SU, here. I felt like writing a short chaptered story on the legendaries and how they would react when together. If you have any shippings between legendaries you'd like to see, review, and I'll throw them in. This is already a Cress/Darkrai though, so those two are out. The chapters are going to relatively short, seeing as I like keeping it in one POV per chapter. Anyways R&R!

It wasn't a dark and stormy night, but rather a gray and slightly rainy afternoon. It was one of those days, the days where the sun peeked through the grey film of clouds, where the rain, cold and wet, snuck into the bones (Or exoskeletons) of every creature in the face of the earth. Well, except for the ones that actually liked this kind of weather, but those puddle brains never counted.

But, past the actual precipitation, and my dislike of it, came something much more dire. Something that, even with my status, size and strength, made me shiver.

Mail.

Now, legendaries have mail, yes, but not in the usual sense. Instead of the silly humans dressed in blue, getting chased by Growlithe and the like, we had something quite different. Instead of barking, well...

"Gaaa! Darkrai! Call your hounds off, dude!"

...Yeah.

I gave a slight sigh and floated through the trees without a word. And, up a tree, like the cat he was, was the pink furred, blue eyed, big footed Mew. The large black dogs snarled, trying to scrabble up against the smooth bark, but failing quite miserably. I called them off, and the smaller legendary floated down, eying the fearsome canines with disgust.

"You're still doing Mail Duty?" I asked flatly, raising one brow sardonically. Anyone could tell I disliked having the psychic type at my island. This time nothing too bad had happened, but the last visit had resulted in half of my trees being burned down. I was only lucky that Celebi was in a relatively good mood and hadn't warped me to the medieval ages for all eternity, rules or not.

He gave a sheepish grin "Yeah..."

"For how much longer, exactly?" my voice was just as flat, despite my irritation. His upbeatness was starting to annoy me. Hell, his living was enough.

"Three decades!" he chirped, half happy, half not. If that was possible. I had always expected Mew to be somewhat bipolar. That was the only explanation.

"Oh?" I questioned, my voice gaining a dangerous edge "And what exactly did you do to deserve that?" after all, it must have been pretty bad to be stripped of most of one's powers and left to deliver messages.

He mumbled something incoherent.

"What?"

"I read... Arceus' journal."

If there's one thing you never want to do, it's that. Every legendary had a journal, it was required, so that the next generation could read through it, should something happen to the originals. They held everything, every thought, every emotion. Cresselia, the legendary of the moon and dreams, had created them for the others, they were hard to hack into, almost foolproof. But apparently not so much.

I almost showed a look of surprise. Either Mew was really brave or terribly stupid. I was guessing the latter. It was, after all, Mew. The same Mew that tried to put his hand in the blender.

"It sounded better on paper! I swear!"

I gave him a flat look "And I'm guessing she caught you?"

He nodded.

I folded my arms and sighed "First off, what the hell were you thinking?You're just lucky she didn't send you to a lifetime of Jirachi's tea parties!"

He only shuddered. He very well remembered those. And the tutu. And the chicken. And the stuffed animals. That was enough to make any legendary quake.

"Well?"

He waved his pink paws in front of his face "Look, I didn't come here to be instigated, as much as I love that, Darkrai." he grumbled "I'm just here to give you the message."

I only stared with flat, bored, icy blue eyes.

"You have been ordered" at this a smug grin formed on his furry face at the word, "...to come to Whirlwater Plains." he paused "Cresselia says it's maganority? Marority. Erm-"

"Mandatory."I said flatly.

"Right! That! And she said you'd better come or she'll punish you." he got a sly look on his face "Now,what that means, I have no idea."

I didn't even flinch at the innuendo, and instead glanced at the Houndoom glaring next to me "Sic."

Mew only had enough time to curse, turn tail and run.

So ya, like I said before... R&R, you get to decide what ship you like! Until then, SU over and out!