Project: Titans -- A Pokemon Story (OC x Piers)

Chapter 43 -- Meowsie's POV

I imagined Gia to be dancing to this song later; click on it once you get to the dancing part. That's it!

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Truthfully, I'm not sure what to make of our current predicament.

Gia clearly likes Piers; more than she had been letting on, and definitely more after Marnie and I caught them fangirling about each other's music. After that, it wasn't much of a secret that the two had crushes on each other. Bleh; romance.

She knows we can't stay in Galar; we both know that. Heck, Piers and Marnie know it too. All of SPIKEMUTH knows it!!! This puppy love isn't going to last, and she should pack it up and shove it under a bed before it gets her hurt. Sure, we both have a soft spot for Galarian Zigzagoon now, and maybe Gia's been into punk fashion lately, and Marnie's been the sweetest friend a Meowth could ask for

"Oh, who am I kidding?" I hissed, turning away from my notebook of personal thoughts and feelings (it's NOT A DIARY). Neither of us wanted to leave Spikemuth; even the rest of the team had grown accustomed to the little town. Salazzle had become like Mother Linoone to the wild Zigzagoons, Espeon had befriended Piers' Malamar, Toxie was absolutely smitten with his Toxtricity, and Shelgon was like Team Yell's new mascot.

I sighed, shutting the notebook and flipping off the switch to Marnie's tiny lamp. Carefully hiding the book (alright, fine, it's a diary) under the pillow laid out for me, I clambered onto Marnie's bed and curled up next to her. For the first time since coming to Spikemuth, I fell asleep by her side.

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"Have you guys seen Gia lately?" Marnie asked one morning as she shuffled into the kitchen. Piers was making breakfast--a rarity, considering Gia did 90% of the cooking around the house, and he shook his head. "Haven't seen 'er all mornin'," he admitted with a smile, sliding some Kalosian toast Marnie's way. "Said she had t'go do somethin' or other out front."

"Outside?" I questioned. "In this weather?" Piers stopped smiling at that. The weather had been uncharacteristically bad the past few weeks; rain and thunderstorms nonstop around Circhester Bay, which always ended up passing over Spikemuth at some point or another.

"Pierth liketh to go wath da rain thometimeth," Marnie commented around a mouthful of breakfast. "Maybe thee went t'do that."
"Maybe," I sighed, hopping onto the kitchen counter.

I knew Gia better than anyone; whenever she had a problem, she always turned to loneliness as a workaround. It wasn't healthy over long periods of time. "We should go and find her," I announced, hopping back onto Marnie's shoulder. "She shouldn't stay out in the rain anyways."

"If you girls're down, I'll go with ya," Piers said, turning to Marnie.
"Sounds like a plan to me," she swallowed, before tossing her plate in the sink and running back to her room.

After Marnie and Piers had gotten dressed, done their hair, found which studded jacket belonged to who, tugged on shoes and gave Morpeko her late-morning snack, we exited the apartment and began the long walk to the entrance of Spikemuth.

"Gia's been doin' this a lot lately," Marnie said after a few moments of walking in silence. "Disappearin' the minute she gets up. She hasn't even been helpin' Team Yell that much anymore. Whattaya think she's up to?"

"Yer guess is beyond me," Piers shrugged. "Meowsie? She ever done stuff like this before?" I stayed silent; it wasn't my place to say, or my story to tell. But, I couldn't just leave them without an answer; they'd be suspicious. "Well, yes," I said slowly. "But not disappearing." Not exactly lying, but not telling the whole truth either.