Mew: It's been two years! I should be in second grade now!

GPS: Sorry...

"Hello, sweethearts. Today we are going to paint. Doesn't that sound exciting?" said Karen with her very soft voice.

"Yes!" said all the children as they sat down at a table. Mew and Shannon the Dratini sat next to each other and Karen then went up and held out a picture book.

"First, I want to see if you all know your colors," she said sweetly as she turned and held out a book that was filled with objects such as grapes, plants, grass, a few Pokemon, and so forth. "Can you tell me what this color is?"

"Chartreuse!" shouted out Mew with satisfaction as she gained the attention of all the other classmates.

"Uh, that isn't the color that I was thinking of, but you aren't entirely wrong," said Karen as she looked a bit embarrassed by Mew's smart alec answer.

Machop raised his hand. "It's green, mommy! It's green!" He looked very pleased in his confidence and smiled.

"Yes, son, it is indeed green!" she praised as she turned the page.

"He knew that because his mom is a teacher!" said Shannon as she got mad.

"I knew it before!" replied Machop as his defense.

"Now class, please settle down," said Karen the Lucario as she began to sweat with a bit of embarrassment at the situation that was unfolding. "Now can anyone tell me what color my fur is?" She pointed to a blue patch on her arm.

"Blue!" said Dratini as she raised her tail up because she didn't have any hands and that would serve as a purpose to be called on.

"That's right!" praised Karen. She asked the class some more questions regarding the colors and she got out some newspapers to cover the table.

"What are these for?" asked Mew as she started to grab a newspaper but was stopped by Karen.

"This is so we don't get paint on the table," she explained softly as she then handed the class sheets of paper. "I want you all to take just one sheet of paper for now and get your paints. You will be painting a picture of something that means a lot to you."

Mew waited as Karen handed out blue, red, yellow, black, and white paints and smiled as a jar of red was placed in front of her.

"I love pink!" shouted Mew out loud as she got a brush. "But I don't see any! Where is the pink?!" Mew pounded her tiny fists against the table and then folded her arms in frustration.

"Do not shot in class," said Karen with a slightly irritated voice. She was doing a great job at maintaining her composure. "You have to mix the red and white paints together and you'll get pink. More white makes it a lighter shade while red makes it darker."

Mew grabbed a brush and dipped it into the red paint and then got it out. She got another brush and got white on it and then she left a white trail on the paper and used red over it. It was a very dark shade of pink and it was not the shade she was looking for, so of course she got upset.

"This is too dark!" she shrieked as she colored it in some more with white and then got a better shade that was more desirable to her tastes.

"Quiet, little one!" said the Lucario art teacher. "Don't make me have to send you to the principal's office."

Mew was about to say, "I already saw her", but she stopped herself in time and started to draw a flower. She showed it to Shannon who was using blue and yellow paints.

"What do you think?" she said quietly with a giggle. "Do you like it?"

"I think it's cute," said Shannon as she was painting a lake. "Do you like it? It's my home!"

"Your lake is kinda green," said Mew. "Why is it so green?"

"Because it is, okay?" was all that Shannon said before she continued to paint, holding the brush with her tail. All the sudden, Oddish accidentally knocked over some black paint and it got all over Mew's flower! Mew's lips began to quiver and tears started to fill her eyes. She then let out a very loud burst of wailing as she was so upset at how her painting was ruined. She wanted revenge. She got a glob of red paint in her hand and threw it Oddish's face, getting her leaves all red.

"Paint fight!" shouted Mew as they began tossing paint at one another. This did not bode well for her at all.