May 14, 2020
@blue-and-cold like this for a starter!
Mew was zipping along route 25, stopping at every discarded pokeball, floating down to carefully shut the ball with a click, then tapping them gently with their tail, changing the hue from red to gold. They loved the look on humans’ faces when they ran towards the special pokeball, expecting some TM, only to get proverbial Kricketune. Poke! One more phoney pokeball.
The fine hairs on Mew’s back stood up. Oh crap. A human was watching them.
“What’re you looking at kid?”
