A/N: I decided to write a random fic again. Sorta like POTMBF, but this time, I'll try and update constantly! Watch and learn why you shouldn't give Mew or Mewtwo any sugar. Ever. Don't even let them see your sugar jar.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 Mewtwo.

Mewtwo stared. Really stared. He watched. And watched. What was he watching, you wonder? Well, your answer is simple. The sugar jar. To be precise, Mew's sugar jar. Mewtwo looked around cautiously. It would practically murder his reputation to be caught doing anything like Mew. Because this was definitely from Mew. The instinct to eat, drink, lick, taste and swim in sugar. Hell, Mew even had a bath made out of frozen sugar. Slowly, Mewtwo reached out and grasped the massive jar. It was full of the most delicious sugar in the whole world. This sugar was made from Mt Quena spring water mixed with Moon Stone dust and a single Lunar hair.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 Mew.

Mew felt something. She felt something touching her sacred sugar jar! Mew searched furiously for the aura signature. It was Mewtwo...heheheh...he had obviously inherited her affinity for sugar. Good to know that he had got at least one trait from his mother. Now. Revenge. Mew decided she wanted to be and feel evil.

"VENGEANCE WILL BE MINEEEEE!" she screeched. Evilly. Or so she thought. Everyone else thought it was just a battle or something and went about with their everyday business. Mew was annoyed. Where was the massive wave of fear she had expected to feel? Stupid amplifiers...why couldn't they work properly for once?

0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 Me.

Mewtwo had The Feeling. If you don't know what The Feeling is, go find out. Even I, the author, doesn't know. Hey, does that make sense? Meh. Mewtwo's many senses tingled and he felt sleeeeeepy. Yeah...it's nap-time for us. Or maybe sleepy-byes, cause I'm feeling reaaal sleepy. But maybe that's cause its 2am and I usually feel sleepy after having a hot bath. You never know though, it could just be me.

0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 All of us!

I, the author of this fic, Mewtwo, King of All and Mew, the First of All, wish to thank you random people sitting around reading this. If I don't update within a week, tell me off and I'll update. Hopefully, cause usually nothing but blackmail works...but anyway.


Mewtwo: ...You do know you're singing out of key and have the words messed up? Right? (Stares at Mew oddly)

Me: Shuddup...we have a jar of sugar to finish, Mewtwo. We should eat it all before Mew wakes up from her dream.

Mewtwo: Dream? She was dreaming? Why the hell are her eyes open?

Me: Because she's weird that way. Now shut up and start eating.

Mewtwo: Don't you think we should tie her up first? After she finds her sugar gone, she'll probably try and murder us or something.

Me: ...Good idea. Tie her up, minion!

Mewtwo: ...I don't have hands, remember? (Hides his hands behind his back)


Mewtwo: ...Just shut the hell up. And by the way, do the disclaimer.

Me: Oh...right. Okay, I do not-

Mew: Teh auzor doth nawt ownz us. An' by us I meanz me an' Mewtwo. Good day...ZzZzZz...

Me: She did it for me. Saved me a lot of wasted breath too!

Mewtwo: Let's just take the sugar, tie her up and go, okay? (Picks up the sugar jar)

Me: Sure! I'll tie her up! You Teleport us to...uhh...OHIKNOWZ! Mt Moomoomilk! (Ties up Mew. To a post-box)

Mewtwo: Teleport! (Teleports to Mt Moomoomilk after seeing a picture of it in my random mind)

The End Of This Chapter.