You decided to get the Miltank’s attention and hope she was friendly. If you let her pass you by, you’d be all alone here on this route, and you could easily get attacked by a hungry wild Pokemon. At least with this Miltank, there was a chance that she would help you.
So you yelled up at the Miltank as she came closer. She stopped walking and looked for where that voice came from. She eventually looked down and gasped as she saw you, a tiny human on the road in front of her. She walked over to you, shaking the ground more and more with each step. Miltank was already pretty a bulky Pokemon species, and now that you were the size of a toy, this one seemed even more huge and heavy. She didn’t seem aggressive, though, which was good. She just loomed over you and leaned forward to stare at you.
“Hi there,” you said. “I really need some help. I met this Pokemon, and she shrank me. Did you see a pink cat flying around?”
Miltank took a little while to reply, probably because she was stunned to see a shrunken human. Finally, she shook her head and groaned quietly. That was unfortunate.
“Okay then,” you said. “Do you live in the ranch on this route? Can you take me
there? I want to ask the people there if they can help me.”
Miltank smiled at you and nodded. She sat down, causing a quake as her rump hit the road, then she leaned forward in order to pick you up. Surprisingly, you realized her hoof hand (which was cloven, so it had two parts) was like a Krabby's pincer, and it was able to open and close, so she would be able to grab you. The two halves of the hoof came together to squeeze you from both sides, getting a good grip on you. It was hard, and not very comfortable, but you didn’t feel like you were going to slip out.
Miltank lifted you off the ground and stood up, then began to walk while carrying you. You thanked her for helping you and looked back over your shoulder, watching to see where you were being taken. The bell around Miltank’s neck kept ringing as she walked along the road. It was annoying, and pretty loud—it was giant compared to you, and you were being held right under it—but you did your best to tune it out.
You started thinking about what would happen next. You were happy that this cow was friendly, but you were also nervous about how the people at the ranch would feel about helping you. Ideally, they’d either help you track down Mew, or they’d let you live at the ranch for the time being.
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