From: Maria Rocket <mobius101@aol.compactpika> Subject: [PW!] No, Maria Isn't Dead Yet.... Date: Saturday, June 26, 1999 2:12 PM >"Maria....." Old Man fidgeted. "How long have you been in >your....condition?" > >Maria opened one eye and looked out at him. "What condition?" > >He stared back at her. "You know...." > >Maria stared back. "No.....care to enlighten me?" > >"You mean you really don't know?" Suddenly Old Man was the one who looked >ill. > >"What?" Maria forced herself up on her elbows, her long black hair falling >back >behind her. "What are you talking about!?" She waited as he seemed to >gather >his courage. > >"The doctors told me..." He sighed. "You're pregnant." > >For the longest time, Maria just stared at him. *** Two days passed. Old Man came in to see her often, but Maria never saw Maggie. It was just as well. She was in no mood or condition to fight with anyone. It had taken awhile for Maria to believe what Old Man had told her after he'd dropped the bomb on her like that. She had eventually come to realize it was the truth after a long frustrating talk with the doctor. But the truth only gave way to more confusion. There was just no way she could be pregnant. Sitting on an old wooden post fence, she overlooked the tall grassy fields that lay beyond the old warehouse. Old Man had invited her to remain there during her stay. After she'd left the hospital, he'd given her a purple sweatshirt, a pair of jean shorts, and white sneakers to wear. Team Rocket was not well known in town, but he felt it would be best she didn't go around in uniform while in town. Maria didn't think it was necessary, since her trenchcoat gave her cover, but decided to appease the Old Man. Now she just puzzled over what was happening. As if her medical condition wasn't confusing enough, Old Man still wanted her to go see Fluffy. She frowned. As far as she was concerned, Fluffy was dead, and the idea of going to see it bothered her no end. She looked down at Slasher, who was grooming himself in the grass. "Meow....Meowth?" "Yeah. Giovanni probably thinks I've gone AWOL by now....I haven't had a chance to report back since that Pokemon Island fiasco." She hopped down from the fence. "But when he finds out I'm pregnant...." She shook her head and clenched her fist. "Goddish, he can't!" "Psy?" James, her Psyduck, looked up at her hopefully. "Psy yie duck?" "No, I'm going to get through this. I'm going to get that blasted 'Fluffy' off my case once and for all and figure out what's happened to me." "Psy..." James face dropped. Maria picked up James and hugged him, giving the rest of the world a vicious glare. "The Pokemon League, that Mew, and Team Rocket hasn't heard the last of me...." "Meowth!" Slasher nodded. Then there was a flash out in the grass. Maria broke out of her ravings and looked over. Something was moving through the grass. And it was headed straight towards her. Her blood ran cold. TBC! (Had to post *something* =p ) ~Maria R "Psy yie yie..." ----- Tha webber: http://hamstergirl.cjb.net/ ----- "Taking Pokemon straight from your pockets, With the power of the stars, it's Maria Rocket!" -My corny PW! motto ^.^; --- Rocketshipper Forever! --- TEOTWAWKI