Jessie's Accidental Adoption (Pixiv Fanbox)

Jessie sighed out loud, signaling her growing annoyance at the series of events that led them to this secluded section of the forest. James and Meowth both looked back at Jessie, meeting her stern gaze, before they quickly turned around and continued forward, their posture slouched and eyes gazing on at the path below their feet. Hungry, miserable and dejected, they carried on in silence. No one dared to speak up to Jessie after the last tongue lashing she dished out. The trio failed in their latest attempt to nab Pikachu in the most spectacular way a plan could fail. Meowth and James had come up with the "perfect" plan. It was so simple and even factored in a back up plan. However, Jessie noticed an obvious flaw in their operation. 'Geysers randomly shoot water out of the ground' she remembered saying about the area that the boys had wanted to stage the kidnapping of Pikachu on. They brushed that concern away. Meowth especially assured her that he had learned the times of each Geyser's eruption.

"No Pikachu, no food." Jessie whined before continuing.

The boys remained silent, not wanting to further annoy the drenched and angry woman.

"Plus, we're lost and all wet!" Jessie barked as she started her newest triad against her teammates.

'James messed everything up! We're not even in Johto!' Meowth thought bitterly. His brilliant plan was foiled by bad timing. 'If James didn't forget which timezone we're in everything would've worked.'

While the cat Pokémon was able to ignore the fiery redhead's rant, James wasn't so fortunate. The lavender haired man continued apologizing, on the verge of tears, blaming Meowth for the avalanche that happened. Afterall, the avalanche was caused by the sound system that played their introduction music being installed backwards, facing a snow covered mountain which immediately fell onto them once the music blasted from the speakers.

"I don't care who's fault it is!" Jessie stomped forward.

"Then why are you yelling at me?" James cowered.

The redhead stopped and turned to face her friends. "Because! You two didn't listen to my concerns!"

"Meowth was so convincing, Jessie. He made it sound fool proof."

"That's because you're both too foolish to understand what foolproof means." The feline Pokemon remarked.

"You're the fool who installed the sound system backwards!" James fired back.

"Can't we just stop all this squabbling and find some food? We been walkin since dawn!" The cat Pokémon reasoned.

The trio all listened to the simultaneous gurgling of their stomachs.

"Fine, but I come up with the next plan." Jessie replied, asserting herself.

--A few miles outside of the forest--

Trudging forward, our favorite antagonists are finally out of the forest and Jessie smelt something cooking close by. The others stopped in their tracks and breathed in the aroma. Upon smelling the delicious food, they all turned to face each other, practically drooling.

"It smells like a banquet!" James announced.

"Maybe a smorgasbord!" Jessie grinned, thoughtful of all the different dishes and courses she could imagine.

"Hopefully its it's a buffet of fish!" Meowth added before dashing ahead of the other thieves.

Team Rocket raced steadily across the field until their view met a large outdoor tent. Not an ordinary tent for camping or one meant to amuse, but an ornate tent which was large enough to conceal a dining area. There was also an auction if the signs stapled to the posts were read by the trio. Needless to say, they ran right past them and into the dining area.

Dozens of tables sat empty save for countless leftovers that the occasional waiter was removing from each table every couple of minutes. James called dibs on some rice balls while Meowth jumped atop a half eaten, giant tuna fish. Jessie found a nice bit of meat at a table far from the others. She was in the middle of biting the steak she found when she heard commotion emanating through a nearby flap of the tent. Unnoticed by the boys, the redhead left the room and entered the auction. Scanning the crowd, she spotted a nice row of seats by the back of the tent that was empty and sat down. Chewing on the steak she held in her gloved covered hands, she admired all the beautiful objects that would soon be bid on.

"Everyone! We shall start the bidding on item 12412!" The auctioneer announced from the podium as a seductively dressed model walked out holding a wooden box.

The twenty something, blond looked as if she was painted into her tight dress. Her long legs contoured to the dress well and her ample bosom was framed by the V neck.

'I could've made that dress look incredible unlike that blond bimbo.' Jessie mentally jabbed at the blond onstage. That jealousy was soon replaced by curiosity as the model opened up the box and a mysterious light emanated from within until the neon green orb was fully visible. Jessie stared at it, 'that stone has to be incredibly rare.'

"Item: 12412 is a unique and incredibly rare power gem capable of bringing out the truest potential of any Pokémon exposed to it!" Numerous individuals across the crowd murmured at the auctioneer's statement.

Jessie knew she had to get this stone, but she didn't her underlings were on the other side of the tent. Thinking quickly, she realized that she could wait to see who won the stone and follow them home to steal it when the time was right.

"Now, let's start the bidding at fifty thousand!" The stout man proclaimed the starting amount to the audience as a flurry of signs rose skyward, commencing the bidding war.

Jessie had trouble keeping up with who was winning, but after a few minutes and five hundred thousand more being raised, the cash contest was down to two individuals. A tall man, wide as a tree, was holding firm with each bid until his new rival would best him. Meanwhile, a seasoned old gentleman, fired back with bid after bid. The two went back and forth for a few minutes until the old man forfeited the money fight, giving up the gem to the tall man and his wife.

"Item: 12412 sold to Mr. Davinshire for an astounding 755,000!"

Mr. Davinshire's victory was short-lived due to his wife's outburst of tears. Jessie could hear her complaints from the back of the tent and saw how worked up the wife was getting. The argument quickly drew everyone's attention since such a display was seldomly seen at this kind of event. Sure arguments and impassioned tempers occasionally would flare up after losing a bid, but this kind of thing never happened between the people who actually won a bid.

"All I want is a baby!" The wife shrieked as tears cascaded down her fat face. "And you get me a stone!?"

The husband stood up from his chair, upset due to his wife's anger and felt disappointed in himself. He couldn't give her a baby, but he wanted to do the next best thing. "I thought we could raise a Pokémon together and, with this stone, it could be the best."

"I don't want a Pokémon!" Screamed the woman. "I already told you that I don't want a pet and drag me along to an auction, thinking that would cheer me up?!"

"I thought you knew why we were-"

"No, I only came here because I thought you found an auction for my baby!" The rather rotund woman cried.

Jessie felt a scheme forming. It was certainly bizarre, but necessity was the mother of all invention. 'That crazy cow wants a baby. I'll give her a baby!'

The redhead walked from the auction section of the tent, leaving behind the increasingly angry maternal maelstrom who would not be silenced by her husband or anyone else who dared to try and shut her up. The last thing Jessie heard was the woman being told to leave. This hastened her pace as she ran toward the culinary area where she left James and Meowth.

"Quit stuffing your faces!" Jessie barked to the cat Pokémon and her partner in crime, James.

"But Jessie!" The lavender haired man whined. "I'm still hungry!"

"Yea, we can't leave all this free grub behind." Meowth said in between bites of a chicken leg.

"You imbeciles never listen to me!" Jessie punctuated her point by slamming her gloved fist onto the table.

Both of her startled teammates looked up from their meals and gazed at her nervously. James knew that there was a difference between her typical outbursts and true anger. Years of working together had taught him this and he knew that this was her way of telling him that she would not be ignored. Caving into her whims was always the best course of action.

"Okay." James lowered a big bowl of soup from his mouth. "What do you want us to do?"

"I'm going to infiltrate this mansion where an incredibly valuable and rare gem is kept." Jessie explained.

"What's that got to do with us?" Meowth questioned while in middle of biting of a piece of bread.

"All I need you guys to do is to tag along and help me escape once I've grabbed the stone."

"How are you going to get into the house? We're not exactly ninjas, Jessie." The lavender haired man replied.

"Leave everything to me. This is my plan and you two are going to help me when I give you the signal." Before either of them could ask about what the signal was, the redhead had grabbed both of them by their arms and dragged them out of the tent and down the road.

Jessie didn't exactly know where this mansion was, but she did have a last name of her targets. The lack of a destination would not slow her down. She knew enough information to at least get a location out of some of the locals and that was all the stubborn woman needed to start her plan. It was a mantra worth repeating in her mind and the whining coming from James increased her determination. She would get this gem and deliver it to her boss. Just when the determined young woman was starting to run out of steam she spotted an old wooden sign.

"Up ahead is the village of Davinshire. It says here it was established almost 250 years ago. Population: 45" James read the sign.

"That's the name of the targets!" Jessie announced with renewed vigor. She ran ahead of the other thieves and sprinted into the middle of the town square. James and Meowth watched her from a few yards away as the redhead started pestering the townspeople. An older man came forward and interrupted her interrogation of a young woman.

"You seem to be lost, looking for someone?"

"Yes!" Jessie smiled. "Do you know where I can find the Devinshire's house?"

"Even though it's practically a landmark in this region, it's not on a map so no one can ever seem to find it on their own. Walk until you've reached the northern edge of town and once you've gone past the stream, you'll see the magnificent manor in an area surrounded by the forest."

"Thank you!" Jessie bowed slightly.

"No problem. The Devinshire family doesn't mind tourists, but don't anger the wife. She's a little off kilter." The old man scratched the back of his head as he warned the girl.

Jessie, unperturbed by the elder's words of warning, turned to face James and Meowth who were just standing around a few feet behind her.

"Let's get going!" Jessie demanded.

Jessie's spirits soared now that she knew where the gem was kept. Each step was a step closer to proving that she could plan something and actually achieve a predetermined goal. The thief knew that the team's track record was absolute garbage, but that was due to the fact that each and every scheme was overly complicated, she reasoned.

The simplest plan would work without fail.

Everyone paused as they reached the stately home that basked in the evening glow of the warm setting sun. The old grey brick work contrasted against a dark sea of green pine trees. It's multiple windows featured elaborate details and each asymmetric floor had floral trim. The two grand, squared off towers framed the old Victorian manor in a massive fashion and caught the attention of the trio. The very first thing that came to Jessie's mind was "Cha-Ching!"

"Finally, we're here." James whined and then turned to face his best friend. "How are you going to get in that place?"

"Yeah, that place is humongous." Meowth added.

"One minute." Jessie smiled and ripped off her Team Rocket uniform to reveal a thick white disposable diaper and a pink shirt which ended at her belly button.

"How's dressing like a giant baby going to help?" James questioned.

"Were you wearin that diaper the entire time?" Meowth wondered a loud.

Jessie had a throbbing forehead vein on full view after the pointless line of questioning. She approached Meowth with a large rattle and swung the toy at him, hitting the Pokémon on the forehead. The was instantly leveled by the toy and ended up sprawled out on the ground stunned as Jessie pivoted on her bootie clad feet. Her diapered butt stared him in the face as she started talking to James.

"At least you ask the right questions from time to time. Besides looking extremely adorable, I am dressed like this to get into the house." Meowth peaked around Jessie's diapered bottom and looked at James with an unsure look. James returned the look with a shrug.

"Now build me a baby basket!" The redhead pointed at the hot air balloon.

James and Meowth knew better than to argue and got to work disassembling their atmospheric vehicle, fashioning it into a large baby basket. It took about ten minutes, but once it was completed, the boys stared at it with a feeling of accomplishment.

"What are you two doing?!" Jessie barked as she hopped into the adult sized baby basket. "Pick me up and carry me to the front door!"

"Oh, right!" James bent down and lifted up the back portion of the basket while Meowth grabbed the front portion of the oversized baby's makeshift cot. A few grunts and they had the oversized basket off of the ground. Slowly and shakily, the two compatriots carried Jessie down the cobblestone walkway up to the front door of the house.

"You know, you're awfully heavy for your age." Meowth remarked in a sarcastic tone.

"Yeah, I thought babies never got this big." James smirked.

A series of growls came from the occupant of the basket. "Just wait till I get out of this diaper."

Before Jessie could continue her threat, she was interrupted by the basket being dropped on the doorstep which startled her greatly and caused her to bang the back of her head against the bottom of the thin wicker basket. A rapid series of knocks rang out above the dazed and confused woman as the thief tried to figure out what was happening outside of the basket as she held the large bump on that was protruding from her head.

"Good luck!" James called out as Meowth added. "Doin't get a diapa rash!"