Mewthree's Christmas Carol - Food
#7 of Mew's Christmas Carol
Christmas has come once more, but the people and Pokémon of this modern age have forgotten what it's all about! The misfitting duo of Mew and Mewtwo decide to bring back the old traditions and enforce their very own brand of Christmas spirit... For better or worse!
Continuing her search, Mew came to the conclusion That to find misdoings, she could not always be in seclusion She knew she would have to disguise herself as to not be seen It was Christmas, after all... No one would be expecting Halloween!
Coming upon a humble and somewhat rural city Mew landed behind a factory, dark and gritty Not caring about which shape would make her pretty She hastily transformed herself into a common Skitty
Walking around town, there was not much sound There seemed to be no people nor Pokémon around A smile crept upon her lips as she knew this was an indication That everyone had left town to have their own Christmas celebration
However, as she looked around with her new eyes straining She could tell that there was a single Pokémon remaining A broken down Emolga laid on a bench, obviously trying to sleep But as she got closer, she saw that he had actually begun to weep
On each of his cheeks was a yellow spot His face long and ravaged by distraught Mew approached him, keeping herself wary "Merciful traveler," he said, "Might you spare me a berry?"
The Emolga stared at her with pleading eyes, looking quite terrible His fur was shaggy, his physique gaunt and his smell was unbearable "For berries," Mew replied, "You should be consulting a tree," "Why on earth would you need something like that from me?"
"I was born a cripple," he cried, "Lacking the ability to fly," "If I were to leave town and meet a ground-type, I would surely die!" "And should a trainer come along, I would be captured in a flash," "Only to be abandoned just as soon, because I am but vendor trash..."
"You have no choice," Mew said sternly while shaking her head "If you cannot get food on your own, then you will soon be dead," "A berry will only last for the duration of my stay," "And you will surely starve to death another day,"
Mew continued, "If you wish to always have your daily ration," "Then you must never give up on improving your situation," "For to overcome difficulties and strife," "That is the true essence of life!"
The Emolga considered what she had said, and then sat up in a snap He looked himself over disappointingly, tugging at his broken flap "You're right," he whispered, "To be out there, actually trying..." "Whatever happens..." he said while gulping, "It sure beats dying..."
The Emolga headed out as Mew changed herself back There were many more to help, so she could not stay there and slack! Mew felt good with herself, remaining blissfully unaware As the Emolga ran into an angry Donphan, quite unwilling to share!