Hey, everyone! Sorry for taking so long to those of you who were waiting for this fic. Enjoy!
(P.S. If you haven't read my first fic in the series, Moon and Sun: Escape from the Pack, I suggest you do so before reading this fic.)
Mew yawned. Why did she have to wake up so early on a Saturday? She smacked her lips together and glanced toward the pile of envelopes sitting on her dresser. Oh yeah. That's why.
The little pink Pokémon dragged herself to the kitchen. She placed the envelopes on the tree-stump table and began writing on some stationary she had found in one of the drawers. After much revising, she tucked the invitations she had completed into the envelopes and addressed them properly.
Seconds after, the Mail Pelipper arrived at Mew's door. Mew dropped the letters into his open beak, all but one. As the Pelican Pokémon flew off, she stared at the single invitation in her paw, grinning evilly. This one she'd deliver herself.
Mew slipped from tree to tree as she approached the house up ahead. She ducked behind bushes, hid in tall grass, and concealed herself behind a lone Lopunny, much to his aggravation. Finally, she was within a stone's throw of the home. Mew quietly snuck up to the door, placed the letter on the floor, and rang the doorbell. Then she dashed away, up into a tree from which she could watch the door.
It opened, and an Umbreon appeared. "Hello?" she called. Mew giggled. The black fox looked down at the welcome mat and saw the letter. Mew couldn't see her sarcastic expression when she shouted, "Boy, I wonder who gave this to us!" She almost fell off the branch laughing. Umbreon was falling for it! Umbreon examined the envelope and headed inside, but not before shouting, "Thanks, Mew!" This time Mew did fall off the branch. She snapped her fingers and flew back to the Tree of Beginning.
"Guys, we got a letter from Mew!" yelled Umbreon.
"Could you hold on a second?" Kiki shouted back. She and Lucario were in the middle of a Ping-Pong game, but with Lucario's Aura-seeing ability, it wasn't much of a match.
"I win again."
"Aargh!" shrieked Kiki. "I hate you!"
"I know," Lucario replied smugly. Umbreon walked into the room with the letter.
"Listen to this, guys. Here's what it says:
Hey, people! It's me, Mew!
I'm wondering if you guys could come to a party on Sunday.
It's the 47 billionth anniversary of the universe!
Hope that I'll see you there!
Mew
(P.S. Kiki, bring your whole team.)
(P.P.S. There's gonna be cake.)
(P.P.P.S. Could you make fruit salad, Umbreon? Yours tastes so good!)
(P.P.P.P.S. P.S.-ing is fun!)"
Umbreon stopped reading. She looked up from the letter and said, "Mew sure likes to P.S."
At the exact moment Umbreon finished reading the invitation, six others landed in separate mailboxes. Seven Pokémon read the invitations, and seven Pokémon started their long journey to the Tree of Beginning. This was going to be a universe anniversary that none of them would forget.
"Kiki! Get your butt down here!" Umbreon shouted up the stairs. They were about to head off to Mew's party, but there was always someone who delayed everything.
Ten minutes later, Kiki slid down the banister and landed on her feet. Umbreon glared at her and Lucario tapped an invisible wrist watch. "Where were you?" the fox asked, quite annoyed.
"The bathroom," she replied. "There was this disgusting..."
Umbreon started gagging and Lucario covered his ears, singing loudly, "Oh, say, can you SEE..."
"...spider." Kiki sweatdropped. The three headed out the door and walked toward the Tree of Beginning.
Halfway there, the three heard a shout of anger. Umbreon shrugged and they kept walking. Then, there was a loud explosion.
"JIRA, YOU IDIOT!"
"Hey, cool it, Phi, cool it, it was an accident."
"Accident? Accident? That was no accident. You were aiming for me!"
"I didn't say that part was an accident." By this time, Lucario, Umbreon, and Kiki had arrived at the scene. An oak tree had been blown in half, and standing in front of it was a small girl, probably six or seven. Her blonde hair was put up in a single ponytail; she wore a red shirt with long orange sleeves, a scarlet skirt, baby blue knee socks, and crimson Mary Janes. Around her neck was a crystal pendant, sapphire in color, matching her eyes.
"What happened?" Umbreon asked telepathically. The girl shifted her gaze to the three.
"Oh, nothing, really, except that this lamebrain Jira over here nearly blew my head to pieces!" The blond, teenage boy waved at them. His baggy shorts were lilac, and his no-sleeve shirt matched. From his ears hung unique earrings, like blue strips of paper, and his feet were donned with sandals, the type that ancient Romans would wear. He, too, wore a crystal, but his was a deep violet.
"As you probably know already," he said, "my name is Jira. And that gnat over there is Phi."
The little girl fumed. She tried to calm herself down. "With a ph," she struggled, trying to be polite. "P-H-I. Spell it with an f and I'll kill you." Kiki started laughing, but Umbreon nudged her elbow and gave her an I don't think she's joking look.
"So," Lucario asked, eager to change the subject, "where are you two headed?"
"The Tree of Beginning," Jira replied right before Phi leapt onto him and covered his mouth.
"Really? We're going there, too! Want to tag along with us?" Umbreon offered.
"Sure!" Phi smiled sweetly. "Why not?" She got up off of the teenager.
"Great, you've probably paralyzed me," he pouted.
"All except your mouth, unfortunately." Phi pulled Jira up and the quintet made their way again.
"Tree ho!" Kiki cried, getting her annoyed glances from the others. They had reached the trunk of the great Tree. The brunette knocked on the bark three times, then shouted, "Hey, Mew, it's us! Open up!" Lucario sighed. What a great cover.
An all but invisible door opened, and Mew poked her head out. "Oh, hi, guys! It's been so long, Phione. You too, Jirachi. Come on in, Celebi's already in the kitchen.
"Phione?"
"Jirachi?"
"Celebi?"
The three looked at each other. This had just gone way up on the weirdness scale.
Well, there you have it. Please R&R. More chapters coming soon!
-Umbreon Mastah