A/N: Okay, so this is gonna be weird for the first chapter, but bare with me. Everything will be explained. This story takes place when Drew and May have already been in the Hoenn Region for a while, and Drew's team consists of: Roselia, Masquerain, Flygon, Absol, Vaporeon and Quilava. Vaporeon was kind of random, I just needed a friend for Masquerain, but the story behind her is that the person who gave May the Eevee egg actually had two and they gave the other to Drew, so Glaceon and Vaporeon are sisters. Quilava Drew just caught as a Cyndaquil in the Johto region, so whatever…

Anyhoo, I do not own anything but the idea. Without further ado, let the story begin…

"Master Drew?"

"Master Dre-ew?"

"Wake up!"

"He looks funny!"

"Stop it, Vaporeon, that's not nice!"

"Well he does."

"Not you too, Masquerain…"

"All of you, quiet! I think he's waking up…"

"…This is so cool, I'm taller than him now."

"Vaporeon!"

"Sorry."

"Pip…lup…?"

"He's waking up!"

"Quick, hide!"

"This isn't a surprise party, Masquerain!"

"…But it could be."

"Shut up, the pair of you!"

"…piplup?"

"Master Drew? Can you hear me?"

"This is boring."

"Can we go shopping now?"

"For the last time, NO!"

"Where would you be without Master Drew, huh you two? Show some respect, will you?"

The clearing slowly came into view as big blue eyes opened. "Piplup?"

Translation: "Huh?"

Drew stared up at the six people around him. Closest to him was a pale-skinned girl with long green hair that fell down to the middle of her back and formed three spikes on top of her head. She wore a yellow dress that came to her knees with a sort of light green cape around it and a green shawl around her shoulders with dainty little green shoes covering her tiny feet. Strange…from the way she was holding him, it felt as if he was in her lap, but that couldn't be…

Leaning against a tree nearby was a teenager in white pants and a long white jacket with furry stuff around the collar and a black T-shirt underneath. His hair was short and white, falling so that it covered one of his almost black eyes. A sword in a black case with a black case was hanging from his belt.

Sitting in the tree above him was another teenage boy, this one with green hair pulled back in a pony tail and strange red sunglasses pushed up onto his forehead. His eyes were strangely reddish and he wore a long green cape, a white button up shirt, red gloves, and green pants. The cape looked strangely like wings…

Two girls were sitting on the ground staring at him and giggling while whispering behind their hands to each other every once in a while. The first wore a strapless aqua-blue dress that looked as if it was made of the lightest silk. It flowed down to her knees like water, and in the back it lengthened and fell almost to her feet, like a tail. She wore long dark blue gloves and high dark blue boots. Her hair was the same dark blue and she had two ears that looked just like the frilled on a vaporeon. Her eyes were wide and blue and fun loving. The girl next to her was dressed in a white dress that frilled out at the waist and came down to her knees, and had red lace around the bottom edge. Over the dress she wore a little red sweater and she had a wooden necklace with intricate patterns that looked like a masquerain's antenna and red rain boots that matched her sweater. She had red hair of a slightly lighter sheen that was straight, unlike the other girl's wavy hair, and bangs covered her forehead. Protruding where the girl's ears should be were two things that looked like a masquerain's antenna.

Kneeling on the ground in front of him and looking extremely worried was the youngest of them: a boy with fiery red spiky hair who wore a tight blue suit coat over a tan shirt and dark blue pants.

"Master Drew?" The boy asked anxiously.

Drew first thought was that these were all crazy cosplaying fans that had somehow captured him and wiped his mind, because he didn't remember anything that had happened before this.

"PIPLUP!"

Translation: "AH!"

Drew leapt out of the green-haired girl's lap and onto the ground, but he hadn't counted on how short his legs were and he fell flat on his face. Instantly the two girls whispering to each other burst into peals of laughter.

"Master Drew, wait!" cried the green-haired girl behind him. As Drew scrambled to his feet, he saw her reaching for him, her hands seeming to be giant. What were these people? Why were they so big? Drew started to back away but tripped over a strangely giant acorn. Again he scrambled to his feet and started trying to run. Unfortunately, his running was more of a waddle, and this caused the red-girl and the blue-girl's laughter to increase hugely. Blue-girl fell to her stomach, banging the ground with her fist.

"Master Drew!" The teenage boy with white hair leapt in front of him, his legs somehow carrying him incredibly far, and knelt down to eye level. "Stop! It's still dangerous to go to far into the forest, whatever did this might still be out there!"

That stopped Drew. That and the fact that now three people had called him 'Master Drew'.

"Piplup piplup piplup piplup pip piplup!" Drew exclaimed, gesturing his fin and jumping up and down in indignation.

Translation: "Somebody had better tell me what's going on here right now or I'm going to send out Absol and have him murder you!"

This made the two girls laugh even harder, and the faintest of smiles touched the white haired boy's lips.

"Begging your pardon, Master Drew, but I would never kill someone, even for you."

Drew froze in mid tantrum for a few seconds before he started up again. "PIPLUP PIPLUP PIPLUP!"

Translation: "This isn't funny and you had better tell me what's going on right now or I'll –"

"Master Drew?" The green-haired girl said gently, sliding up next to the white-haired boy. Something familiar in her eyes made Drew stop. "I suppose you don't remember either. But…we were all training in a cave and then there was a really bright light, and we woke up here. And…we were all human, and you were a Pokémon."

Drew stared at her, beak wide open, one foot still raised into position to stomp on the white-haired boy's foot and one fin still raised high over his head.

"It's true, Master Drew," Said the youngest one sadly, the boy with fiery orange hair, "You're a piplup now." Drew stared at him with beak still hanging open. Then he regained some of his old self and crossed his flippers.

"I'm going to find a mirror," He said, and marched off in the general direction he thought a city would be, judging by the factory smoke sailing up above the trees.

"Master Drew, wait, you can't go into the city yet!" Roselia – no, the girl, picked him up. That was too much.

"Put me down, I'm not a Pokémon, I'm a human and I don't want to be carried!" Drew cried, flailing his flippers and his feet as hard as he could in an attempt to get down.

"Okay, okay!" The green-haired girl said soothingly, setting him on the ground. "I won't do it again."

"There's a lake a short ways from here," The green-haired boy up in the tree said, speaking for the first time, "You could see yourself in there."

"Yay, a lake!" Blue-girl and red-girl said simultaneously. Together, they leapt up, linked arms, and skipped away. Drew would find that this was a bit of a habit of theirs.

Green-boy leapt down from the tree and strode after them, his cloak billowing out behind him. Drew wondered if this really was his Flygon. He had never imagined that Flygon would be this imposing of a figure, but he was. Drew made a mental note not to get on his bad side.

"Are you sure you don't want a lift?" Offered the boy with white hair, holding out an arm to indicate that Drew could hop on if he wanted to. Drew crossed his arms and glared at him.

"I'm sure."

With that, he waddled purposefully off in the direction of the lake. Roselia and Absol exchanged an amused look behind his back. Much as they didn't want to admit it, it was pretty funny watching their very A-type personality master waddle along like that.

Roselia took Quilava's hand and pulled him gently along. "Don't worry, Quilava." She said kindly, "I promise I won't let Vaporeon and Masquerain get water on you again."

Quilava shuddered as if just the memory was enough to evoke fresh horror, but never the less allowed her to lead him towards the lake.

A short while later, when they had reached the lake, citizens of the town (that was several miles away) could have sworn that they heard an anguished cry of: "PIIIIIPLUUUUP!"

Translation: "NOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Did I make the right choice turning Drew into a Piplup? My thought process went something like: well, as much as I love him, Drew is pretty arrogant sometimes, so why not a really proud Pokémon like a Piplup? And besides, I could think of nothing funnier than turning him into a Piplup.

Also, did I get the Pokémon's appearances right? I wanted them to look enough like the Pokémon that they came from that they were recognizable, but I also wanted them to be able to easily pass for normal humans. I think I did Absol and Masquerain okay, but I wasn't really sure about Flygon… The others I think are mediocre at least, but you tell me. You're the readers.

This is my first comedy (most of the comedies end up getting deleted before I even post them I hate them so much), so if anyone experienced with comedy could give me some pointers, that would be great.

To sum up my ramblings…please review. 