After beating Surge for a ThunderBadge, Cajava is now on her way to Celadon. Walking beside her is Marshmallow, Fluff and . . . another Eevee?
    Cajava giggled. “I’ve always wanted an Eevee of my own, and I guess this is as close as I’ll get, eh, Blob?”
    “vee,” replied the Eevee in a voice that was definitely Ditto. Suddenly, a black cloud of smoke appeared. “Huh? Who’s out there?” A voice called out.
    “Prepare for trouble!”
    “And make it double!”
    “Better make that triple...” A calm female voice interrupts the motto being acted out.
    The male nondescript Rocket from the duo who was performing the Team Rocket motto fumes, as he turns around to face the intruder, “How *dare* you cut us...?” When he sees who it is, he gulps, “Uh... hi Minax...”
    The female Rocket spazzes, and her knees get wobbly, and she doesn’t face Minax while saying, “M-M-Mi-Minax?! If she’s only half as mean as I’ve heard, she’s still the most evil person I’ve ever heard about! Let’s get outta here NOW!” The nondescript female Rocket grabs her male partner’s hand and drags him away from Cajava and her group.
    “Evil?” Minax places her hand up to her mouth and chuckles, “I’m flattered.”
    Cajava looks at Minax with an eyebrow slightly raised. The red-haired woman is wearing a form-fitting black top, tight blue jeans, and knee high black leather boots. It doesn’t look like a uniform, “Are you from Team Rocket?”
    “If I was from Team Rocket, do you think that those two would have run away?” Minax smirks. She absolutely adores being truthful in her own special dishonest way. No lies were being spoken in her statement.
    Cajava places her hand behind her neck, “No, I guess not. It’s pretty impressive how you can scare them away like that.”
    Minax politely curtsies, then turns her attention to the ground. Standing at Cajava’s feet are a Jigglypuff and two Eevees. One of the Eevees seems oblivious to its surroundings, and the other is trembling in Minax’s shadow. Marshamallow the Jigglypuff is hiding behind Cajava’s leg. She tells Fluff, the scared Eevee, “<That’s a bad human. Bad bad bad human.>”
    Fluff nods at this, “<Yeah I know, Marshmallow. She has Pokéballs.>”
    “<No. Even worse. I can feel it. I’m going to try to scare her away.>” Marshmallow inflates herself to look more menacing, without much success, and steps forward, showing off how courageous she is!
    Minax looks down at the inflated Jigglypuff with a concerned look on her face, then faces Cajava once again, “Is there something wrong with your Jigglypuff? She looks awfully bloated.”
    Cajava shrugs, “I dunno. They’re very individualistic. They don’t let me put them in Pokeballs! It’s almost as if a single omnipotent being controls their thoughts and actions on occasion. I always have to wait for them to catch up with me!”
    Minax nods half-heartedly, her mind on something else, then looks back down at Marshmallow, “She looks like she wants to attack. I can’t be held accountable for any sort of self defense used if that balloon attacks me, can I?”
    “Depends on the self defense, of course, but I’m not going to let you hurt either of them!” Cajava bravely declares.
    Minax narrows her eyes at Marshmallow, “I remember you. Did you cry when I killed your parents, little Jigglypuff? I know I didn’t. I laughed... and I sold their skins to the Trojan corporation. Would you like to join them, little one?”
    “<She killed my parents?! I only knew Clefairies. I never knew my parents.>” Marshmallow starts growling, “<She killed my parents. She killed them. I knew she was evil... I felt it and I was right. I’m going to attack her!>”
    Fluff the Eevee shouts out, “<No! Marshmallow! Don’t do it! She’s probably lying to get you mad!>”
    It’s too late. Marshmallow leaps up into the air, and uses her balloon-like properties to stay afloat while pushing herself towards Minax’s face, to give the tall Rocket the strongest Pound ever! Minax automatically responds by reaching for her long skinning knife, “I always loved popping balloons as a little kid.” Fortunately for Marshmallow, the knife is stuck in Minax’s sheath, thanks to some dried Weedle blood on it. But before Marshmallow can land the furious Pound attack on Minax’s cheek, a baby Chansey leaps out of Minax’s large bag and intercepts, “Chansey! Chan Chan!”
    Omelette the Chansey and Marshmallow the Jigglypuff both go tumbling down to the ground. Cajava stares, feeling that she shouldn’t interfere yet since it might hurt Marshmallow’s ego, but is ready to send out Blob if necessary. Marshmallow blinks her large baby blue eyes at the Chansey in front of her, who is only half her size. “Jiggly? Jigglypuff?”
    “Chaaaan... SEY!!!” Omelette chirps out. She stands in an awkward battle stance, to show that she’s serious about protecting her surrogate mother, “Chansey Chan Chansssseeeey!” Omelette raises one of her tiny limbs high!
    Marshmallow replies by raises one of her own arm-like appendages, “Jiggly... Jigglypuff!”
    The two small Pokémon both Pound each other at the same time! Omelette, not used to fighting, curls up into a small light pink ball and rolls up to Minax’s boots.
    Minax looks touched by Omelette’s self-less act of fighting for her, picks up the rolled up baby Chansey, and talks to it, “Omelette, you don’t have to do this. Auntie Minax can handle the Jigglypuff on her own.”
    Omelette opens herself up, blinks her tiny little eyes, and leaps onto the ground in front of Marshmallow again, “Chansey!” Omelette winds up her tiny fist and smacks Marshmallow with a relatively strong Pound attack! “Chansey!”
    “Jig... Jiggly...” Marshmallow’s eyes show dizziness as she collapses next to Fluff.
    Omelette claps her little hands making no noise with them, proud of her victory, “Chansey! Chansey!”
    “Hip hip hooray. Maybe you’re at level *five* now, Omelette. Well, woop-dee-do.” Minax picks her Chansey up again, and puts her back in the black sack on her belt, “Now stay out of my affairs or else I’ll have a hearty breakfast in the morning.” Minax pauses to think if she’s being sincere or just using her dishonest truthfulness again. She can’t decide.
    Fluff the Eevee pokes her fainted Jigglypuff companion with her tiny paw, “Eee? Eevee?”
    Cajava looks up at Minax with disbelief, “You didn’t *really* kill that Jigglypuff’s parents, did you?”
    Minax simply shrugs, “I wouldn’t know. They all look the same to me.” Minax doesn’t remember if she’s ever killed a Jigglypuff, but her statement is truthful even if she hasn’t. They *do* all look the same to her. Not that it actually matters. Minax isn’t above lying, as shown when she was mocking Marshmallow to get her angry, and she doesn’t pretend to be.