A.N: Thanks for reading! I enjoy writing this. XDDD And if you like "The World's in Your Hands'', I promise I will get to it once I have the motivation; I already have about 1500 words. This story is a good stress reliever and I will make more stories about Mew or any cute small Pokemon causing mischief :D
Warning: This chapter contains Mew annoying Mewtwo, resulting in him loosing his temper. Btw, this is the original Mewtwo, not the X or Y version. Awesome. :D
Mew entered Mewtwo's cabin without permission by opening the door with telekinesis and saw the large feline-like Pokemon at the sofa, reading the daily paper with his readers and sipping on a cup of espresso. Being the 16-inch Pokemon that she was, Mew got on her feet and ultra quietly snuck up to the couch where he was sitting. He was heavily engrossed with the paper, so he did not even bother to channel his ultra psychic abilities to detect her presence, which he could easily do with a snap.
Mew giggled to herself at a low level and flew towards Mewtwo's face at high velocity, slamming into his head and knocking off his readers while his newspaper fell to the ground in utter disarray.
"SUPER PINK KITTY GLOMP HUG!" said Mew as she hugged Mewtwo's neck while her tail coiled around the tube that connected his head with his back.
"MEW!" he shouted with a thinning temper as he used his psychic powers to put the paper back in its proper way before her hugging bombardment. "What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to give my son a huggle," she said as she stretched her arms out as far as possible and put them around Mewtwo's chest. She closed her eyes with a ^3^ face and kneaded him like a content kitten that she was.
"How many times must I repeat this?" asked Mewtwo as he shook his head and placed his orbed fingers on his forehead. "You are not my mother; it just so happened that the inferior race of humans created my existance by splicing your genes with their pathetic technology."
"Oh, Mewtwo, why are you such a sourpuss?" asked Mew as she then began to hug his muscular tummy. "Why can't you have a good day like me?"
"My day was good until you came along, Mew," said the tall feline who positioned his readers back on his face and continued to look at the paper without directing his glare back at the pink kitten.
"What are you reading?" she asked as she floated behind him and hugged his huge head.
He growled lowly and said, "The paper."
"I can see that, you silly billy, but what are you reading?" she said as she resumed hugging his head and planted gentle friendly kisses of friendship on him.
"I am reading about the most controversial entertainer that the humans have to offer: Kiley Citrus and her repulsive behavior," said Mewtwo.
"Won't you please play with me? We can ask Manaphy and Kyogre to go swimming us, or go frolic in the field with Celebi or-" started Mew.
"I am NOT LEAVING THE HOUSE!" shouted Mewtwo.
"Fine, we will watch the television then," she said as she used telekinesis to make the remote float to her side. She pushed the button and it immediately turned on to "What Not to Wear" from TLC that was on his DVR. She gasped at this. "YOU WATCH THIS SHOW, TOO?!"
"Yes, but don't you dare speak of this to anyone, do you hear me?" he said with a low growl. "My reputation for being the most savage-hearted Pokemon will immediately go down the drain if you say anything."
"Okay, I promise, but only if you do something with me," said Mew.
"Grr...what?" he said.
"Why are you being a big meanie to me?" asked Mew. "The last time you acted like this was in 1999 at New Island."
"Because you bring out the worse of my temper, you know," he said. "And what is your request?"
"You must give me a hug," said Mew. "You have been alive for 16 years and you have never given your mommy a hug. You must do it~~"
"Mew, don't forget this fact: just because you are my predecessor doesn't mean that you are my better," said Mewtwo. "I could have easily defeated you back then, you know."
"Okay. Hug, please?" she extended her arms and wrapped them around Mewtwo's neck. Metwo grabbed Mew's small body and patted it gently.
"There, you got your hug, can you leave now before you ruin my day even more?" commanded Mewtwo.
"No, I wanna keep this moment and put it on my wall," said the pink kitten. She clapped her tiny hands and a Polaroid camera appeared. "Say 'cheese'!"
Mewtwo said nothing and the camera snapped six times, the photos that were taken fell to the ground. She clapped her hands again and the camera vanished. Mew landed on the floor and collected the photos and smiled. The first photo showed Mewtwo with a neutral face and each one had a progressively angrier face, the last one with a crucifix on the final one with steam coming from him with anger.
"GET OUT!" yelled Mewtwo.
"Hug?" she squeaked again with a warm smile.
"NO!" he roared. "WHY ARE YOU OBSESSED WITH HUGS?! WHAT WAS ARCEUS THINKING MAKING YOU THE ANCESTOR OF ALL POKEMON?!"
"Bye! Let's do this again, son!" said Mew as she flew out the door.