AN: As requested by a reader, a Mew/Arceus story. The title is a reference to a song by Panic! at the Disco. Enjoy the read.
"Court is adjourned."
Arceus sighed with relief as the Legendaries dispersed their seats among the jury stands, leaving the meeting room of the Hall of Legends – a temple in the heavens above Earth where Legendaries discussed various things – in an orderly fashion. Their conference had ended only seconds ago, the matters they debated on involving many suggestions towards better living styles for the aforementioned planet's inhabitants, as well as possible new ideas for making the rules of natural order remain in balance.
The qilinlike being slowly stepped down from his pedestal that overlooked the room, giving him the appearance of a judge in the courtlike dormitory. The Legendaries had left, leaving him the only occupant among the golden halls of the Hall of Legends, and also giving him time to think over the new problems that had surfaced into his mind upon the prior conference: More natural disasters had been listed, another new disease had been found, and, worse, his favorite soap opera – Desperate Gymwives – had postponed its new season until next year.
It didn't end there, either. Among the Armageddon that was harassing Earth, post-apocalyptic mayhem had already swarmed over the Legendaries. Counterparts were fighting against counterparts, always bickering with one another; it was hard to believe that some people actually thought counterparts were the best mates for each other. Why, not too long ago, Dialga had fought against Palkia in Alamos Town, practically sending the whole community into a hellish world that was located between dimensions. Of course, Darkrai was there to help, but after the battle was over he returned to his island to come face-to-face with his counterpart, Cresselia, who nearly slam-dunked him just for almost getting himself killed.
Stress was everywhere, to make a long story short.
Arceus had begun to wonder if he would ever crack a smile. His job as God required him to be serious, and the work that came with it made it oxymoronic for him to even smirk. His gold eyes were always filled with determination and sternness, as well as melancholy whenever a situation he was facing held sad attributes. Despite that he constructed everything that made life the way it was, he didn't know the simple definition of 'content' regardless of how many times he had seen the other Legendaries display such happiness. There was no room in his schedule for playtime, definitely with having to balance it with guarding the world and listening to the Legendaries whenever they needed to talk to him for guidance. He had always given them great advice – little things that convinced them to smile, though his own words never brought a grin to his face.
The God Pokemon let out a large sigh through his nostrils, although it failed to add the semblance of exhaustion to his elegant countenance. His gold hooves were shiny like the tiles below their stiltlike structure, the matching arch that occupied his middle abdomen glittering as well in the overhead lights. Despite that his mere appearance caused even the Legendaries to sometimes gape at him in awe – as if he had a halo of pure holiness orbiting above his head – the turmoil inside his jumpy body was all he needed in order to feel like he was going to explode from the worry of everything around him. He wanted to scream, but held it in to avoid hearing his proud, strong voice being echoed across the hallways as a femininelike wail.
He had had enough humiliation just by knowing that he was stressed out.
To help try to get his mind off the stress, he allowed his thoughts to return to the good things that were mentioned in the morning meeting. Raikou had helped settle a peace treaty between two Pokemon tribes in the Ilex Forest yesterday. Good. Heatran and Shaymin were contemplating on attempting to grow more yards of flowers around Stark Mountain to help promote a greener Earth. Aw, that's nice of them. Recent rainy days assured that plentiful crops were to be given to farmers all over the regions. Great!
Arceus took a deep break. At least there was some good news to think about – things to be looking forward to. Slowly his mind drifted to the actual meeting itself, somehow finding its way to ponder on the attendance of the conference. Arceus had noticed during the whole thing that almost every Legendary had been accounted for. When gazing upon the jury stands with his gold eyes, he realized the lack of a certain infamous, small, catlike Pokemon who was counted as the Goddess of the world when his presence remained unmentioned. The said petite Legendary known as Mew was also known to be childish, and she wanted to have fun all the time, which explained Arceus' lack of trusting towards her on situations requiring her attention.
Although he wondered why she hadn't showed up when she was usually the first there in five hours ahead of time, Arceus didn't want to worry about another thing. His stomach was burning already with the worries of the topics mentioned before (obviously thinking about the good things stated in the meeting was nowhere near countering the bad things); he wouldn't be surprised that, just by thinking of the Legendaries' inner quarrels brought him a severe headache, his stomach was ulcerating from the anxiousness of that, AND the problems of his life and on Earth.
The qilinlike Pokemon groaned in annoyance. He was God – Gods don't stress!
…they don't stress, right?
Arceus' curiosity on why Mew was absent kept plaguing his mind. He tried not to think about it – to relax, though an attempt was all he could do.
It was hard not to think about something when it was a situation that required thinking, though thinking about, Arceus thought, was something that he thought he could avoid thinking about when, in reality, not thinking about it, or as others thought, was thoughtlessly inevitable.
…alright, now his head really hurt…
As if on cue, the doors into the room burst open, snapping Arceus away from his confusing thoughts, and only to bring his gold eyes to rest upon the floating body of none other than Mew. Her large eyes displayed – oxymoronically – hues of what seemed to be horror, perhaps slight repugnance, which contorted her whole face into a façade of feared disgust. The God Pokemon quirked his eyebrow upon seeing such an abnormal look among her features, but nonetheless shook it away as if it was nothing and instead stepped forward with his eyes regaining a mixed semblance of both annoyance and a tinge of curiosity.
"Mew," he began, voice slow and deep as ever, which hid, with ease, the jumpiness he had prior of her entrance, "where have you been? You just missed the meeting."
Despite that he had held a scolding tone, because he knew that she was aware of how important daily meetings were, the catlike Pokemon only shook slightly, as if afraid, or having just witnessed something that would scar her for the rest of her life. Arceus pulled back, eyebrow arching fully due to Mew's random actions, which, when compared to her daily, immature ways, seemed out of the ordinary. "Mew?" he began, calling to her as if trying to verify if she was alive or not. "Are you okay?"
Mew slowly turned her widened gaze to Arceus, muttering out ever so slowly, "I…saw…things."
Arceus frowned, confused. "What do you mean?"
The catlike Pokemon slowly floated forward, stopping when she was a few feet away from his figure. She was now shaking like the end of an Ekans' tail, her own long tail limp like a dead limb, eyes still widened, and she looked like she was on the verge of screaming.
The God Pokemon in front of her deepened his frown. Knowing her, this was all a prank for humorous purposes as, for the record, she had pranked every Legendary on the council instead of him, though this was probably in order to avoid getting punished for it. However, even then, with the way she looked, her pupils dilated, her pink fur paling into a shaded white, she looked as if he was going to vomit in a matter of seconds (which was why Arceus took a cautious step backward from her assumed 'range of fire'). "Mew," he spoke again, this time more warning in his tone, "what is wrong?"
Mew looked at him, and she mouthed two names before muttering them out with sound added. "Mewtwo…Deoxys…"
Arceus' eyes narrowed, finding the dramatic moment…not so dramatic. Mewtwo, the manmade Pokemon who was a clone of Mew and considered her brother in that aspect, and Deoxys, the space virus that had touched down to Earth and soon found the place to be home, were included to be part of the Legendary team. However, they had spoken to him last night, stating that they thought that the evil crime syndicate, Team Rocket, was up to no good, and they requested that they be excused from today's meeting in order to survey the nearby Rocket base for the entire day. Arceus trusted them – they had proven themselves countless of times to be Pokemon one could count on – so he allowed them to be dismissed from the morning meeting. If nothing was happening with Team Rocket, then they were still allowed to skip the meeting seeing as how they had been watching the base all through the night.
Of course, looking at Mew's face of horror, and the situation the two genetic Pokemon placed themselves in, a new worry erupted throughout Arceus' mind. "Are they okay?" he asked somewhat hesitantly, fearing the worst based on what Mew was portraying. "Has Team Rocket captured them or something?"
Mew stared at him as if he was from another planet, but her prior expression returned and she shook her head. "No…they returned to their cave not too long ago…said it was a false alarm."
Arceus blinked, then sighed in relief. That was two less problems for him to stress over about – Mewtwo and Deoxys' possible demise, and new devious plans from Team Rocket. However, Mew's expression was still left unexplained, such as why Mewtwo and Deoxys were involved in it. "What's the problem then?" he asked, sounding annoyed seeing as how the qilinlike Pokemon could already predict that she was being melodramatic over whatever topic was bothering her.
"I…saw…them…" she mumbled.
"You saw them…what?"
"Doing…it…"
"Doing what?"
"…it."
"What's 'it'?"
"I saw them…"
"Yes, I know. What were they doing?"
"…it."
Arceus groaned in annoyance. It was obvious he was getting nowhere with this with Mew repeating herself as if she was mentally unstable. He was aware that she stayed with Mewtwo in his cave due to the fact that they were technically related, and after Mewtwo began to talk to Deoxys, a relationship of some sort flourished between them and the said female space virus soon moved in with the manmade Pokemon. Mew didn't mind having her as a roommate, as she had mentioned countless of times that she was happy Mewtwo had found someone to be with so he wouldn't be alone. In fact, Mew adored Deoxys like a big sister – and her, Deoxys, and Mewtwo had formed a sort of trio, to say the least.
Now, however, Mew was speaking of them as if they had just murdered somebody, or whatever the 'it' she spoke of meant. Arceus wasn't sure, nor did he sort of not want to. No doubt was it something horrific that would bring Mew – the being known to always find a reason to laugh at about any situation no matter how dark or sad it was – to near tears. She was young at heart, but when it came to some things, she was sensitive as well.
Oh goodie…Arceus thought as the recent possibilities of what 'it' meant ran laps through his mind…another problem to worry about.
"I got up early…" Mew began again, voice trancelike as before, leaving Arceus to stare at her with confusion. "…I was going to wake up Mewtwo and Deoxys to get them ready for today's meeting, but when I got into their room…" She begun to shake, whimpering as if she was ready to burst into tears provoked by horrific memories. Arceus leaned forward, as if physically implying for her to finish, or at least try her best to. He still wasn't sure what she was trying to say.
"Go on," he muttered, obviously attempting to egg the rest out of her.
Mew took a deep breath, then continued, her paws still wrapped around her as if to preserve whatever warmth still resided within. "I saw them-"
Arceus arched his eyebrow.
"-on the ground-"
Arceus blinked, and the last part of her sentence came out of her mouth in a whisper barely loud enough for him to hear.
"-on top of each other."
As if all hell broke loose at the mention of those last words, Arceus pulled back, both his eyes widened and his black face succumbing to a blush.
Oh…that's what she meant by 'it'.
If he recalled correctly, no one ever explained the concept of the 'Pidgeys and the Beedrills' to Mew, but apparently she knew something about it, because she looked horrified as any younger sister would when one caught sight of their big brother doing…that…with his girlfriend. Every nerve in Arceus was frozen, and suddenly the fear of having to explain it all in detail to Mew in what they were exactly doing, as well as try to assure her that the act itself was a very beautiful and natural thing, grew inside of him like a manifesting parasite.
Why him? Just…why? He had enough problems to worry about…
Of course when he thought about it, both Mewtwo and Deoxys were honorable members of the Legendary council, having always followed the basic rules for all guardians of natural balance. One of the main rules for the council was that, although regular relationships were fine, mating wasn't allowed due to the fact that it had a higher risk of bringing new species of Legendary Pokemon out into the open. Knowing this, as well as Mewtwo and Deoxys' dedication to the council, them performing the act were completely out of character, which was why Arceus couldn't help but be a skeptic and have doubts.
"That's why I was late," Mew suddenly started again, earning Arceus' undivided attention. "After I saw them I ran away and hid for the next few hours."
Arceus frowned. He was convinced by the aforementioned facts that Mewtwo and Deoxys would never do such a thing. Because of this, he replied, "Mew, I think you interpreted wrong. Mewtwo and Deoxys are dedicated to the council – they would never break such an important rule."
Mew's expression of fear and repugnance broke away as soon as his doubts made themselves known. Her eyes narrowed into an annoyed semblance, her paws on her hips as her fur regained its silky, pink hue. Her tail swished around like an Arbok before lunging in to kill whatever prey was in sight, and a pout had rested itself on the tip of her snout. "I saw what I know and I know what I saw," she retorted, high voice fit into an angered hue. Of course, Arceus was just surprised that she had recovered from her sickened pose as fast as she did; although it wasn't long before he rolled his eyes out of impatience towards her obvious stubbornness.
"Mew," he muttered, "I'm sure you were just being paranoid and your mind deceived you. I have enough to worry about as it is, so if you don't mind, please return to your post on Earth and try to make the next meeting." He turned his back on her to walk away, but with a squeak of slight fear she quickly shot forward and stopped right in front of his face, causing him to nearly stumble back with his expression displaying surprise.
"Please let me stay here with you!" she then pleaded, pure hurt in her eyes as she placed her paws together in a begging manner.
Arceus choked on his spit. "What?"
"Please, Arceus!" she continued, ignoring how his expression seemed to represent the word 'blasphemy'. "I'm too scared to go back to Mewtwo's cave, and I don't want to be alone on Earth! Please! Please! Pretty-please with cherries and syrup on top! Please!"
Arceus' eyebrow twitched, although it was out of disbelief rather than anger for her obvious childishness. She actually wanted to stay with him for the rest of the day? Him – in the Hall of Legends? He had enough troubles already, but now he would have to put up with her immature attitude all by himself, and just because she was too paranoid to go back to her cave in fear of seeing the 'it' again (speaking of which, Arceus still thought that she was being fooled)? No way! The God Pokemon opened up his mouth to emit his negative response, but Mew beat him to it.
"Oh, thank you so much, Arceus!" she squealed, apparently jumping to the conclusion that he was going to happily accept her company. She had grown to believe with the fact that he listened to every problem Legendaries had that he wouldn't mind being her best buddy for the rest of the day, or at least until she was certain her brother and Deoxys were done doing…'it'.
Arceus opened his mouth to voice the correct response of how he wouldn't be able to handle her, but he was interrupted yet again when she flew forward and hugged his face. His eyes widened upon the contact, feeling her fuzzy warmth against his cheeks, and, a little into the embrace, he couldn't tell if his face was warm from her, or if he was really…
…blushing.
Why would he be blushing, he then thought? It was preposterous! Among being caught up within his denial to accept that a God like him could possibly crack under 'cute' pressure, Mew had already floated off deeper into the room, performing twirls out of happiness and stating how much fun they were going to have. Arceus wanted so badly to correct her and tell her that he had no time to keep her occupied, but as he remembered the embrace, and the way she looked at him, in need for his help, he could only sigh upon opening his mouth.
He had hoped to take the rest of the day off to relax and possibly ease some of the tension within his muscles; but, as always, his break was postponed.
Arceus returned to his hooves, eyeing Mew with slight annoyance as she flew around above him.
His headache had yet to go away.
He was stressed out completely.
He now had to keep Mew company for the next set of hours.
And it was only nine in the morning.
Somehow, Arceus was certain that this was going to be a very long day…