From: Maria Rocket
Subject: [PW!] Don't Open Until Y2K
Date: Tuesday, December 07, 1999 11:17 AM
"Let us in!" Shivering in the cold winter wind, Seth pounded his fist on the
large twin doors. But in this dead of night, the Saffron gym was closed. He
turned to his purple-haired companion, who was illuminated by the eerie reddish
light of the nearby street lamp.
"She knows we're here," Aerie muttered. "Maybe we should have brought Mimic
back with us?"
"Sian..." Slasher rubbed against Aerie for warmth. "Purrsian..." If he had
his way, they'd forget this all now and find a warm place to sleep. He stared
up at Seth to make his point.
#It wouldn't make any difference now.#
Seth and Aerie glanced at each other in unison.
#No. I am Sabrina.#
"Sabrina, Mimic got the box from Maria," Aerie rubbed her arms. "But
nothing's happened. What do we do now?"
#Yes...nothing can be done now.#
"WHAT!?" Seth and Aerie both cried.
#I had forgotten. It can only be used on the final night of the year. In the
possession of the one chosen for it, the box will heal the MissingNo. in the
space/time through that one's psychic power. That one, being Mimic.#
"So we have to wait until New Years to give this back to him?" Seth lifted the
box lightly in his hand. "And that's it?"
#Yes...#
"But?" Aerie frowned. "I hear a 'but' coming..."
Seth couldn't help snickering, and Aerie gave him a good smack in the arm for
it. Slasher hung his head and shook it.
#....Yes. On the night it is used, Mimic will be strongly compelled to open
the box. It's inner forces will know he is capable, and will try very hard to
get him to do so. But no matter what, he must not! Understand?#
"What will happen if he opens it?" Seth put an arm around Aerie and pulled her
close. The winds were growing colder.
#....Ever heard of Pandora's Box?#
Seth, Aerie, and Slasher blinked. "Are you saying..." Seth whispered.
#No. But you get the idea. Just don't let Mimic open it.#
"Hold on, what's in the box?" Seth was answered with silence. He turned to
look at Aerie. "I think she's gone..."
"Yeah...so what should we do now?"
Seth turned the ruby-red box around in his palm for a moment before tucking it
away in his pocket. "I dunno. It's pretty late, I think we should head over
to the pokemon center and get some sleep."
"Sian!" Slasher jumped from his haunches and sped ahead of them.
***
Later that night, all was relatively silent inside the pokecenter. The
Jigglypuff clock on the wall ticked and tocked as it's large electronic blue
eyes glowed on and off at slow, soft intervals. On the lower bunk, Seth snored
softly with Aerie gathered in his arms. Up on the top bunk, Slasher lay
sprawled out like some exotic jungle cat on a bean bag sofa, with his tail hung
over the side, swaying in time with the ticking of the clock. He purred with a
rumbling sound as he slept.
In the thick darkness, inside a small green pouch hung on a nearby chair,
something stirred. It was dark and warm. Deep inside, little beady eyes
looked around as if expecting something. But nothing happened. The beady eyes
became watery and quivered.
"Ditto...Ditto..."
There was still silence.
"Dit....." #HUNGRYYYYY!!!#
A loud, high pitched wail rose from inside the pouch, rising as the baby Ditto
began to cry. An incessant hungry cry.
"SIAN!" Slasher tucked his tail up and put his paws over his ears. Down
below, Seth and Aerie were startled awake. They looked at each other with
bleary eyes.
"So...what *do* baby Ditto eat anyway?" Seth sighed. He wondered if something
in the snack machine outside the room would do the trick.
TBC?
~Maria R
"Psy yie yie..."
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