A quick author’s note: The start suddenly felt a little bare without one. I’ve been wanting to write a story with these guys for a while. Haha! I guess I got my wish! So, um, enjoy the crazy misadventures of these miscreants.
{Chapter one}
Today, I felt weird. It was like my whole body was telling me that I should skip school and stay in bed. I don’t know where all this dread came from. But I ignored it, and went anyway….
During gym, I felt a little light head and decided to play it for all I could. My teacher bought it and told me to go home; he knew I lived nearby, so I did.
I didn’t make it.
At least, I don’t remember making it.
(A young
is rummaging through a bush. He spots something round and delicious and snaps at it. While he may be young, he’s jaws are already powerful but his aim is off. The twig snaps in two and a berry goes rolling!) Gwa! (He goes chasing after it. Luckily, the berry is stopped by something small and white.)
………………
(crocks his head as he grabs the berry) Hellooooo? (The white thing doesn’t respond so he gives it a good kick.)
Yowk!!! (I wake up and roll over, sharp pain in my side. My bum feels a little wet…Did I wet the bed or something? It takes me a while for my eyes to adjust. Everything seems weird, brighter and more vivid. The first thing I see is it.) AAch! A Totodile! Where did you come from? How’d you get in my house- (I look around. There is no house. There’s just me and the confuse looking Totodile) Where…?
Boy, (The Totodile says, looking exasperated at me.) You’re sure one confused Meowth.
………….What? (I’m not sure if I said that out loud or not. I must have, though I didn’t feel it escape my lips. I scurry to my feet. Something feels wrong here, I feel wobbly, like my head is too heavy for my legs. I feel as though I might fall over, but I steady myself. I frantically patted myself down. Fur. Whiskers. Oh DEAR SWEET BABY JESUS- I HAVE A TAIL!)…Oh my Arceus, I’m a Meowth.
You didn’t know that? (The Pokémon in front of me starts to laugh, giving me a view of his razor sharp teeth. If he didn’t have that berry in his hands, I’d of sworn he was here to eat me.) You’re really strange! (He said when he stopped laughing) Do you want to come back to my place? You look hungry!
Yurk! (The look my face must have had! He might eat me yet, but I was never one to turn down a free meal- and being a Meowth, I could always scratch my way away from his snout) S-sure, why not. Whatcya cookin’?
I have berries and leftovers from my last meal! (He smiled and started off with that weird Toridile gait)
(I cringed and wondered what or who his last meal was, but I followed him anyway. Besides, it was better in sitting in the wet grass.)