A.N.: Thanks for reading! You guys are the best. This chapter was a request from Bluewolfbat, so thank him if you liked this chapter!

Mew: GPS has over 4,500 words written for TWIYH and will probably update by Saturday. Also, he doesn't own Pokemon.

Mew once again returned to the comfort of her house and posted the photos of her, Barbecute, and Cyndaquil. It was so lovely to have memorabilia of her adventures and she wanted to have more by making other Pokemon happy. Or annoyed, it was all fun and games to her.

Mew wanted desert after she had that burger so she went into the kitchen that was covered with cherry blossom pink wallpaper and looked into the cabinet for what she was looking for: Honey Bunches of Oats. She grabbed a litre of Miltank milk and poured some into the bowl and sliced a banana into it and gobbled it up before releasing a huge burp of about 98 decibels (the equivalence of a lawn mower that you are pushing) that shook the kitchen.

"Goodness, that wasn't polite of me," she said as she wiped her face with a napkin and washed the cereal bowl telekinetically. She headed towards the bathroom and got in the shower and squeezed her rubber ducky and giggled. She cleaned her grimy fur with some of the best soap that Kanto had to offer: Irish Spring. She used the Pantene shampoo to wash her scalp and sighed with relief as she got out. She looked over to the horizon with the telescope she made earlier and saw something she never saw before: an abandoned house that look like it was made during the mid or late Victorian era, which was odd since they lived in a fictional representation of Japan. The house was about 25 miles away, but the area was so flat like a prairie in southern Saskatchewan that she could see it with a tool designed to see stars from hundreds of thousands of miles.

Mew flew across the field and saw a plethora of Pokemon that were dying to be hugged, but she decided not to stir up trouble at the moment. She entered the old house and saw that it was very old, at least 130 years old. Surprisingly, all the furniture lay in its spot and there were even candles lit on the table. She moved an arm chair telekinetically and saw that there was an inch-thick layer of dust.

"Someone sure left this place a pigsty," she said as she moved the chair to cover back up the nasty floor. She turned her head to the left and saw that near the corner of the living room was a couch covered with a white bed-sheet with a teddy bear on the arm-rest. She flew over at a very fast speed and grabbed the bear and hugged it, but she moved so fast that the wind created turbulance and made the bed-sheet cover her up.

"AGHHH!" screeched Mew as she tried to remove the blanket off of her, which was turning to be an impossible feat since the bed-sheet was about 4 m squared. She continued to screech in annoyance and flailed her arms about like a maniac and could no longer bear with it and used psychic to tear the bed sheet into 400,000 pieces. she grabbed the Cubchoo-shaped teddy bear that of course did not have the runny nose and hugged it. When she hugged it, it sneezed and a string of light blue fabric dangled from its nose. Mew giggled and pushed it back up there and then heard a crying sound. She opened up an unknown dimension and placed the toy there and went to the voices. She saw a cute little Pikachu and an Eevee standing by a laundry chute and she approached them.

"What are you two doing in this abandoned house?" she inquired with a smile.

"We are taking a rest; we came in here to play, but...I lost our Cubchoo teddy bear!" said Pikachu as he shed a tear.

"I'm so sorry, what's your name?" asked Mew randomly.

"Sparks," replied the yellow rodent.

"How about you, Eevee?" asked Mew.

"Brownie," she said with a sniffle.

"Well, Sparks, Brownie, I have a surprise for you two," said Mew as she opened up the portal and grabbed the Cubchoo and showed it at the two mammal Pokemon. Their eyes glowed brightly and they tackled Mew, whose back was facing the laundry chute, knocking her into it and they accidentally fell into it as well!

"Oh, no!" shouted Brownie as tears covered her eyes.

They fell into a huge laundry hamper at the bottom of the chute and when they got out, they were trapped underneath three different blankets. Brownie struggled a bit and finally pulled off her blanket at the same time as Mew. The two of them giggled and Brownie looked over and saw a figure moving under the bed-sheet!

"It's a ghost!" shouted Eevee with a sweat drop as she hugged Mew for protection and trembled. "I had a feeling this place was haunted, but Sparks didn't listen! Please save me!" she pleaded the legendary kitten with wobbly knees.

"Why are you afraid?" asked Mew with a shaking head. "You are a normal-type and ghost Pokemon can do nothing against you," she reassured with a tight hug.

"Oh, yeah, you're right, thanks!" said Eevee as she hugged the Cubchoo teddy bear firmly.

"GET THIS OFF OF ME!" roared the voice as it struggled.

Mew used her psychic powers and the sheet vanished.

"It's just you, Sparks!" giggled Brownie as she playfully tackled him with a hug. Mew went over to them and gave them all a hug as well until they started groaning.

"Let's play again!" said Sparks as he tackled Brownie again. The two of them walked over to Mew and gave her a hug.

"No, that's okay, I actually gotta get going," said Mew as she hugged the two of them good-bye and used telekinesis to cover them up with the bed-sheet.

I hope you thought it was okay, Bluewolfbat! The next chapter is a request from Breanna.