An Average day for the Legends

by Dewdrop of DiamondDust (Auralesi)

Summary:

Sent on a mission to destroy a machine: Deoxys, Reshiram, Palkia, and Mew go out to do just that. But... Mew is with them, thus, things might be interesting...

Notes:

This is, like, really ancient - I wrote this about twelve(?) years ago (posting this in 2023). It was one of the first stories I ever wrote, actually, and the very first story I ever actually completed.

It's also up on Fanfiction dot net under the same handle. I don't use that particular FF account anymore - it's long abandoned.

Posting this story here for posterity, really. And so I can have my literary history in one place. Please pardon the bad writing, it is nowhere near up to my standards anymore (this was written back when I thought funny sarcasm was being needlessly rude to people, so if characters seem pointlessly harsh for no good reason, that's why - it's failed humour, the characters aren't supposed to be portrayed as jerks).

I also used to write in first person for stories, didn't switch to commonly using third person limited until I was in my early adulthood.

Here's the key for the formatting, by the way:

This is thinking
This is telepathy
"This is speech"
"This is Poké speech"
"This is telepathy and Poké speech at the same time"

Chapter 1: Mew is annoying, as usual

I sighed. It was the same old thing each and every time: Arceus talks about the world's problems (as if nobody knows all of that already); the Bird Trio argues about who-knows-what while Lugia tries to make them stop with Dialga helping it as best as it can (not that they can do much); Ho-Oh preens its feathers and whispers to everyone to keep quite because Arceus is talking (not that anyone (not even Arceus itself) cares); and I sit here, bored out of my mind, shifting my Forme for something to do, while Mewtwo writes down everything Arceus is saying right beside me. Oh, and Latias asking Latios every five seconds for the umpteenth time if she can leave early (to which the answer is always 'no', how he can so patient is beyond me). Yep, just an average morning today.

"Boo!" Said a rather loud and familiar voice behind me.

You are immature, Mew. I said, in way of reply.

"Aw, you're no fun! You were supposed to be scared!" Whined the pink cat.

And saying 'boo' is supposed to scared me? I asked, turning my head to look at it, meanwhile stopping my Form-change at my Attack Forme. I've been through too much for that to scare me. Besides, I knew you were there.

Mew gasped, making me look at the ceiling in the universal expression of 'why me?' "But how?"

Like you, I'm a Psychic-Type. I sensed you; also, you're always there during meetings. I replied, turning back to face the center of the room again (which has nothing there except a white floor, mind you, but Arceus can't think of anything to put there. Neither can I, actually.).

"Wow! You're amazing!" The furball exclaimed.

Both Mewtwo and I snorted. Yeah, right! There was nothing amazing about sensing another Psychic-Type (or any other Type of Pokémon (except Dark-Types, of course; even some Legendaries have a hard time sensing Dark-Types using Psychic abilities), for that matter); as every Psychic Pokémon, except (apparently) Mew, knew.

Can it, Mew. I'm trying to write down what Arceus is saying, Said Mewtwo. I do not need your nonsense.

"Can what?" Asked a very confused Mew. I resisted the urge to smack Mew for its stupidity.

What he meant was: SHUT UP! I yelled in private telepathy, to keep from giving everyone in the Hall a migraine (apparently, listening to someone yelling in telepathy is painful to everyone within a ten-mile radius).

"Oh, I have a headache! I think I'll be quiet for now, noise hurts!"

Mewtwo actually looked up. Congratulations, Deoxys! You've finally managed to get Mew to shut up for once!

It appears that all you need to do is give it a headache. I said, giving one him of my mouthless smiles and reverted to my Normal Forme.

Palkia was watching us from across the room. It was rare for anything even slightly interesting to occur during meetings. I turned my two left tentacles into a hand and waved at it. It smiled and waved back, before deciding to help Dialga and Lugia quell the Titan Trio.

...And now for your assignments...

Everyone stopped doing what they were doing, and looked at Arceus. We were all eager to do something other than listen to stuff we already knew and wanted to get out of here.

Suicune, you and Dialga go and deal with the lake in the Kanto region that's been going through time and getting ridiculously polluted, I have no idea how Celebi's small mess-up did all that; Deoxys, take Reshiram, Palkia, and Mew with you and deal with Team Galactic's new pet machine. Giratina; you, Mewtwo, Zekrom, and Latios go and take care of Team Rocket's plan; Latias, you go back to guarding Altomar Town; the rest of you continue going about your daily duties. Dismissed. Arceus then flew off to do whatever it decided to do to help the planet.

The others left very quickly, not wanting to stay any longer. I, on the other hand, did not like the rush, so I waited before flying off to meet the Legendaries that were going to do the mission with me. I spotted them, and it looked like Mew was already driving everyone nuts. Looks like its 'headache' wore off. I sighed in exasperation and flew over to meet them.

Mew, please quite bothering them, it's not going to do anything any good. I said when I got there.

"But I'm only asking why we don't just ask them to eat ice cream." Replied the pink feline. Sometimes I wonder about Mew's sanity.

Mew, ice cream is not going to work. We need to blow up the machine, not get a few grunts on a sugar-rush. I explained as patiently as I could.

"Then can I have the ice cream?"

After we're done. Then maybe.

"YAY!" Mew bellowed this so loud that I went to Defence Forme on instinct, the others jumping about fifty feet into the air.

"MEW!" The rest of us yelled.