Speak Now Or Forever Hold Your Meowth!

Chapter Two: No Friends To Invite

The next day Jesse and James woke up rather shocked to find his mother standing over his bed in absolute terror.

“The two of you… sle… sle… slept together?” There was a few seconds pause as the middle-aged woman gathered her thoughts. “Jimmy, what have I told you, you\'re not allowed to sleep with a girl until after you\'re married!”

“Never mind that darlin\'.” Her husband said in a hurry, he had just burst into the room. “We have a wedding to plan!”

With those words said, James\' father grabbed his wife\'s hand and together they ran out of the huge bedroom and began running around the mansion like total maniacs ordering around the many maids and one butler, all who were calling hundreds of people.

“I don\'t get it, we\'ve slept together so many times, I\'m surprised I\'m not pregnant.” Said Jesse flatly.

“They don\'t need to know that!” James squeaked, he sounded like a little girl whining, as he quickly muffled his fiancée\'s mouth. “If my mother knew… she\'d… she\'d… she\'d kill me! They are so strict, they don\'t believe in having sex before you\'re married!”

“Oh please, just go back to sleep, I\'m tired!” Jesse grunted and angrily covered her head with a pillow.

“I know… my parents are a bit old fashioned.” Sighed James. “And crazy…”

When they finally did get up at about one in the afternoon, they were bombarded with maids giving them baths, doing their hair and nails, and giving them massages.

“Aaaah, this is the life eh Jess?” James let out a long sigh.

“It sure is…” Muttered his extremely relaxed and pampered soon to be wife.

At about three o\'clock they went downstairs and were measured for their clothes. James\' parents were so wealthy they actually hired one of the most prestigious and homosexual European fashion designers in the world. Adolph Von Hitler was his signature, and he swore to the Poké Gods that be that it was his true name. He was going to make the wedding dress and tuxedo. However while the very feminine German designer was busy taking measurements and having “premonitions” about his future creations, poor Meowth was up in James\' room having a very interesting conversation with the rest of the Pokémon.

“I still can\'t stand the idea of them twos gettin\' hitched!” The poor scratch cat complained.

“But they\'re so happy together!” Cried Growlithe, who couldn\'t believe that Meowth, who was the closest to Jesse and James, didn\'t want his best human friends to get married.

“I know it was never like this before…” Meowth mumbled trying to hold back tears. “It was… it was…”

Although, before Meowth could finish reminiscing on the “good old days” he was interrupted by the two lovebirds coming back into the bedroom to check on all their friends.

“Meowth aren\'t you and the rest of the Pokémon going to eat anything? Why don\'t you come down stairs and eat or at least play in the Northeastern courtyard, all the rest are being decorated for the wedding.” James explained as he pointed out the window to the beautiful landscape.

“Nah that\'s ok, we was just havin\' a little chat.” Responded Meowth, he had quickly recovered from his teary eyes.

There was a long awkward pause; they were having trouble talking with their friend since James had popped the question. Jesse sighed, Meowth was their friend, they could not just forget about him. However she didn\'t speak, no one in the room did, they didn\'t know what to say to each other. They remained in silence until the butler Hopkins passed by the wide-open bedroom door and came in, with a tray full of envelopes, paper and fountain pens.

“Oh thank goodness I found you both, we need the invitations sent out today, and you still haven\'t written out a guest list for all your friends master James! Your parents have already invited all your relatives, even Uncle Larry, with strict orders that he is escorted here by a narcotics officer, who just happens to be your cousin Jenny. You know Larry, Pokémon, drugs and alcohol don\'t mix well together.” Hopkins explained with a slight laugh. “Oh what am I standing here babbling for, there\'s work to be done, preparations to be made and unfortunately for me many phones to be answered!”

Hopkins put down the tray with the stationary items on the bed and walked briskly out the room and down the long corridor.

“So Jess, who do you suppose we invite?” Inquired James picking up a sheet of crisp off-white paper with J&J stamped in gold on the top left hand corner.

“Hey, I got an idea!” Meowth sounded really excited and his two best human friends instantly lit up. “Why don\'t we invite the twerps? Then we can snag Pikachu!”

“That\'s not a bad idea Meowth, but… I want my wedding day to be violence free, which means no Pokémon battles!” Jesse explained. “We\'ll invite them as guests.”

“You know now that I realize it, we don\'t have any friends at all!” James whined in his most high-pitched voice.

“I know.” Sighed Jesse. “But look on the bright side, we can at least invite the twerps, that kid, you know Ash\'s cousin or who ever he is, I think his name is Gary.”

“Oh I think he is Professor Oak\'s grandson or something. But what about that other little twerp, the one from the Orange Islands, you know, the weird one with the sketchpad and pink bandanna? I think he works for the old man now.” Added James as he tried to remember the girlish appearance of Tracey Sketchit.

“And let\'s not forget Ash\'s mom, … oh remember that time we stormed in their house with TV camera\'s James? Those were the good old days weren\'t they?” Jesse began to reminisce about all the things that they had done to Ash, Pikachu, Misty, Togepi, and Brock over the past few years. They were going to miss reciting their motto and setting up traps for Pikachu.

“Well, that settles it then.” James finalized. He then scribbled down everyone\'s names and the Town in which they resided.

Thus, the invitations were written up and delivered by the family\'s Pidgeotto\'s to the various destinations in Kanto and Johto.

To Be Continued...