Mawile gives you a big ol' smirk and are thrown into the air. Oh god, this is it. You're gonna get eaten in the middle of the woods by a Mawile, and you're not even sure Mew will even save you. You feel your heart sink as you fall back to earth, landing... back on Mawile's palm. It takes you a second to register what happened, staring at the forest's leafy roof. You lean forward to sit up and see Mawile barely containing herself from laughing out loud, with her snorting and covering her mouth with her other hand.
"Ha ha. Very... very funny." You say, trying to catch your breath from your sudden panic. Mawile too calms herself and gives you a little cute wink and pokes her tongue out, acting all coy about it. Mawile's palm then fastens onto your legs and torso, having the only things left out is your shoulders and head as she begins to walk. Is she taking you somewhere? "I'm guessing you're not gonna be letting me go, huh?"
"Mawile." Mawile happily shook her head, keeping a tight hold of you as she keeps on walking. Great, now you're being dragged to who knows where by a Pokemon that, not 15 seconds ago, joked about eating you. If only Mew would save you right about now...
"Aww, c'mon. There's no need to be so grumpy." Mew's voice suddenly rings in your head, as she talks to you through telepathy. Quick, Mew! I'm don't want to do the experiment with this Mawile. I really don't feel comfortable with her taking me after what just happened... Mew?
After a minute of silence, you hear Mew's voice again. "I think we should give her some time." What do you mean by that? "I mean, I peered into her mind, and she it doesn't look like she has anything bad planned for you. I think she's been looking for someone just like you in fact. This is too perfect!" Mew sounds excited again, before returning with a reassuring voice. "If things still don't sit right with you or if she starts to do anything to you, I'll get you out of there lickity split! I just think that you should spend a little more time with her before we should come to that conclusion just yet."
You think about what Mew said... Fine, I'll stay with Mawile a little longer, if what you said is true. Just be sure to be watching after me, okay? You give a big sigh as Mawile continues to walk through the forest, hopping happily through the interweaving maze of trees. A little while later, she finally comes across a dirt cliff. She looks like she's looking for something in the dirt until... Click!
A sudden door opens up from the wall, revealing a semi lit up room. It looks to be like a secret base of some sort. Mawile walks in and closes the door behind her. The room looks pretty clean despite the rocky walls and floor, and decorated with posters of Pokemon Tournaments and Beauty Contests. Stuff toys looking from old and new are strewn across the place, and there's even a modern looking bed and living room set up. "Mawile, did you make this place?" You say in bewilderment.
"Maw." Mawile shakes her head, and places you down on a wooden coffee table and starts to go get something. She must have found it like this then, maybe an abandoned secret base? You'd be surprised if a wild Pokemon was able to decorate and set all of this up without anyone noticing. Still, it's amazing that she kept it clean.
"Mawile, mawile!" You hear her excitedly shout as she grabs a poster for what looks to be an old tournament and a plush Clefairy from her pile. She runs back to the coffee table and sits on her knees, at almost eye to eye level with you. "Maw." She points to the poster, more specifically to the duo of a Pokemon trainer and their Pokemon. "Wile." She points to herself. "Maw." She points her finger at you, slightly booping you on the nose. "Wile!" She excitedly shouts and gives the plush a hug before throwing the Clefairy plush into the air. It's unfortunate trajectory has it land right on you, with it funnily enough sitting right on you. Didn't hurt, but sure scared you for a second. Mawile lifts the Clefairy off of you and gives a giggle.
What did the Mawile mean by all that though? The trainer, her, you, and the plush. You think of what it could mean, until you come with the ultimate conclusion.
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