From: Saxarooj <saxarooj@aol.com> Subject: [PW!] Team Rocket & Mew Date: Sunday, June 06, 1999 12:40 PM "Ugh," Tomman groaned, stepping through thick mud. "Maybe we should turn back." "Farfetch'd. Far'd, far," sang Tang, happily leading the way ahead of Tomman. "Tang, we've been walking through this forest for half an hour. The nurse back at Chakipp said we would find plenty of Pokémon here, but so far we haven't seen a single--" Tomman was interrupted by the thrashing of a hideous Pokémon directly in his path. "DwaaAAUGHH!!" he screamed. "FARFETCH'd!!" yelled his Pokémon, scrambling to the top of Tomman's head. He reached for his Pokédex, pointing it at the monster. "Nidoking," read the voice. "Poison and Ground Pokémon. Often used as a guard for top secret organizations, such as Team Rocket." Tomman observed the chain around the Nidoking's neck that led to the corner of a giant metal door with a large 'R' painted on. "L-looks like a Rocket joint to me," Tomman concluded. "Methinks we should get out of here. They might be upto something..." "FETCH'd!! FAR," replied Tang, making digging motions with her wings. "Hmm?? What about Diglett?" Tomman asked. "Farfetch', Faarfeetch'd, Farfetch'd fetch'd," answered Tang, still making digging motions but this time toward the building while keeping distance from the Nidoking. "Ooh, I get it. You want me to send Diglett to see what's going on in there?" "Farfetch'd," Tang answered bobbing her head in approval. "Well, alright then," said Tomman unclipping a Pokéball from his belt. He lobbed it to the ground, releasing the Diglett in a flash of light. "Did you hear the plan, buddy?" Tomman asked. "Diglett," came the reply and he burrowed underground out of sight. "Now all we do is wait," said Tomman sitting on a log. A minute later Diglett returned, asking Tang to go with him. She accepted, climbed onto his back and again disappeared. Tomman, feeling lonely, released his last Pokémon from his belt. "Voltorb," said the Pokémon that emerged. "So," Tomman questioned, "what's up?" "Volt, Vol Voltorb," answered Voltorb. "Voltorb Vol Voltorb Volt Volt, Voltorb." Beginning to see where the conversation was heading, Tomman was relieved to see Tang and Diglett pop out of the ground. "Hey guys! What'd you find?" Tang jumped off Diglett's back and, grabbing an onion from her back in her beak, began drawing a crude picture of a Pokémon. "Hmm," Tomman said when the sketch was completed, "I've never seen one of those before. Pokédex, what do you make of it?" The encyclopedia blinked. "Mew. Psychic Pokémon. The rarest Pokémon in the world." Tomman flinched. "Mew, huh? Rarest Pokémon in the world.... Well, I don't know what Team Rocket is doing with one of those, but we'll make sure they don't get away with it! Right guys?" "Farfetch'd!!" "Voltorb!!" Diglett!!!" tbc..