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Her giggle is infectious, and you find yourself smiling just by hearing it and seeing the cute way the puts her little hands up to her mouth and floats about. Here you are, in the presence of a Mew, and she is no longer running away! Perhaps she feels guilty about being the indirect cause of your fall, or perhaps she is just humoring you, but you aren’t going to take this for granted, you reach into your pants to grab your pokedex…
You reach into… into…
Where are your pants?
“Mew,” you ask, “where are my pants?”
For some reason, Mew seems to find this question to be hilarious, and her laughs increase, as does her erratic floating around. For a moment, you are worried she might slam herself into a tree, but it seems that even without her eyes open, Mew is the picture of grace. She then goes up into a tree and comes back out holding something in front of you. The look in her eyes is one of a being who knows they are playing a mischief, and knows they can get away with it.
“Mew,” you ask again, as she seems to enjoy your banter and you don’t want her to run away, “why are you holding my pants hostage?”
Once again, this seems to thrill the floating pink cat to no end. Still giggling, she floats down to you, holding your clothing just out of reach. Then, she teleports in front of your face, bops you on the noise, and starts floating away, still holding the pants. She places them on her tail and they hang there, blowing in the wind as she moves away. What are you supposed to do? As your feet start to remove themselves from the ground, you realize something: you feel very light. Light enough, almost, to float like Mew is. Indeed, you CAN float like Mew! You can fly! How? But Mew doesn’t give you a chance to think about it, instead you are forced to use your newly gifted power of flight to chase the pink bundle of energy. Mew is not going fast, which is good because nether are you.
