Last night I got to try and figure out where to put my furniture in my new room! My mom and I are moving into her boyfriend's house. I'm not sure when we're going to move, but we're getting there. My mom drew up a scale drawing of the room, then we made scaled down versions of the furniture pieces. I found a design I really like! I'll actually have a desk to put my laptop on, rather than sitting it on my lap while I write!

Oh, and if anyone gets the song reference in the title of the chapter, I love you.

Disclaimer: Pokémon, along with any people, places or things from it are not mine, nor do I claim it to be. The only thing I do own is myself and the dream this all started from.

Feeling like I had already wasted enough time for the day, I packed what I hadn't packed yet, which was just a few odd things, and left the Pokémon Center.

I chose to go the long way to the mouth of the cave, remembering that there was a trainer around the long way. I knew I could easily cut down one of the trees to get directly to the cave, but the experience was more important than my speed.

As I had remembered a trainer was standing at the end of the row of trees and bushes. She stopped me, as all other trainers did as I passed them.

"I've been out at a Pokémon Gym a few times," she said, "...But I always lose."

"Then how did you get here?" I asked, "You need Cut to get here."

The trainer, who I later figured out was a Picnicker named Heidi didn't answer my question, though she looked very hurt at my implicating she was a cheater.

Like every other trainer I had faced so far, she was easy. I was starting to become desperate for a tough trainer, even if it meant I lost. A lost challenge was much better than a win in a blow out battle.

This trainer battled first with a level 20 Pikachu, which was so weak my Fearow could take it out before it had the chance to get a super effective hit in. Her final Pokémon was a Clefairy. It managed to use Encore on me, but it was useless, since it locked Fearow on to using Aerial Ace, which would always hit for a good amount of damage. It helped that the Clefairy was at low health as well.

Once I had finished this trainer off I headed inside of the cave, the Rock Tunnel. It was dark in the cave, which was why I needed to get Flash. I knew in the games people could get through the Rock Tunnel without using Flash, but I had never mastered this. Also, I knew they used the walls to direct them, and I didn't want to run into walls all day, or however long it would take me to get through this place.

I easily took care of this problem though by bringing out Meowth who used flash. Seemingly by magic the cave lit up. I returned Meowth to his Pokéball, sprayed a Repel on myself and started walking south, then east. My Repel was not wasted because I found another one on the ground shortly after I used it.

I walked back to the west and took a southern route to continue on through the cave.

"Pokémon fight!" a voice exclaimed as I passed through a gap in the rock wall, "Ready, go!"
"You're certainly all worked up over a battle," I commented.

"I haven't seen anyone in here for a while," the man, named Ashton who stopped me commented, "I've been lost in here for a while because it was so dark."

I battled this Pokémaniac, but it wasn't much of a challenge. He used a level 23 Cubone and Slowpoke. Fearow took both out rather quickly.

The battle was soon over and I continued walking. It seemed whoever designed Pewter City and Mt. Moon also designed the Rock Tunnel, because my walking, following the path, took me in a spiral. I descended the ladder at the end of this spiral into a cavern with many old and fragile looking rocks; I figured Rock Smash would break them.

I walked south-west until I found another path to go down, one leading to the west. This path was guarded by another Pokémaniac, Winston, who insisted on battling me. He only used one Pokémon, a level 25 Slowpoke. A few Pursuits from Fearow easily took the thing out, though the Slowpoke managed to confuse Fearow, so I needed to heal because of self-inflicted damage.

I was about to continue walking after the battle, but then I heard footsteps. I turned around to see Dana walking in my direction.

"Dana!" I called; glad to see the familiar face that I hadn't seen since Pewter City, "You caught up!"

Dana looked up, "I guess I did," she called back, hurrying to get to where I was standing.

"So, how did you manage to catch up?" I asked, curious, since I had a fairly good head start back in Pewter and hadn't wasted much time.

"I didn't go get Flash," Dana admitted, "I figured I could get through without it. I didn't need to though; the cave was already lit when I entered it."

"That was me," I said.

"So, should we battle?" Dana asked, most likely since it was a rule in the Pokémon world.

"Do you mind if we postpone that battle until we're out of here?" I asked, "I don't want to risk the cave kicking me out if I lose."

Dana chuckled, "Okay, but I'll hold you to that."

"Is she another one of your insane friends?" Mew asked through telepathy. I was now starting to be able to tell the difference between the voice she had in my head and out loud.

'Not anywhere near as insane as Ashley or Alicia,' I thought to Mew, 'But yes, a friend.'

"Are you going to tell her about me too?" the invisible Pokémon asked.

'I probably should,' I admitted to Mew, 'If Ashley or Alicia bring it up I don't want to seem like the bad guy for not telling her.'

"Uh, Jenn," Dana waved her hand in front of my face, "Are you alright?"

I laughed, 'I guess I need to tell her now, since she thinks there's something wrong with me.'

"Yeah," I said to Dana, "Just...thinking."

Dana looked at me quizzically, "It doesn't sound like you're too sure."

"Look," I said, "Let's get out of this guy's ear shot and I'll tell you."

The two of us walked away from the Pokémaniac that I had just defeated to a spot where no one was around.

"I caught a new Pokémon," I started.

"What's the big deal about that?" Dana interrupted.

"I'm not really using this Pokémon," I tried to continue.

"An HM slave, so what?" Dana commented.

"No, not that, Meowth is my HM slave," I continued again, "It's another Pokémon."

"Okay," Dana said, "What kind of Pokémon are we talking about?"

"Me!" Mew exclaimed as she appeared, "You looked like you were struggling," Mew continued through telepathy, "I thought I would help."

Dana froze in place, for a little while I thought she may have died from a heart attack because I could barely detect her breathing.

"I was trying to ease her in," I fumed at the little Pokémon, "To prevent something like this from happening."

"M-Mew," Dana stuttered, "How did you catch it?"
"Her," Mew corrected.

"Fine," Dana said, "Her. That weird old guy in the Museum back in Pewter told me legendaries chose who can catch them."

"She obviously chose me," I said, "Apparently because I'm a good candidate to take Team Rocket out. The legendaries are-"

A pink tail flicked itself in front of my mouth silencing me, "Don't say anything about that," Mew telepathically told me, "You aren't even supposed to know that."

"The legendaries are what?" Dana asked.

"Er," I said brushing the tail out of my mouth, "-strange like that," I improvised.

"Okay," Dana commented, "Now can we please get out of this cave?"

I laughed as we continued to walk through the cave, Mew disappeared, I assumed to follow us.