Conquering Fear

        Ever since that traumatic incident with that Gyarados, you had a deathly fear of all Pokemon.  You never wanted anything to do with them, and you had pushed a lot of good people away so that you could distance yourself from Pokemon.  Everyone around you thought this particular gesture was a little extreme, but they couldn't really blame you for what you did when they found out about the Gyarados incident.

        For the most part, every Pokemon that lived around you understood what you wanted and gave you the proper space.  All of them except the family Mawile.  It was originally a gift to you from a relative that lived out in Hoenn who wasn't aware of your pokephobia.  The moment Mawile laid its eyes on you, she wanted to be close to you.  She loved you unconditionally, and wasn't going to be pushed away, or take no for a final answer.

        One night your parents let you know that they were leaving home for a while to handle some business, and that you would have the house to yourself.  This was a vote of confidence from your parents that you had long anticipated.  You wanted to try so many things that you wouldn't dare try while they were around.  Staying up past midnight, and pilfering goodies from the cookie jar, just to name a few.  

        The next morning, you awoke to find that your parents had already left.  They taped a note to the door of your room with various instructions on what to do while they were gone, half of which you never planned on doing or had already planned to perform to the contrary.  After a quick breakfast, you settled yourself down on the couch in front of the TV and let the wide world of professional idiots that people called actors flash before your eyes.  This went on until you received a nudge against your head by something soft.  You jumped in shock to see that Mawile had stuck that massive set of jaws over the couch and had taken to prodding you with it.

        You quickly shoved it away so that you could go back to watching TV.  After a couple repetitions of getting nudged and batting the jaws away, Mawile decided to step her game up and sit on the couch with you.  This was met by a display of mumbled disgust from you as you shifted away and set one of the couch cushions up as a make-shift barrier.  She then decides to let herself rest against the wall you have created.  Observing that she hasn't taken the rather obvious hint, you kick your feet out to push her off the cushion.  Mawile lets herself fall back into place with the help of gravity, this time letting her jaws flop over the top of the cushion.  To add insult to injury, she parts the massive set of jaws and lets her tongue run along the lips.

        This was last straw, and you immediately vacate the couch.  You storm up to your room and slam the door shut behind you.  "Why?  Why do I have to be stuck with that thing?" you agonizingly mused to yourself.  You got onto your computer and spent the next couple hours watching videos on the internet (though nothing too explicit).  

        After you tired yourself of watching the same movie in its different variations, as well as getting "brock rolled" a good 4 times, you decided to head outside.  This particular move would kill two Starly with one stone as it would kill your boredom, and put some distance between you and that odious thing your uncle sent you.

        You undo the screen on your window on step out onto the roof of your house.  You carefully work your way over to an ivy ladder that was still strong enough to support your weight.  As soon as you were on the ground, exited through the garden gate, and began walking toward the local park.  

        Just as you hit the sidewalk, you heard the sound of the front door of your house slam shut.  You turn around to see what caused it, but you can't see anything that could have caused it.  Deciding it was just your imagination, you begin walking toward the park.  

        Unlike most parks that many people know, this one was famous for being practically over grown with trees.  It made a great place to play hide-and-seek with a giant group of friends, just as long as you weren't the one who had to do the seeking.  

        You entered the trees which worked kind of like a maze, though it was pretty easy to navigate.  After a fair amount of walking you settled down in that favorite spot of yours where nobody had ever been able to find you in.  With your back to a giant douglas fir, the soft ground to relax on, and the countless needles to relax on, you drifted into sleep.

        After you had gone to sleep, a shadowy figure that had been following you since you left the house came into view.  The jaw-like appendage on her head licked its lips in anticipation.  It slowly slunk over to you, not making a sound as it passed over the ground.  She was soon standing right in front of you and you were clueless to her intentions as well as her presence.

        Opening the massive set of extra jaws she had, she slipped them over your head and shoulders and clamped down firmly. You jolt awake and begin trying to wriggle your way out.  This endeavor proved futile and whatever was trapping you like this wasn't going to let go.  You continued trying to fight your way out as the jaws began working their way down your body.

        You soon tired of this exercise, and surrendered to the sucking motion of the massive jaws.  With a couple swift yet powerful gulps, your head and upper body were now in its throat.  Your feet were then scooped up by the jaws and sealed inside.  With a handful of more powerful gulps, you were sent down the throat of whatever had gobbled you up, eventually landing in the stomach.

       

        Curled up in a fetal like position, the stomach walls churned and slurped over you as they began examining the new charge they had received.  As they sloshed around your body, a voice cooed down at you satisfactorily.

        "Mawiiile."  Nothing more needed to be said.  You curled up on yourself and began shivering out of pure shock, fear, horror, dismay, protest, anger, sadness, so many feeling, you couldn't account for them all.  You broke down and started crying.  Here was the one thing you had spent more than half your life avoiding, and it had just swallowed you alive.  

        Mawile began gently rubbing the bulge you made on its stomach.  It sat down right where you had been only moments before, and began rocking back and forth like a cradle.  You kept sobbing for what felt like an eternity, until your reserve strength failed you, and you were compelled to stop.  Mawile, despite the racket you had made, was still gently rocking back and forth, and cooing to you.  Her voice came through the stomach walls as clear as a bell as if to say "Don't worry.  No matter what happens, I will always love you, and I will always be here for you".  

        You slowly begin relaxing, and for the first time in as long as you could remember, you felt safe.  You felt as if a giant weight had come off your shoulders.  The greatest fear you had was melting away right before your eyes.  You began stroking the sides of the stomach walls, which earned you a grateful murring from Mawile.  

        Soon after, sleep over came you and you drifted into sleep.  At the time, you didn't know if you'd survive, but it didn't really matter to you at the time, because all those times you pushed Mawile away were coming back to you, and you were less than pleased.

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        You woke up later that night to find yourself tucked into the covers of your own bed.  You shifted a little to find something nestled in your arms.  As you strained your eyes to see through the darkness of your room, the moonlight came through the window and revealed the outline of a sleeping Mawile in your arms.  Instead of the usual wave of disgust that would normally have followed, you brought her in closer to you for a hug, which you soon felt being returned by her.  All those years, and she never doubted you for a moment.