Your name is James, and from a young age, you've been obsessed with Pokemon. You could never really explain it, but the study of Pokemon has fascinated you like nothing else. This has caused you a fair deal of frustration in life - numerous girls have openly wished you'd pay them some attention instead of all your Pokemon books and such.
But your interests lie elsewhere. As of this moment, you're studying the ultimate Pokemon, and your favorite from the very start. A Pokemon known simply as Mew.
Mew was an enigma and that's why you liked it. Nobody really knew much of anything about Mew and that's why it appealed to you so much. Nobody knew Mew's gender, or personality ... all they knew is that Mew was really cute, and really powerful. Some had speculated Mew didn't exist at all, others that Mew was the progenitor of all other Pokemon. To really study Mew you had to find one, which was said to be hard as Mew could easily morph itself or hide itself. But you were pure of heart and determined to find it, which were said to be the two key criteria.
Which is why you find yourself trekking through the jungle in South America. It is a hot day, but the thick jungle canopy provides much welcome shade. After searching all morning for the elusive Pokemon, you find a nice shady clearing in the jungle and sit down on an old fallen tree trunk, unpacking your lunch from your backpack and munching away on a sandwich.
Just then, you hear a noise from above, only to see a giant Pidgeot swooping down towards you. "Uh oh" you say, quickly packing up your things and running as fast as you can to get away from the wild Pokemon. You run as fast as you can down the path, breathing heavily - before tripping on some undergrowth and falling to the ground. Covering your head, you brace yourself for the attack by the wild Pidgeot...
But before you can react, suddenly you feel a huge blast of energy behind you. The Pidgeot screeches in pain, as it is blasted far away to oblivion by a powerful attack. You'd felt your fair share of Pokemon attacks before but NOTHING like that you just felt. Whatever just saved you was clearly a very, very powerful Pokemon.
A small soft "Mew" call confirms your suspicions. Breathing in heavily in shock, you turn around and find yourself looking at a very cute little pink creature. And it's looking at you with big, soft blue eyes.
"Oh my gosh" you whisper to yourself "It's the legendary Mew!"
Mew blushes. "I'm flattered" it says with a soft, gentle voice "Nice to meet you too, James"
"Oh, you can talk and read my mind, huh?"
Mew smiles and flies a little closer towards you. "Sure can. And I can tell that you really like me. Well - I really like you too."
Now it's your turn to be flattered. "Really?" you ask.
"Yeah, I've been spying on you all morning" replies Mew "Or, a little longer actually."
"What do you mean?"
Mew smiles cutely "I've been studying you! And what I've found is that I want you."
"Want me how?"
Mew flies so close to you that its soft pink fur is touching your clothes, and its nose is touching yours. You stand transfixed at the impossibly cute creature in front of you, mouth open. Mew's own hot breath mixes with yours right in front of your face and you can hear Mew purring softly.
"Come on, I didn't think you'd be this oblivious! I want you to be my boyfriend, James... then you can study me all you want..."
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