff said, puffing up in anger as it focused it's
attention entirely on the snake-like pokŽmon.

	"Uh oh..." Pidgeotto said.

	"You..." Ekans said, "you pinky... your trainer hurt master...
got her in trouble..."

	"YOUR trainer doesn't know when to butt out." Jigglypuff said,
"She knew trainer Tyler before your *Master* even met him."

	"Your master knew him first," Ekans countered, already
venomously defending his master, "but mine knew him better."

	"Oh no." Pidgeotto said, seeing the situation escalate.

	"Your trainer has no right to ruin my trainer's life." Jigglypuff
said, almost ready to beat on the snake.

	"Your trainer weak..." Ekans said, coiling up with a hiss, "she
not deserve him!"

	AS the two got ready to fight, Pidgeotto and Poliwhirl got
in-between them, averting a nasty altercation.

	"BACK OFF!" Pidgeotto said, staring down Jigglypuff.

	"Cease..." Poliwhirl said, looking into the eyes of the hissing
Ekans.

	The opposing pokŽmon looked at each other, willing the other
dead... but it was a mute point with Tyler's pokŽmon blocking them; not
that they'd ACTUALLY be able to keep them off of each other, but that it
might've hampered their respective trainer's chances with Tyler if they
injured his pokŽmon in the fight, so they stood down.

	"Can't you see what an influence that *girl* has!" Jigglypuff
said to Pidgeotto and Poliwhirl, "She's trying to ruin our trainers'
happiness together!"

	"Lies!" Ekans countered, "You KNOW Tyler likes master BETTER!"

	"OH SHUT UP!" Pidgeotto said, Poliwhirl TRYING to stop her but
to no avail (he was acting as a living shield after all), "You wanna know
the truth?"

	The feuding pokŽmon nodded, hoping to have victory over the other
in whom Tyler wished to be with.

	"He likes NEITHER!" Pidgeotto said.

	"Not master... OR pinky's master?" Ekans said.

	"NO!" Pidgeotto said angrily, "Your '*MASTERS*'	attention is NOT
wanted; in fact, Tyler not only doesn't want it, he hates it! You
trainers are HURTING him through this stupid fighting... And I hope he
sees them for the lying sneaks they are!"

	Ekans hissed at his natural prey while Jigglypuff spoke up.

	"It's not like that!" he protested, "She loves him with all her
heart!"

	"Your trainer has a sick way of showing it." Pidgeotto said.

	"Master Tyler make master HAPPY!" Ekans spoke up.

	"And she makes him unhappy." Poliwhirl said to the snake.

	Jigglypuff and Ekans looked at the two pokŽmon between them and
got calmed down-- after all, now the fighting was mute; it was no longer
a matter of who had a right to Tyler since TYLER was the only one who had
a right to decide who he went with. --That, of course, and the fact
they'd both decided they do this when Tyler's pokŽmon WEREN'T in the way
ALSO helped to calm matters.

	As the tempers died down, the pokŽmon quintet watched in silence
as Jackii and Jesse were tied to separate goal posts and Coach Hannigan
began explaining things to the players.

	"O.K. everyone!" Coach Hannigan called as Jesse and Jackii both
struggled against their bonds, "We're gonna go some Goalie evasive
kicking. As you can see, these two *volunteers* have decided, since they
ruined so much of our practice time, to help us in this area... Now
everyone form up and TRY to get the ball past the 'Goalies', no points
for hitting them!"

	"IS USING US LIKE THIS *LEGAL*!?" Jesse called, as the lines of
angry players formed, most with vengeful mischief in mind.

	"It's legal here in Sunny Town," Coach Hannigan said, "and the
American states of Missouri and Kentucky."

	Jackii whimpered.

	"PLEASE don't get my face!" Jesse begged as Coach Hannigan gave
the signal to start, "It's natural perfection!"

	As the two girls stood goalie for the next two hours, they were
pummeled by balls while Tyler was called to the side with Assistant Coach
Snider to work on his foot-work BEFORE he understood what was going on or
where Jesse and Jackii had gone too. -- This was, of course, all to the
pokŽmon's (ESPECIALLY Pidgeotto's) great dismay because there was a patch
of trees between Tyler and the two girls, meaning her trainer was
oblivious to what was happening.


Pidgeotto: It's as if some force was TORMENTING ME! ...not allowing Tyler
to notice. @o@

Poliwhirl: WHY MUST HE NEVER SEE?! WHY?! *:-0 @  <-see, swirl on tummy!

Jigglypuff: OH!, POOR JACKII! :..{

Ekans: >sad< MASSSSSSTER!!!  : [~~~~~~~	<-snake tongue, get it?

Psyduck: >hypnotized< Ball goes bounce! 0o0

Jackii/Jesse: >yell out as Soccer balls pummel them< #=0 #=(

Squirtle: >in answer to Psyduck< Yah... off of those two's faces! =]


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	Tyler was in a VERY good mood! After some foot work with the
assistant coach he'd not only been able to improve his kick but had been
told he was now in the running for star forward!

	Oddly enough, Jesse and Jackii had both disappeared when Tyler
had been called to work on his side-kick, and he had found that odd (but
a good thing; after all, they weren't drooling on *him*, right?) but had
gone on anyway.

	When he'd finished, many of his fellow team mates had already
left for home and Coach Hannigan had left with her car-pool to drop off
some of her players, leaving him and the assistant coach which, after
having packed up, left too. This left Tyler to find his would-be
suitresses sucking down the electrolyte drinks and talking, to Tyler
GREAT relief, friendly.

	"Well," Tyler said, "that was fun. Glad to see you two so happy."

	Jesse and Jackii turned, surprised to see Tyler, and both laughed
nervously.

	"See anything weird?" Jackii spoke up, guiltily.

	"We mean, anything odd go on?" Jesse covered.

	"Odd? No. Why are you asking that?" Tyler said, confused, as
Squirtle fell onto his side, legs in the air, "Can we just go now?"

	Jesse and Jackii joined Tyler as they walked... rather, Tyler
walked a couple of steps, then having Jackii and Jesse fall onto him for
support.

	"Ugh..." Tyler said, as Psyduck, Squirtle, Poliwhirl, and
Pidgeotto all tried to help Tyler and his two human friends maintain
balance, "Where to now ladies?"

	Jackii and Jesse NORMALLY would've been eager to get shoulder
time with Tyler but the Soccer ball barrage they had both received cured
them of any such thoughts-- at least for today.

	"Can we just go HOME?" Jackii asked, her 'innocent stop for soda
after the game' plan forgotten.

	"Yah..." Jesse added, semi weakly.

	"What happened to you two?" Tyler asked, noticing the weakness
now, as well as his friends' physical appearance, "I mean, you two have
more sweat on you than *I* do!"

	Jesse and Jackii looked at themselves, then at Tyler, then each
other, now noticing now the extent of sweat (which was from their
underarms, around their collars, I mean, YEASH!) and facefaulted with a
blue haze on their faces.

	"Gross..." Jackii managed.

	"Not very-- 'lady like', is it?" Jesse added.

	"You two are weird, so you get some slack." Tyler said.

	Both girl breathed sighs, and Squirtle and Pidgeotto beamed.
Weird was bad for the two lil'vixens, which was good for Tyler in the
pokŽmon's opinion.

	"Of course, if you weren't weird, you wouldn't fit in with me!"
Tyler said happily, trying to cheer the two up.

	Both girl beamed at him, momentarily having hearts for eyes.

	"DOH!" Pidgeotto and Squirtle said together.

	"This is so unfair!" Pidgeotto squawked to her friend.

	"I think our next vocabulary words are going to be 'desperate',
'girls', and 'psycho'." Squirtle said, annoyed.

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