Mew was at the dumpster and it started to smell really badly. She wished the explosion didn't send her here, but she had to do something to get out of her because she was almost gagging. But she had to hug some Pokemon while she was here, of course!
Mew flew around and she saw something that looked like a trashbag that had some eyes and arms.
"Aww, look at you, you got arms!" Mew squeaked as she clapped her tiny hands together. She leaned over and picked up the garbage Pokemon and gave him a hug. "What's your name? I'm your momma Mew!"
"I'm Trubbish, and my mom is a Garbodor!" The Trubbish told Mew.
"Aww, look everyone! This trash bag has teeth! I wonder if you're a mutated Hefty or Glad trash bag," Mew pondered as she continued hugging the poison type.
"Neither! I'm a mutated 100 yen store trash bag!" the Trubbish told Mew.
"What do you like to eat with those teeth?" asked Mew as she was curious and even used her finger to poke the teeth.
"Old banana peels, cookie boxes, and Pokemon kibble!" Trubbish shouted as he was trying to hit Mew because she was being so annoying. "Don't force me to use sludge bomb on you!"
"I'm psychic type; it won't do that much damage against me!" Mew said with confidence.
"Um...wrong, that's wrong; psychic types take normal damage from poison moves; it's just that your moves are super-effective against us," a voice said. It was the Trubbish's mother, Garbodor!
Mew set the trash bag Pokemon down and flew over to Garbodor. "Wow! You look like a mutated trash bag that exploded and have fingers that look like huge macaroni!"
"Macaroni! What?!" Garbodor said as she was utterly confused. "What is this macaroni you speak of, mammal?"
"It's a great pasta that I use to make salads with or you can find dehydrated in a box!" Mew went over and touched the things on Garbodor's head. "What are these supposed to be? Your hair? Because they look like two rotten meatballs!"
"MEATBALLS!" Garbodor shouted. "How do you call my body a meatball?!" She was about ready to use tackle on the Pokemon.
"Your left arm looks like a gasoline pump, too!" Mew chirped. "You gonna spray some gasoline on me?"
"Heck no! I'm gonna spray some acid on you!" The Garbodor's arm began to get ready and she sprayed Mew with some caustic green liquid. Mew cried because it smelt like onions and she hated onions and she had her eyes closed for a second. She collided with Garbodor with open arms and she hugged the other before she turned her body really fast and her small tail hit the other and sent Garbodor over the horizon.
"Oops!" Mew giggled. She looked at Trubbish and felt bad for the other. "Hey, I got an idea. Let me send you to your momma!" She used her psychic powers and sent Trubbish flying over to where Garbodor's sky twinkle was, and soon there was another one. The two of them were in the back alley of a pizza place and they saw Macaroni!
"Macaroni! Yay!" chanted the two poison types as they began to nibble on the rotten pasta. Mew giggled with satisfaction at what she did and she looked around and saw a Pokemon that looked like sludge.
"Hi! What's your name?" she asked the Pokemon.
"Well, I'm a Grimer, but you can call me Harper," the Grimer said.
"Aww, you look so cute even though you smell awful!" Mew chanted, "Why does a sludge mound like you have arms and a mouth? And eyes, too! Who designed you?"
"Some guy who made a deal with Nintendo way back in the mid 90s," Grimer admitted. "I mean, I didn't choose to look like this, and I bet you didn't choose to look like a hairless Rattata!"
Mew giggled and picked up Grimer, but Grimer fell apart and soon, another Grimer formed where some of the sludge of the original showed up. "It stinks even worse in here!"
"Hey, that's not very nice!" both Grimers said. Soon, an even larger pile of sludge appeared. It began to talk and had a very deep voice.
"What are you doing with my sister who refuses to evolve into a Muk?!"
"You're brother and sister? You sound like you both would be a daughter-father duo!" Mew screamed in the Muk's face. She picked up Muk by the eyelid and said, "Wow, you both weigh the same, but you're a lot taller than Grimer! How does that work?"
"Anime logic," the Muk said. "I'ma use my sludge wave!" He expelled purple poison at Mew and Mew soon was covered with filth as well. She was purple herself and she blinked.
"WHY CAN"T YOU JUST ACCEPT MY HUGS!" She whined super loudly. Mew was going out of control and she used her psychic powers and caused the two Grimers to collide with Muk. They soon collided with a huge pile of garbage that was at least 20 feet tall and made it shake. Soon, it fell down and buried the two Pokemon, although they were not really bothered by this because they loved playing in the garbage.
Mew left the dump and started crying, as she needed to go home and take a shower.