This fic was last updated on September 30, 2016. So...Mew should honestly be in 8th grade now lol.
Mew began to laugh as she grabbed different colored paints to toss at her fellow classmates as an act of revenge for all the times that they told her to stop screaming and being annoying. She was about to lose every bit of her sanity and was becoming full on sadistic and on the edge of sociopathic. Her accomplice, Shannon the Dratini, dipped her tail in the yellow paint and flung it towards Oddish, causing the plant Pokemon to start crying.
"I'm sorry that I knocked the black paint onto your flower, Mew!" Oddish begged for mercy, hoping that her being empathetic would cause Mew to calm down.
"I WANNA CALL IT CHARTREUSE!" Mew roared as she threw the green paint at Andrew. She was seriously tired of the whiny Machop named Andrew and his annoying father Machamp and wanted to get some stress out.
"Stop it!" begged Andrew as he started to shield his face from the paints. He seriously could not believe he was starting to give Mew another chance, but as expected, she screwed up and decided to act quite impulsively and do something like this to destroy the peace. Karen the Lucario picked up her son and began to rock him gently, trying to do anything to get him to quiet down since his cries were the loudest of them all. She honestly wanted to return home and eat a bunch of poffin since Mew was going to make her fur turn grey, and she was only 34.
"This cannot be happening, this cannot be happening..." she said to her son as she rocked him.
"Okay, what's going-" a voice said. It was Alakazam the counselor. Everyone immediately stopped as if by magic when they saw the vulpine like Pokemon with the giant whiskers that seriously needed to be brushed with something other than a toothbrush since his hairs were so fine. The Alakazam dropped his hot cocoa since it was a cold autumn day and it splashed on the ground, leaving a mess that the Nidoking janitor would begrudgingly have to clean up and contemplate his life choices as to why he ever thought becoming a janitor was a suitable career.
"You..." Alakazam grumbled in his thick Russian accent. "You're coming to my office again!" He used his psychic powers to take Mew and he hovered down the hallway, too pompous to let his nasty toes touch the equally nasty floor since the Nidoking did such a lackluster job at his duties. Alakazam sat down in his chair and he lowered Mew with telekinesis until she was sitting down in a chair.
"It's not the end of the day like I instructed you to visit me like I had told you yesterday, but this is ridiculous," he murmured with anger in his voice. "Do you not realize how angry people get because of your actions. You're elevating all the teachers' blood pressure to levels that are unhealthy!"
"Um..." Mew began, not entirely sure how to respond to this fact. "Why are you telling me this?"
"So you can feel remorse for your actions and learn to change your behavior! You completely disregard the rights, personal space, and feelings of others just for your own amusement and it is starting to get on my last nerves. How many times must we try to get you to change? Every circumstance that you are in, you cause a disruption. I have studied the pathetic human species subject called psychology and am very worried about the future that you may have. Your disruption is giving me the impression that you have both oppositional defiant disorder and possible conduct disorder!"
Mew suddenly farted really loudly when she heard the other tell her that. "Does that mean I have problems with electricity?"
"Uh, no, but I have to applaud you for thinking creatively," Alakazam praised. He never even considered how it sounded like opposite charges and what not. "Look, the point that I am saying," he started as he levitated and looked outside the window to see snow fall lightly, "is that if these conditions are not treated with the utmost care, you could become a menace to society. I don't want to have to tell children that this is a distinct possibility, but perhaps scaring them with the harshness of the truth may scare them straight, so to speak. Don't you feel any sense of guilt for what you've done? You react quite violently and loudly to small accidents and seem like you're trying to cause trouble. I want what's best for you, but it seems like what you think is best for yourself is to cause trouble for others."
"Well, the thing is, this is how I've kinda always been," Mew explained. "I think it's funny being annoying and I enjoy being loud. I LIKE MILK AND COOKIES!" she shrieked.
"I was afraid you would say something like that," Alakazam sighed. "It is not my authority to do so, but I may have to consider suspending you for a few days. It's hard for us to make that decision, but sometimes it must come down to this if all else fails."
"But...does that mean that I won't get to see Shannon?" Mew asked with utmost concern. She had a huge taking for that Dratini already.
"I'm afraid that anyone who doesn't dislike you won't get to see you, so yes, no Shannon the Dratini," Alakazam warned as he was drinking a Coca Cola Icee. "Drastic measures are the results of drastic behaviors."
"Noooooooo!" Mew pleaded, but Mrs. Sparks the Luxray came in and said,
"Mew, we're gonna suspend you for two days. Maybe while you are gone, you can re-evaluate your behavior and think about why you are not with your friend, Shannon the Dratini."
As if by some weird magic, Mew teleported out of the school.
"WHATTTTTT!" shouted Arceus. "Did you really screw up this badly and ended up suspended?"
Mew sobbed. "Yes...I won't be able to see my friend..."
"Well, you have to face consequences for your behavior, so you need to go to your room and be quiet, and think about what you did!"