The J.A.M.
                      Friday, May 4, 2001 at 9:27:22 PM CST
                      "The Big Date" Epilogue, if you want it



 [...unWARP!!!] 

 Good evening. 

 Yes, I know the story is over, according to some, but I just can't get this idea off my head. 
So, here it is, with my apologies to Kat and Triple-S 

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 EPILOGUE 

 In the Coffeehouse, the couples took their places in individual tables, as they too, decided 
to have an improvised date. Now that the danger was past, and the TEP would never again 
think of destroying love, everyone was due for some well-deserved rest.
 And everyone who was *not* paired up was simply getting to know everyone else, and making new friends. 

 Leviathan and Widget, the cause of this whole adventure, continued to GAZE into each
 others' eyes, simply enjoying each other's company, and seeing their souls reflected in each other. 

 Everyone was safe, once again… 

 …but not all were happy. 

 Meowth had been thwarted once again. Not Team Rocket, but *him*, and *he alone*. 
His plans of getting revenge on the Jaguar were very much thrown out the window. 
He couldn't even get close to him, now that not only did that cyborg-rabbit wouldn't
 leave his side, but also now that he seemed to have formed an unofficial alliance with that Puma. 

 He should have made his strike when the Panther was taken to sick bay… 

 Sitting by himself, he saw James and Julie sitting together. He then turned and saw The J.A.M. 
and Bunnie also sitting together.
 Jesse was…somewhere… 

 Seething for a moment, he took out a Pokéball. 

 This was the one he had reserved, and he would use it, one way or another. 
All he needed to do was wait until once again, the Jaguar was down for the count… 

 *I will get you, Onça, don't you dare relax…* he thought. *Even if I have to forget Pikachu, I _will_ get you…* 

 Elsewhere, a duck was tending to his facial injuries: deep gashes on his face. He couldn't 
remember who had done that, since everything happened very fast, except that it had *definitetly*
 been a feline. And he, too, had a certain quirk against a *certain* feline. And just to be on the
 safe side, he would get his revenge on that Jaguar, and that Puma just to be on the safe side. 
And he *knew* his allies would help him as well. Bushroot, too had deep gashes everywhere, 
and Megavolt was still in the emergency room. 

 Gently, he now tended to his injuries on the back of his neck. One of those felines, perhaps 
by pure instinct, had sunk his teeth there, either to snap his neck, or to pierce the jugulars, 
or to collapse his windpipe. And he would have succeeded, if Megavolt
 hadn't zapped him, which unfortunately caused *him* to be zapped as well. 

 No one treated Negaduck like prey, no one… 

 And he would get his own revenge as well… 

 But later. 

 Much later. 

 And so, the Coffeehouse patrons were safe once again… 

 …but for how long? 

 THE END 

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 Until next time, remember: 

 I AM THE J.A.M. 

 Good evening. 

 [WARP!!!]