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Do I wanna know?
If this feeling flows both ways?

"E-Executive Kotone!" The Rocket grunt immediately sat up from his guard post and saluted in attention position. The other grunts followed suit, all of them stiff with fear.

Kotone smiled.

"There, there boys. At ease." She sang.

Kotone winked and started walking ahead the metallic corridor of Rocket HQ. Her white executive skirt swished as she skipped in her steps.

A Rocket grunt sighed dreamily. "She's really... beautiful, right..."

He continued to stare, eventhough every grunt around him turned eerily silent.

"Maaaaan, what I wouldn't give for a piece of that..." He said, mesmerized.

...

Not getting a response, the grunt turned to his side. "Hey-"

The Rocket grunt froze on spot.

Silver towered over the grunt, eyeing him murderously. "What you wouldn't give, huh?" He said in deadly undertones.

"S-Sir-!!" The grunt stammered.

Silver moved his hand towards the gun in his holster. The grunt was 2 seconds away from bawling.

"Sir?" A voice came from behind.

Silver turned around, facing a spiky-haired brunet in Executive uniform, slightly older than him. "What is it, Green? I'm busy." He said.

Green smirked. "Yes I can see that, Sir. But the Boss requests your presence."

Silver sighed. He put the gun back in his holster, and walked past Green- towards the Office. He turned his head while walking: "Put him in Solitary, would you?" He pointed to grunt.

Green smiled. "Certainly, Sir."

Silver yawned as he walked away, the grunt's shrieking becoming a mere background noise.

Sad to see you go.
Was sort of hoping that you'd stay.

Silver slowly sung the door open. "What is it, Father?"

He pursed his mouth shut after seeing a certain pig-tailed brunette in the Office. His heart starting to race.

Silver faced Giovanni and feigned disgust. "What's she doing here?"

Kotone puffed her cheeks. "Rude." She said.

Giovanni cleared his throat. "Now, now, Children. Don't fight." He waved his hand dismissively.

Giovanni then pressed a button on his desk and a tv screen dropped down, showing a picture of a red-haired man, a Dragonite beside him. Giovanni sneered at the screen and turned to his two Executives. "Silver, Kotone. This is Lance the Dragon Tamer. He's the current champion of Johto and Kanto, and he's as righteous as they come. He's been disrupting our plans lately, and evolved into somewhat of a pest. Deal with him, would you?" Giovanni said, his eyes serious.

Kotone smiled. "Ofcourse, Boss."

Giovanni eyed his son, who was already wiping the silencer on his gun. The Rocket leader smiled at the sight.

"Good, good. Our spies have collected information on him, and fortunately for us, he lives in a secluded area. Head over to Kris in the Lab, and she'll happily program the coordinates into your Gears for you." Giovanni motioned to the door.

"Have fun."

Baby we both know,
The nights were made for saying things
That we can’t say tomorrow day.

Silver sighed as he saw Kotone skip through the grass.

“You know, pigtails, I don’t think the word ‘Stealth’ includes ‘Mary Had a Little Lamb’.”

“Shut your face, Captain Grumpy.” Kotone said, continuing with her humming.

Silver rolled his eyes. Ofcourse.

Silver saw the top of the target’s house through the canopy. He took out his Pokéball and released his family Sneasel, which was passed to him from his father.

“Scout.” He commanded.

The Sneasel nodded and nimbly climbed the tree branches.

“What did Kris say about this guy?” Silver turned to Kotone.

“He trains Dragon types. He even trains in the Dragon’s Den, occasionally. He’s the current Champion, and lives pretty much alone. But-”

“Sneeaaa.” Silver’s Sneasel perched on his shoulder and nodded its head and indicated something ahead.

“His Pokémon are let out of their Balls and guard his house.” Kotone completed her sentence.

Silver groaned under his breath. “Can we take him?”

Kotone smiled. “He’s relatively easily.”

Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling when you've had a few?
'Cause I always do.

Silver looked on, mildly impressed, at his partner as she landed the final blow that took down Lance’s Dragonite.

The door of the house swung open. “DRAGONITE!” Lance screamed.

Lance’s eyes landed upon the two executives infront of him. The blood red ‘R’ logos on their uniforms were slightly luminescent in the moonlight.

“Team Rocket.” He gritted his teeth.

Kotone let out a low giggle. “Good Evening, Dragon Tamer! Sorry to disturb you at this late hour but, you’ve been butting in lately and that’s not very nice!” She said.

“You should really mind your own fucking business, pal.” Silver shrugged his shoulders.

He pointed with his gun to the fainted Dragonite lying unconscious beside him. “Or shit like that happens.” Silver smirked.

“Do you really think I will bow to scumbags like you? I sure as hell am not going down with a fight.” Lance clenched his fists, and called the rest of his Pokémon out.

Silver and Kotone looked at each other. They smiled to themselves and they too called out the rest of their teams.

Maybe I'm too busy being yours
To fall for somebody new.
Now I've thought it through.

As the last of Lance’s Pokémon fell down, a look of hopelessness had overcast Lance’s face. He fell to his knees, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Silver and Kotone slowly walked up to him.

“We tried to tell you...” Kotone faked a frown.

“But you just had to up and do that.” Silver continued.

Lance’s face hardened. “Someone will stop you. Someone out there will put an end to your crimes. It may not be me, but someone will.”

Kotone chuckled. “Are you trying to convince us, or yourself?” She pointed her gun to Lance’s head.

“You might console yourself with calling it noble or whatever, but- aren’t you just fucking stupid?” Silver did the same.

Lance’s knees shook.

Both Silver and Kotone clicked their guns.

Lance shut his eyes.

BANG!

Lance dropped.

...

Silver and Kotone both looked at each other.

Adrenaline pumped through their veins, blood stained their faces and smiles graced their lips.

They walked back in each other’s company, the moonlight illuminating their way. Silver found it pretty romantic.

Crawling back to you.

END.

Description
Do I wanna know?
If this feeling flows both ways?

"E-Executive Kotone!" The Rocket grunt immediately sat up from his guard post and saluted in attention position. The other grunts followed suit, all of them stiff with fear.

Kotone smiled.

"There, there boys. At ease." She sang.

Kotone winked and started walking ahead the metallic corridor of Rocket HQ. Her white executive skirt swished as she skipped in her steps.

A Rocket grunt sighed dreamily. "She's really... beautiful, right..."

He continued to stare, eventhough every grunt around him turned eerily silent.

"Maaaaan, what I wouldn't give for a piece of that..." He said, mesmerized.

...

Not getting a response, the grunt turned to his side. "Hey-"

The Rocket grunt froze on spot.

Silver towered over the grunt, eyeing him murderously. "What you wouldn't give, huh?" He said in deadly undertones.

"S-Sir-!!" The grunt stammered.

Silver moved his hand towards the gun in his holster. The grunt was 2 seconds away from bawling.

"Sir?" A voice came from behind.

Silver turned around, facing a spiky-haired brunet in Executive uniform, slightly older than him. "What is it, Green? I'm busy." He said.

Green smirked. "Yes I can see that, Sir. But the Boss requests your presence."

Silver sighed. He put the gun back in his holster, and walked past Green- towards the Office. He turned his head while walking: "Put him in Solitary, would you?" He pointed to grunt.

Green smiled. "Certainly, Sir."

Silver yawned as he walked away, the grunt's shrieking becoming a mere background noise.

Sad to see you go.
Was sort of hoping that you'd stay.

Silver slowly sung the door open. "What is it, Father?"

He pursed his mouth shut after seeing a certain pig-tailed brunette in the Office. His heart starting to race.

Silver faced Giovanni and feigned disgust. "What's she doing here?"

Kotone puffed her cheeks. "Rude." She said.

Giovanni cleared his throat. "Now, now, Children. Don't fight." He waved his hand dismissively.

Giovanni then pressed a button on his desk and a tv screen dropped down, showing a picture of a red-haired man, a Dragonite beside him. Giovanni sneered at the screen and turned to his two Executives. "Silver, Kotone. This is Lance the Dragon Tamer. He's the current champion of Johto and Kanto, and he's as righteous as they come. He's been disrupting our plans lately, and evolved into somewhat of a pest. Deal with him, would you?" Giovanni said, his eyes serious.

Kotone smiled. "Ofcourse, Boss."

Giovanni eyed his son, who was already wiping the silencer on his gun. The Rocket leader smiled at the sight.

"Good, good. Our spies have collected information on him, and fortunately for us, he lives in a secluded area. Head over to Kris in the Lab, and she'll happily program the coordinates into your Gears for you." Giovanni motioned to the door.

"Have fun."

Baby we both know,
The nights were made for saying things
That we can’t say tomorrow day.

Silver sighed as he saw Kotone skip through the grass.

“You know, pigtails, I don’t think the word ‘Stealth’ includes ‘Mary Had a Little Lamb’.”

“Shut your face, Captain Grumpy.” Kotone said, continuing with her humming.

Silver rolled his eyes. Ofcourse.

Silver saw the top of the target’s house through the canopy. He took out his Pokéball and released his family Sneasel, which was passed to him from his father.

“Scout.” He commanded.

The Sneasel nodded and nimbly climbed the tree branches.

“What did Kris say about this guy?” Silver turned to Kotone.

“He trains Dragon types. He even trains in the Dragon’s Den, occasionally. He’s the current Champion, and lives pretty much alone. But-”

“Sneeaaa.” Silver’s Sneasel perched on his shoulder and nodded its head and indicated something ahead.

“His Pokémon are let out of their Balls and guard his house.” Kotone completed her sentence.

Silver groaned under his breath. “Can we take him?”

Kotone smiled. “He’s relatively easily.”

Crawling back to you
Ever thought of calling when you've had a few?
'Cause I always do.

Silver looked on, mildly impressed, at his partner as she landed the final blow that took down Lance’s Dragonite.

The door of the house swung open. “DRAGONITE!” Lance screamed.

Lance’s eyes landed upon the two executives infront of him. The blood red ‘R’ logos on their uniforms were slightly luminescent in the moonlight.

“Team Rocket.” He gritted his teeth.

Kotone let out a low giggle. “Good Evening, Dragon Tamer! Sorry to disturb you at this late hour but, you’ve been butting in lately and that’s not very nice!” She said.

“You should really mind your own fucking business, pal.” Silver shrugged his shoulders.

He pointed with his gun to the fainted Dragonite lying unconscious beside him. “Or shit like that happens.” Silver smirked.

“Do you really think I will bow to scumbags like you? I sure as hell am not going down with a fight.” Lance clenched his fists, and called the rest of his Pokémon out.

Silver and Kotone looked at each other. They smiled to themselves and they too called out the rest of their teams.

Maybe I'm too busy being yours
To fall for somebody new.
Now I've thought it through.

As the last of Lance’s Pokémon fell down, a look of hopelessness had overcast Lance’s face. He fell to his knees, sweat dripping from his forehead.

Silver and Kotone slowly walked up to him.

“We tried to tell you...” Kotone faked a frown.

“But you just had to up and do that.” Silver continued.

Lance’s face hardened. “Someone will stop you. Someone out there will put an end to your crimes. It may not be me, but someone will.”

Kotone chuckled. “Are you trying to convince us, or yourself?” She pointed her gun to Lance’s head.

“You might console yourself with calling it noble or whatever, but- aren’t you just fucking stupid?” Silver did the same.

Lance’s knees shook.

Both Silver and Kotone clicked their guns.

Lance shut his eyes.

BANG!

Lance dropped.

...

Silver and Kotone both looked at each other.

Adrenaline pumped through their veins, blood stained their faces and smiles graced their lips.

They walked back in each other’s company, the moonlight illuminating their way. Silver found it pretty romantic.

Crawling back to you.

END.