Gary was peacefully knitting ( yes you read that right. Knitting) in his lab coat. He was slouching, and his feet was on his desk.
He had just switched colors when the phone rang. Without looking up, he pressed the speaker button. " Hello?"
" Gary!" Ash's voice came panicked. " Are you free?"
" Uh huh. Why?"
" Mew's here!"
Gary's eyes widened. " What?!"
" That's not even the worst part!"
" WORST PART?!" Gary shrieked.
Ash winced. " Yeah. Wisty found it in the lawn. It's injured, Gary. I called Goh and Tracey, but you should come too!"
Gary pushed off the table. " I'm coming!" He called as he threw his lab coat off.
" See you here!" Ash yelled.
Gary grabbed his bag and called, " Dora? I'm going back to Pallet! Something's come up!"
Dora nodded from her seat. " Got it."
Gary threw his Poke Ball, and Dodrio came out. " Dodrio, let's go!"
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When Gary arrived at Ash's house, he put his Dodrio away and ran in.
Ash greeted him. " They're over there." He said, pointing to the living room.
They both ran there, to see Tracey sketching Mew ( yes, yes, sketching), opposite of where Wisty was sitting. Goh was next to the young girl, looking at it worriedly, and Wisty cradling it.
Problem was, Mew was now clothed.
In baby clothes.
Drinking milk from a bottle.
" Uh......" Gary said, unable to comprehend why the Legendary Pokemon was wearing clothes.
Ash noticed Gary's confusion and shrugged. " She insisted."
Tracey looked at Mew as he sketched it. " Mew doesn't look good. As if... its energy has been drained."
Goh looked up from his Roomba. " You really think so?"
Tracey nodded. " Yep. See how pale it is? And how Wisty has to elevate it to get it to drink?"
Ash crossed his arms. " He's right."
" But who would do such a thing?" Goh asked.
" I'll give you three guesses." Gary said as he crossed his arms and leaned at the doorway.
" Team Rocket." Ash said gravely.
" But Rocket wouldn't go that far.... would they?" Tracey asked uncertainly.
All eyes went to him. Wisty sighed.
" Unfortunately, Tracey, yes."
She looked at the bottle and how it was empty and gave it to Tracey. " By the way, how do you make these medicine for the Pokemon? They seem to love it."
