GPS and Mew: Thanks for reading!

GPS: If you read and liked TWIYH, I'm sorry for being so slow, it's just kinda hard to think of a good plot. :/

Mew: Get on with the story!

GPS: *blows raspberry at Mew*

Mew: *returns it*

At the Hall of Origins...

"You know, it's kinda strange going on with our day without Mew being wild," said Palkia as he sipped on some grape juice as he was sitting by the gigantic swimming pool that was 200 x 200 x 20 meters.

"Don't tell me that you miss her already?" chuckled Suicune as she jumped into the water and swam around in the now purified waters thanks to her ability.

"Me? Missing Mew?" chuckled Palkia. "Please, that's nonsense. I'm glad that pink rat is gone to school. The only thing that I may miss about her is her corny jokes."

"Please refrain from talking about her," said Arceus as he was on a gigantic inner tube and sipping on a glass of Pinot Noire. (I know that seems extremely weird, but wouldn't you have one every now and then if you had to put up with Mew?) "We shall enjoy the rest of the five hours that she is gone."

"Her powers were drained. How is she going to get back?" asked Moltres as he folded his wings behind his back.

"We have a plan, don't worry," said Arceus

Back at school...

Mew finally woke up and saw that she was not in the classroom anymore. She looked up and a saw a female Luxray with readers and a nice dress suit that seemed to hug her body as much as Mew did to others. Her fur on top of her head was combed downwards and was actually in a tight bun held by a pink rubber band. She also had on red high-heeled shoes that were really cute and Mew seemed to like them. The Luxray was typing away at a computer and occasionally making "Mhmm" sounds.

"You are finally awake," she said as she took her glasses off and looked at Mew. She spoke with an accent that sounded like she were from Seattle. "Mrs. Khan told me about what you did and I must say, I am very disappointed in you, Mew; to think that you are the common ancestor of all Pokemon and behave so childishly."

"Not to be rude, but who are you?" asked Mew as she raised her small hand.

"I'm the principal of this school, Mrs. Angela Sparks. Mrs. Khan told me that you threw at her child but were actually aiming at her. Is this correct?"

"Umm, maybe?" hesitated Mew as she looked away.

"Maybe?" repeated Mrs. Sparks.

"Yes! I did it on purpose cause I was mad! They were taking my blocks away!" shouted Mew as she flapped her arms.

"Please lower your voice," said Mrs. Sparks. "Since you were honest about it, I am letting you off with a warning. Please be more cooperative when Mrs. Khan tells you to do something. You may go back now."

"Okay," said Mew as she went out the door. "Uh, where is the classroom? Someone must've carried me here and I don't know the way."

"I'll show you," she sighed and lead Mew back to the classroom.

Mew arrived to the classroom and everyone looked at her as if she had depleted the world's supply of water. "What?" she said.

"You are twublesome cus you don't shawe da toys," said the Machop as he sucked his muscular thumb. Despite being overly muscular for a kindergartner, he was a bit slow on the intellectual side.

"Uh, what?" said Mew as she scratched her head.

"Okay, everyone, it's time for you all to get your exercises," said Mrs. Khan. "It's time for gym class!"

The kids started cheering immediately and she lead them to the gymnasium. The head coach of the elementary school was a Machamp and he was known to vigorously whip the weaker ones into shape with a tough regime.

"Okay, everyone!" said Coach Machamp as he cracked his lower sets of knuckles. He was wearing his standard attire of just his black Speedo but he also had on a pair of custom Nike shoes that were blue, white, and black as well as a white tanktop that accentuated his chest muscles. He had a whistle around his neck as well and he also had a platinum ring on his left top hand to signify his devoted marriage. "We will start off with the basics. In order to become a Pokemon that will survive in the wild and avoid the enemy humans, you must keep your stamina up to its highest; the stronger you are, the easier that you can resist a human's onslaught of using other captured Pokemon and defend yourself. Got it?"

None of the Pokemon said anything in response to his long speech; it may have been the fact that he used a lot of complex words for their young brains or the fact that he had a heavy Alabama-like accent that was fairly similar to that of the author of this story. (I'm not from Alabama, though. c;)

"In other words, you must bring out your skills! Each of you have an elemental type that you can use and hone your abilities on. Take me, for example. As Kanto's fighting champion," he chuckled as he flattered himself, "or so I would like to think, my strong suit is in my brute strength. Behold!" He got a huge column that looked like it could have come off the Parthenon and with a beefy finger, he flicked it.

"Nothing happened, you dodo!" said Mew as she scoffed unimpressed.

"Just wait a second, child!" he said impatiently. After about three seconds, the column began to tremble and it cracked into many pieces. The kids starting clapping and cheered!

"Good job, pa!" said Machop as he clapped his hands together.

Machamp chuckled. "Now it's time for y'all to use your element types to break these." He took out from behind him several wooden planks and set on tied them on ropes that were hanging from the ceiling. "Now it is time to bring out your true strength. Any questions?"

Mew raised her hand. "Yeah, I got one."

"Yes?"

"Why are you wearing women's panties? It looks kinda weird. What purpose was there to putting them on when you evolved?"

"You can't talk to my pa like that!" said Machop as he poked Mew hard in the stomach.

"I was just asking a question!" said Mew as she shoved Machop backwards so hard that he collided with his father.

"Daddy! Mew is being mean to me!" said Machop as he hugged his father's grotesquely muscular leg.

"Son, get in their and defend your family's pride!" instructed Coach Machamp as he gently pushed his son into Mew's face.

"Let's not fight!" suggested Mew. "Let's spread happiness and love!" She extended her arms out and hugged Machop's torso and giggled.

Machop stepped back and sweat dropped; it was obvious that he was a bit scared of Mew's antics since he was used to brawling and not putting up with silliness.

"Daddy, I'm scared," he said as he ran behind his father's legs. "She...she..." Machop couldn't finish his sentence he started bawling loudly. Coach Machamp patted his son on the back and told him that everything was going to be okay while gently hugged and kissed his son.

"For crying out loud, sorry for the pun, all I did was hug him!" said Mew as she rolled her eyes.

"You are one badly behaving child!" said Machamp as he pointed to her with his top left index finger while his bottom arms were comforting his crying son. "Go sit in that corner, now!"

"Fine," said Mew as she did as he told her. She sat where she was instructed and watched the other classmates try to hone their skills; Charmander was trying to burn the wooden plank with his ember attack. Mime Jr. was trying to shred it to pieces with confusion attack while Piplup tried a high-pressured water gun. Pikachu was attempting to fry the board with a thundershock and Machop, who had finally left his dad's arms, was easily breaking it in half and into fourths and so on with a well-aimed karate chop. Larvitar tried using sandstorm and other earth attacks, but it wasn't going well and she sighed. Coach Machamp offered her some advice and with what he told her, she was able to create a giant crack into board. Oddish used petal dance while Bonsly used rock throw. Eevee tried perfecting her tackle attacks and take downs. When they were finished, they got into the swimming pool (except Charmander, Larvitar, and Bonsly) and had a great time, all while Mew was sitting on the sidelines and suffering from boredom.

Machamp walked over to her and said, "Do you want to go swimming, youngin'?" Mew nodded as a response. "And no funny business, you hear? You are already being a bit too mischievous, ya hear?" Mew went to the swimming pool and made a tiny splash with her 9 pound body. She kept swimming and the others moved away from her since she was not invited to play "Marco, Polo" with them. About five minutes passed and Mrs. Khan finally arrived.

"Come on, little ones, it's time for lunch!"

Mew: Seattle? Really? Where is that? Also, where is Alabama? Those places don't exist in our universe! And when did we start wearing clothes? And rings?

GPS: Mew, how would you know if you can't even read? And I am the ruler of the fanfic, so what you say is just silly. (:

Mew: *Blows raspberry*

GPS: On other matters, I've always wondered why some Pokemon appear to wear "clothes", such as in the case of Machoke, Machamp, Throh, Sak, and among others. I wonder if they are infused into their skin or can they take them off?

Mew: Who cares?! When can I go home!! D'X

GPS: Maybe never! There shall be more mayhem caused by Mew at gym class and other times! Stay tuned!