Worry
Title: Worry
Author: janna_hawkins
Summary: "It just wouldn't be the same without any of our Pokémon."
Characters: Jessie, James, Wobbuffet
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Pokemon except Platinum, two Pokeballs and my army of ghost types who will take over the world!
Author Notes: This fic does have a couple spoilers in it. Mainly certain Pokemon that Jessie and James have. Set in the AG: Battle Frontier episode "Sweet Baby James." For those of you who haven't seen it and want to know where they are/why they're there go here. I'd write it down but I don't want to get in trouble for posting too many spoilers since it's pretty far in the show. So...this was my first attempt at writing something vaguely Jessie/James and man was it hard! It's really difficult to write something even a little bit romantic about those two without it getting really out of character. They've got such a complicated relationship! Sure it's easy to ship them while watching the show, but it's another thing to try and convey the reason why you ship them while writing a fic. Heh, wow my descriptions for these keep getting longer and longer! XD
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"James? Are you in here, James?"
"What is it, Jessie?" the young man asked, looking up from the small bed in front of him.
"What are you doing in here? Aren't you hungry?"
"Not really. I'm too worried about Chimecho."
"Didn't your Nanny and Pop-Pop say that it would be alright?"
"Yes but it doesn't mean I'm any less worried."
The young woman smiled slightly. "I know what you mean. I'd be just as worried if it was Seviper or Wobbuffet."
"Really? You’d be worried about Wobbuffet?"
"Of course. He might be incredibly annoying and always ge-"
"WOBBUFFET!"
"Always gets on my nerves," Jessie muttered through gritted teeth as she pulled out a Pokeball and put the blue Pokémon back inside. "But I can't imagine not having him with us when we're blasting off or concocting one of our evil schemes to steal that twerp's Pikachu."
James nodded. "It just wouldn't be the same without any of our Pokémon."
"Exactly. Now, go on and have something to eat before you drop. I'll keep an eye on Chimecho for you."
"I don't know..."
"DO IT NOW OR ELSE!"
"Yes, Jessie!" James cried as he fled the room.
Jessie sighed and took the chair beside Chimecho's bed. "I don't know how I ever got roped into this Team Rocket job. I'm sure I would've made a better nurse."
"WOBBA WOBBA!"