Alright, jeez.

Team, what the hell are you doing? Now is not the time to do that! Stop this attempt at breeding, we both know you have terrible IVs anyway! Get your pants back on and find my monster! We must make sure the Mew bloodline is secured and seized! Oh, and could you get rid of this Meowth? He pisses me off for some reason.

They finally admit their feelings for each other and start acting the part. Whenever they try to act on another convoluted plan they get lovey dovey and show downright disgusting levels of wholesome PDA.

Ash just stares off awkwardly, unable to handle this new dynamic. Brock shows up and cheers, as he obviously shipped them. And poor Meowth is just sick of it.