A/N: Thanks to my faithful reviewer, That KJ Kid! I hope the story continues to please! Sorry for the time between updates – my teachers seem to be trying to cram in as much as possible between now and Winter Break. I'm swamped with homework for the second weekend in a row, but at least it's the weekend, so updates should come quicker.
The ferry was due to reach Rosewood City in two hours, early in the morning. Currently, it was still dark, and Drew was sitting outside on the deck. He knew he should probably have been asleep, but he just couldn't.
After Solidad and Lapras had failed to get the gun, they had decided that there was only one thing to do: find Meowth and get him to make another gun. Of course, the problem was, there were no more instructions. However, Mew had confidence in him, and it was the only thing they could do. So they were going to Rosewood for nothing, but it wasn't as if they could tell the captain to just turn around.
Drew, however, wasn't thinking about that. He kept thinking about what Glaceon had said: "This is all your fault!" It was true. May might have told Glaceon to stop, but it was true what she had said. It was Drew's fault that May was stuck as an Eevee, maybe forever. There was no guarantee that Team Rocket would help them. After all, they had no reason to. They had been the ones that wanted May turned into a Pokémon in the first place.
The only reason that Team Rocket had to get Meowth to make another gun was that Giovani was a Pokémon, too. If they could find Giovani and catch him, they could get Meowth to build a gun in order to save Giovani, and then they would simply have to take it from him somehow.
They had already decided that the best way to find Meowth was to look wherever Ash was, and so that meant that once they got to Rosewood City, they would have to turn right back around and head back, and hope that Ash, Brock and Dawn hadn't gone back to Sinnoh by then.
Drew's musings were interrupted by Quilava dashing onto deck.
"Master Drew!" He said, then lowered his voice when Drew shushed him furiously, glancing at the man on duty. "Mew says she can teleport with up to two of us, and take us where we need to go!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! I was talking to her about it after everyone had gone to bed."
"I've got to tell May." Drew said instantly, "She and I should go. Quilava, thanks. Tell the others what we're going to do, and you guys can start making your way back to Azalea Town – we'll meet you there."
"Right." Quilava said, looking determined. Drew realized he had never seen that look in Quilava's eyes before, not when he was a Pokémon, and not when he was human.
"I'm proud of you, Quilava. If we ever get back to normal, I am definitely putting you in a contest."
* * *
When Drew and May told Mew where to take them, Drew expected her to take them to Ash, Brock and Dawn – but not to take them right into the middle of their camp.
It was nighttime when they got there, and the trio were camped outside, Dawn in her tent, and Ash and Brock in their sleeping bags. There was a fire in the middle of them, and it was directly above that that Mew teleported.
Now, this was all well and good for Mew – she could float. But Drew and May couldn't; and they fell right into the fire.
"Mother of –" Drew yelled.
"AH! Hot, hot, hot, HOT!" May shrieked at the same time, and fortunately her scream drowned out the last bit of Drew's exclamation.
"What's going on…?" Pikachu mumbled groggily, sitting up.
"Huh?" Brock said.
"I'M ON FIIIIIRE!" May screamed, and leapt out of the burning logs. She darted around the camp, trying to put out the fire that had started on her tail.
"Master May?!" Pikachu cried, leaping to his feet.
"Get out of the way –" Drew yelled, but Pikachu didn't hear him in time. A jet of water burst from Drew, hit Pikachu, hit May, and soaked Ash's sleeping bag.
"AH!" Ash yelled, jumping to his feet, "What – what – Drew?"
"Thanks," May gasped.
"It is you!" Pikachu cried, "Master May! How did you get turned into a Pokémon?!"
"What's going on?" Dawn asked sleepily, coming out of her tent with Piplup.
"It's you!" Piplup growled, catching sight of Drew.
"I attacked?" Drew said dazedly.
"The fire's out." Brock said.
"I attacked!" Drew yelled gleefully, punching his flipper in the air.
"Master Ash, Master Ash!" Pikachu cried, freaking out, "Master May got turned into an Eevee!"
"It's Mew!" Dawn cried, pointing.
Everyone looked up. Mew was floating above the wet logs that had previously held a fire, watching them all. Seeing that they were all looking, Mew smiled, waved, and said "Hello!"
Very forcedly, Brock turned to Drew. "Drew – you are Drew, right?" Drew nodded. "What is Mew doing here? And…who's that?" He pointed at May.
Drew sighed. He picked up the smallest twig from the fire, and wrote in the sand: May.
"What?!" Ash yelped.
"I did tell you that, you know." Pikachu said, a little grumpily.
"And what's Mew doing here?" Brock asked.
Before Drew could think of a way to write down all the events of the past few days in the dirt, two spotlights appeared.
"Is that a voice I hear?" Said an familiar voice.
"Right on cue," May commented dryly.
"Excellent." Drew said, "Now we can get on with this. Mew, you've got to talk to Meowth, okay?"
"Of course." Mew said cheerfully.
"What's Meowth got to do with this?" Pikachu asked.
"It's speaking to me, loud and clear." Said a second voice. Jessie and James leapt into view.
"Floating on the wind!"
"Past the stars!"
"In your – Mew?!" Meowth yelped as he leapt into view and caught sight of the small pink Pokémon floating above them. "What are you doing here?! You've got to –"
"Meowth, you messed up our intro!" James said furiously.
"That's fine," Jessie snarled, "They know why we're here –" She pulled a pokeball out of her belt.
"Wait! No!" Meowth cried, grabbing her arm, "You can't attack now – what about Mew –?"
"You stupid little –"
"Stop!" Mew cried. In a second, Jessie, James, Ash, Brock, Dawn, Pikachu and Piplup all froze in place.
"Huh?" Meowth said, still hanging from Jessie's now-immobile arm.
"Meowth?" Mew said, "I need to ask you a favor."
"Of course!" Meowth said immediately, dropping to the ground.
"Can you build another one of those guns for me?" Mew asked. Meowth's face fell, and his eyes slid past Mew to May and Drew.
"You mean for them?"
"Well, yes. I want to return them back to normal. Them, and Quilava and his friends. Please, could you? I know you don't have the directions anymore, but you managed fine without direction the first time –"
"No can do," Meowth said, waving a paw.
"What?"
"Ican't build you another one; not because I couldn't remember how, but because I haven't got the parts I need anymore. I used them all up."
"But when we built the first gun, there were plenty of extra!" Mew protested.
"Well…"
"Well what?"
Meowth sighed. "To tell you the truth, Mew, there were always two guns. After I built the first one, and Jessie and James told Giovani about it, he wanted one, too. And I can't just refuse my boss, you know? So I used to spare parts to build another one. And as far as I know, he still has it."
"But he can't."
"Of course he does," Meowth said miserably, "And I can't just go up and ask to borrow it. He'd never let me. And it isn't like we can just steal something like that right out from under his nose."
"But Giovani was turned into a Pokémon, too. A Snubbull. Remember when you came to the cave, and saw Quilava? I saved him from Giovani – but Giovani didn't have the gun with him then. So it must still be in the headquarters." Mew said.
"So we can go there!" May said immediately, "We'll steal the gun."
"And Giovani can stay a Snubbull, for all I care." Drew muttered.
"Giovani's a Snubbull?!" Meowth yelped.
"Yep," Mew said happily, "So Meowth, what do you say? Can we break into Team Rocket headquarters and steal the gun?"
Meowth flinched. "Well, Mew…the thing about this gun is that I'm not sure it works quite right. I didn't have the directions, you know? And I also had to use a different power source, since I didn't have you. And…well…I'm not sure what'll happen if you use it."
"We don't care," Drew said firmly, "I'll test it – and if it works, you can use it on everyone else."
"That's that!" Mew said, looking at Meowth expectantly, "Come on, you're the only one that has any experience with this sort of thing…I mean, I might've stolen the odd apple, but you're way better than me."
"That's for sure," May muttered.
Meowth hesitated, then let out a long sigh. "Alright."
For a fraction of a second, Drew felt sorry for him. Meowth was obviously doing this against his better judgment – Drew was sure that if anyone but Mew had asked, he never would have done it. Drew knew how he felt. He remembered how he had managed to use Water Gun just a while ago because May was on fire.
"Then let's go!" Mew said, "It'll be tough, but I'll just have to teleport all three of you along with me. Oh, and don't worry about them –" She added, seeing May's concerned glance at Ash and the others, "they'll be back to normal as soon as we leave. Now come on, you guys!"
A/N: Not too much happened in this chapter, I guess, but at least now they've got a plan. And Drew learned how to attack, just to save May! Aw… And Mew is still clueless. Poor Meowth. Thanks for reading, and please review!