A.N. Thanks for reading this, everyone! Typhlosion8, this chapter is dedicated to you for being awesome! I can do requests of Mew creating havoc with hugs if you wish!

Mew sighed in satisfaction at what she had just done to Azelf; he had been asking her for about 8 weeks to go out with him, but he would not take the hint that she didn't want to go with him. Mew suddenly heard the pitter-patter of little feet scudding around hers. Mew looked down and saw that it was a baby Cyndaquil poking at the Skittles with its long snout. Based on the look of the Cyndaquil, it looked like it had just hatched.

"Oh, hi, there!" said Mew. =D

"Cynda, Cyndaquil," said the fire mouse. c:

"Why are you not by your mommy?" asked Mew. "Didn't you just hatch recently?" :/

"Quil! Daquil!" said the Cyndaquil as it began to nibble the Skittles. Based on the voice of the fire rodent, it sounded female. The Cyndaquil stood up on her two back legs and extended her arms out, as if she were expecting somebody to pick her up. Mew got on the ground and looked at the Pokemon.

"Do you want a hug?" asked Mew. She was more than willing to give a hug to anyone, but it seemed a bit strange that this Pokemon was offering herself to give the pink kitten a hug! "Okay!" Mew wrapped her short arms around the fire rodent's warm body. :3

"Cynda! Cyn!" she said as Mew picked her up and hugged the Johto fire starter Pokemon.

"Aww, you're so cute!" said Mew as she snuggled with Cyndaquil. The little Cyndaquil nodded her head, but her long snout hit Mew on the top of the head. It hurt her so badly that she dropped the Cyndaquil from about five feet! The little rodent fell on her butt and burst into a frenzy of tears!

"Oh, crap," said Mew as she sweat dropped with fear. A crying baby Pokemon would most likely attract on of its parents, and there is nothing worse than an angry mommy Pokemon.

"It's okay, little Cyndaquil, I'll make you feel better!" said Mew desperately as she set the Cyndaquil upright and gave her a big hug. Cyndaquil still cried, and Mew was desperate to get her to stop before trouble would develop. Too late. Silly Mew heard some fast-moving footsteps and a very angry Typhlosion approaching her!

"Uh-oh," said Mew as she let go of the little Cyndaquil. The Typhlosion ran up to her and came to a screeching halt.

"WHY ARE YOU MESSING WITH MY BABY?!" she screamed in rage and maternal fear.

"I wasn't, Momma Typhlosion!" said Mew with another sweat drop and floated up to the fire badger's eye level.

"Then why is she crying?" asked Typhlosion as she took Cyndaquil and reassured the little baby that everything was going to be okay. "And my name is Barbecute; my trainer gave me that before releasing me!" She looked at the ground and saw the pieces of fruity candy and brought it to her nose and smelled it. "What are these?"

"She wanted a hug, so I gave her one," explained Mew, "but then, I hugged her above the ground and she fell on her rump and that must've caused her to cry. Those are Skittles, by the way."

Typhlosion picked up her sweet little baby and hugged her and rocked her in her maternal arms. She grabbed a Skittle and popped it into her mouth. "Not bad."

"Can I give you a hug?" asked Mew with a polite smile. The legendary kitten knew it was a gamble to hug Typhlosion since she could easily burn her to a crisp with the flames on the back. However, Typhlosion had some of the most luxuriously soft and silky fur, which Mew was wanting to touch.

"Hehe, sure, go ahead," said Barbecute with a fiendish smile. Mew floated to Barbecute's back and touched the fur. But it was a trap! Barbecute's back flames extended in all their fiery glory and toasted Mew! Mew screeched and got out of the way, with her lower half of her body scorched. She used recover and looked young, fresh, and new.

"That was so mean!" screamed Mew and cried like Fred from Youtube. "I-I...I'm gonna do this in retaliation!" She transformed into a Staryu and used bubblebeam on Barbecute, causing her to drop Cyndaquil.

"I give up!" said Barbecute. "Let's call it truce, okay? I forgive you for making Cyndaquil cry."

"Do you forgive me?" asked Mew. "For using bubblebeam on you?"

"Not really," said the Typhlosion with a tilted head.

"Your name is Barbecute; is it a merge of the words 'barbecue' and 'cute'?" asked Mew.

"Yes, my trainer named me that when I was a Cyndaquil because he loved sharing hamburgers with me," she said with a sigh. "I miss him dearly."

"Well, I can't bring him back, but I can make you appreciate him more," said Mew as she clapped her pink hands. A grill appeared and a large slab of hamburger meat also appeared as well as buns, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, and onions.

"You really would make burgers for us?" asked Typhlosion as her eyes lit up like a candle.

"Sure, I'm hungry anyways," said Mew as Barbecute lit the grill for her. Mew magically turn the meat into six patties and put them on the grill while Cyndaquil was still poking the Skittles at the ground. Barbecute rearranged the stuff on the buns and Mew finished after about fifteen minutes.

"Well, let's dig in!" said Mew as they began eating their burgers. Mew could not believe how well it tasted and Barbecute held it with her two hands while Cyndaquil ate it on the ground. The three of them finished in about 9 minutes and they all simultaneously belched to a loud volume of 108 decibels to show their satisfaction. Mew and Barbecute both patted their stomachs and Cyndaquil rubbed her head against the soft grass like a dog. It was the perfect lunch.

"You brought up some marvelous memories that I had with my trainer," said Barbecute. "I greatly appreciate what you did, and I forgive you."

"Ahh, it was no big deal, really. Hug?" said Mew. The Typhlosion nodded and she picked up her baby and went up to Mew.

"Wait, I need a snapshot to keep of this," added Mew as her Polaroid appeared. She hugged Cyndaquil with her arms and Barbecute with her tail and used her psychic powers to make the camera flash multiple times. She picked up the four that were taken and gave one to Barbecute and the other to Cyndaquil.

"Keep these as souvenirs so you don't forget about me!" face-giggled Mew as she flew away.

"Bye! And thanks for lunch!" waved Barbecute and Cyndaquil waved, too.

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