Flame's near death experiance continues. But he gets a little distracted by a slightly bazare encounter, and Big Brother style survaliance. Pardon the B-Movie style title, I couldn't come up with anything better. As usual, comments are apreciated.
Episode Thirty-Seven: Re-encounters of the Weird
I found myself standing, which was a shock, in the middle of the clearing I used to live with before Moron caught me. Which was a even bigger shock. I could smell the familiar scent of the Oran berries. But, there was something different about it that stood out. It was silent, no sounds of Pidgey's in the distance. Not even the rustling of the tree's leaves. Silence. And it scared the hell out of me.
"You really do seem to like nearly getting youself killed, don't you Flame?" Somebody asked from behind, making me jump nearly out of my skin. I shot round and saw Mew looking into the small pool that was at the tree's edge.
"Where am I?" I asked. Mew laughed and looked up at me.
"You really are an idiot. Where do you think you are?" it said, all humour vanishing from its voice.
"It looks like my old home, but it's too quiet."
"Good observation. Infact, this is simply an illusion I created for a simple change of scenery. There was too much doom and gloom back where you were. Wow, saying that was a mouthfull and a half."
Okay, so now I was confused.
"Okay. Now I'm confused," I said, scratching the back of my head. (What? It's a comfort thing)
"I have that effect on a lot of people. Not so much on Pokémon, they are usually in shock that I do actually exist."
"So you do appear before others then?" I asked, still sctratching.
"Only once every hundred years or so, unless there is a major emergancy. And could you please stop that, I'm getting itchy just looking at you."
"Sorry. So anyway, is this one of those rare visits or an emergancy?"
"Bit of both really. Lets just say I have a importent reason to help you out."
That did little to help my confusion.
"Why do you have to be so damn cryptic?" I asked, clenching and unclenching my fist in an attempt to prevent the scratching.
"Because it's more fun this way," Mew laughed, levitating off of the floor and floating up untill it was sitting in the lower tree branches.
'Great, the ancestor of all Pokémon is a dick,' I thought to myself. Mew jumped down and landed next to me, which was one heck of a leap.
"He also has a nasty habit of being able to read thoughts. But you are right about me there. Being alone for the majority of time does get boring so I have to keep myself amused anyway I can. And being a dick is a very nise way to keep your self amused," Mew laughed again, patting my on the back before tripping me up.
"In case you were wondering why you are here, I wanted to show you something. But before we get to that, would you care for an Oran Berry?" He laughed as I climbed to my feet with a growl. And was then hit on the back of the head with one of the Berries.
"Now now, you are supposed to eat them, not get beaten up by them," Mew kept laughing as another one came shooting towards me. This one I stopped with my paw, making it splatter all over my palm.
Mew stopped laughing when I then patted him on the head, with the sticky paw. The Berry juice stained the pink fur a purplish colour.
"Okay okay, we'll call it quits. Seriously, I'm starved. So lets get on with this lunch before we get down to business.
A large and flat rock appeared before us, laden with berries of all sorts.
"Now, lets tuck in. Sorry, but I forgot the ketchup so we'll have to do without," Mew said, literally diving into a pile of orange Berries.
The food smelt alright, so I began to sample the sheer veriaty on offer.
About a half hour later, or at least it seemed like a half hour, both me and Mew were full. The rock had run out of Berries and we had polished off the Oran berry bush nearby.
"What is that think you mention earlier, ketchup I think it was?" I asked, sitting down and too stuffed to move.
"It's a Human thing. You put it on food to make the food taste better,"Mew replied, pretty much in the same position as me (but in midair. The showoff)
"So anyway, what was this thing you wanted to show me?" I asked, expecting a cryptic answer. And was amazed when it actually made sense.
"I'm going to show you what your friends are doing, while you are laying unconsious underground,"
"Fair enough. Who are we going to spy on first?"
"The one that hates you the most right now," Mew said, with a sly grin.
"So either Pika or Moron then. Although in Moron's case it is probably more fear than hatred."
Mew floated over the the pool of water and bekoned me over, which sucked because it meant I had to get up. I managed to crawl over to the pool and looked down into it. I was a little suprised to see that, instead of my reflection, I was looking at Pika.
"You really upset her," Mew said, in a tone that reminded me of Porygon's emotionless way of speaking.
"You saw that then?" I asked, stupidly. I was unconfortable at the fact that Mew saw that moment, and probably knew what I had meant to say too. The fact that Pika was actually crying didn't help much.
"Where's Scyther? He said he was going to go apolagise to her for me."
"He hasn't gotten to her yet, considering that he only left to go look for her a minute ago."
"But I asked him too ages ago!" I said, shocked.
"Ages here is only seconds back there. All we can do here is observe things in various time periouds, while we are in a completely different one ourself."
"I'm confused again."
"It confused me too when Celibi explained it to me."
"Who?" I asked, the name was alien to me.
"Never mind, you'll meet him eventually. Unless you keep up your habit of getting yourself maimed."