Well, I actually did this one while Aeris was taking a vacation. She caught up. Eventually. After I'd done the thanksgiving special and scripted out an episode for a future arc. Heh, lazy.

Episode 151: Calm Seas and Memories Past

"Now this is one of the few reasons why I actually don't mind Humans," I muttered as I licked the last of the chocolate off of my claws.

"Aye, thank you Eve," Fervo added as he savoured the half a bar that he had left, which I promptly stole.

"You are the nicest of the clones, and better than the original."

"Yes she is, now give me back the chocolate or I will kill you."

"Is that a threat, Treecko?" I asked, moving the paw holding the chocolate out of Fervo's reach.

"Yes!"

"Well catch me if you can!"

---

He tried but I managed to dodge every tackle he threw my way, laughing as the Treecko chased me around in circles. Eventually he wizened up and cut me off, stealing the chocolate back and swallowing it. I was about to tackle him to the floor when we both froze at the sight of Mewtwo staring at us. Fun was over; the moody bastard had killed it.

"When you two are done playing," he said as he uncrossed his arms, "I have figured out why I cannot teleport you."

"Do we really need to know the reason?" Fervo asked, "That's like trying to find out how we actually stay alive. Time consuming and utterly pointless."

"It may help us come up with a way to get you out of here before you destroy the place."

"Like you destroyed the base in Lavender? Nearly taking us out with it!"

--

Mewtwo refused to be distracted. And, while Eve looked on with a puzzled expression, explained a long complicated load of babble which I wasn't paying any attention too as the itch had started up again.

"Will you stop that and pay attention?" Mewtwo finally snapped. "I want you out of here as soon as possible."

"Sorry, your highness," I replied sarcastically, "but you and I both know that I won't understand what the hell you are on about because, frankly, I couldn't give a damn."

"As I was saying," Mewtwo continued, ignoring my outburst, "there is a large amount of leftover psychic power in the clearing where you had been before. It is possible, then, that you could have been teleported because of that radiation and the large amount of psychic power here could have caused you to end up here."

"And this little theory helps us how?"

"It means that you may have been, for lack of a better term, mutated. Seeing as you cannot be teleported, I believe that is likely. I need to learn the extent of the radiation's affects before I can work towards getting you out of here."

---

Those words brought the memory of the last time he had 'gotten me out of there' and toppled a building on me. I could feel my anger building again. Fervo noticed and made a move to hold me back. Big mistake. He cried out as that big mistake punched him strait in the face before turning away and storming towards the trees.

"Bloody Mewtwo!" I yelled over my shoulder the moment I got out of their sight.

"This could prove to be difficult," I heard Mewtwo say to the others, who made no attempt to follow.

"What was all that about?"

---

Eventually I stormed out of their sight and kept on going, deciding that exploring would help calm me down. I found a lone apple tree and blasted one of the fruit down, kicking the smoking apple away. Even my stomach stayed out of my way for once. Around five minutes later, I decided that I was going around in circles or the island was much larger then I had first thought. It was the second one.

I finally burst out of the trees onto a clearing that ended abruptly. A large cliff that fell away towards rocks below. Further out, nothing but blue water. I felt a little scared, knowing full well how dangerous and temperamental the sea could get. Surround by a thing that could change with no warning and wipe me out without any fuss. Not a comforting thought really. Why Humans find the water so amazing is, and always will be, beyond me.

---

"The others are probably worried sick about us by now. Except Scyther," I chuckled as I sat down with my feet dangling over the cliff edge, "he's the only one with any sense. Scout too, sometimes. Unless he's flown into another tree during my absense. Who the hell am I talking too?"

I was jolted out of my crazy as I spotted a familiar sight heading past the island. A barge. I'd stowed away in one when I was travelling to Kanto and could remember the musty stench. And the crew members that gave me food. I wondered what they were up too and smiled at one of the few good memories I had left. Back then it was just me and the crew. No fighting and no annoying psychics to mess things up. I decided that, if I ever got the chance to ditch Moron, I'd have to work on a barge like that again.

---

Of course, life wasn't going to let me enjoy myself for too long and I spotted a small glint as sunlight reflected off of something on the barge. The barge was a little closer and I could make out some sort of metal dish mounted on the ship. I was curious and started to climb down the cliffs, my claws allowing me to hook into the cracks in the cliff. Soon I was standing on one of the rocks, the sea pounding it just below my platform. The spray was coating my scales and a small amount of steam bellowed from my tail flame.

"What the hell is going on? I don't remember the barge I was on having one of those."

The dish swivelled around and seemed to be pointing strait at me, which was slightly unnerving. The Humans standing on the barge all seemed to burst into a frenzy, running around like crazy. I wasn't entirely sure why, but I didn't like it one bit. I turned around and started climbing back up the mountain, hearing the barge come closer and closer. I climbed over the cliff edge and peeked over it at the barge, which turned away all of a sudden.

---

"What the bloody hell was that all about? Maybe Mewtwo will know."

"I know even less about that then you do," was the telepathic reply in my head which made me jump out of my skin and nearly topple over the edge. Mewtwo was standing beside me, watching with disapproving eyes.

"Don't fucking do that!"

"You falling to your death would rid the world of one more idiot. Shame that I cannot throw you off myself, Mew would never forgive me and she is an enemy to be feared."

"Any enemy is one to be feared, even the dead ones have a knack of causing you harm," I replied, "You really should have known that, Mr Smartass."

"Never call me that again."

"Or what?"

"I will take my chances with Mew."

"Fine, how about fuckwit?"

"Marginally better."

"Fuckwit it is then."

"I am looking forward to when you leave," Mewtwo sighed.

"So am I, although annoying you could prove to be annoying."

"You sounded just like Mew right then. Maybe you have adopted some of her personality," he countered, sounding amused.

"Okay, sod it. I'll jump off the cliff myself. One Mew is plenty."

"One thing we can agree on."