#askdaddymewtwo

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Femewtwo listened closely to Met’s story, she saw many parallels to her own past in it.  She gave back a small smile to mets.

“Yeah... some of them can be wonderful” she said quietly, shifting  a bit in the rocks. “I’m glad you could enjoy so much thanks to a human”

“You got out very early then” she commented, reminiscing of her own past 

“Life in the laboratories, was distressing to say the least. For me it also started with the voices. but what I heard was much different”

“It was a combination of praises and wails of pain. Many voices suffering, and comments of success and vital status.”

“But as time went on, it was replaced by the faint noises of machinery, as the scientist worked always behind walls, and with little involvement. I could sense them all, I could sense their thoughts and movements. Very rarely I could hear some of my brothers trough the walls, still in pain.”

“I couldn’t stand the constant physical checkups and the faceless scientists, just watching me 24/7. Cold machinery and strict training were all there was for me.

“It wasn’t until much later, when a scientist started to teach me about the world outside and the many other pokemon around in the world; that I felt kindness.” Femewtwo closed her eyes and took a deep breath. retelling the stories was taking a toll on her “She allow me to call her mom. she was the one that helped me to get out of that place when a security breach happened.

Femewtwo opened her eyes once more, feeling almost transported back to the present.

“I apologize, i feel like I brought down the mood, but I’ve been keeping all those thoughts inside for far too long. I never really had another mewtwo to share them, and I’m glad to finally have someone like you around...” she said as her cheeks lighted up with a discrete blush.

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Femewtwo  closed her eyes, and let herself get lost in the entrancing song the lapras was performing. She could feel a certain sadness and loneliness to the song. For a while, femewtwo was taken back by feelings of nostalgia, the song felt like a call back for family long lost.

Deep in the feelings of nostalgia, femewtwo could remember her days at the lab, but focused on the good ones. The moments her mother would teach her of the world trough science books. Learning about places and pokemon akll around. She read about how lapras songs had incredible effects on the listener, but only could imagine what those feelings could be. she couldn’t help but shed a tear, happy to remember those times.

Femewtwo opened her eyes and  wiped away the tears, then turned to Mets. “Thank you for bringing me here Mets” she said with a kind smile at firts, but then her gaze became more concerned. The feelings the song made her think about her past, and how she only had her mother back then, and while she had günter and chomper back at the island, she never really “met” another mewtwo before.

“You know Mets, you’re the first mewtwo I’ve talked to for so long. I’ve met a few back at the lab I was born and I met a few on my island, but I never got to really know them.” she paused for a second, to think of what to say. “Were you created by humans at a lab too? Do you know if there are other mewtwos in the wild?” Femewto had so many questions, but couldn’t think of how to ask them, as she didn’t want to weird out Mets or ruin the mood.

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“Don’t be mean dear. It was fun at first but Mets needs some help here” she reprimanded the asker. She swiftly reached Mets and pulled the magikarp off from his head as carefully as she could, but even when she was trying to pull sofly, it felt like a full force yank for the magikarp.

Femewtwo stared at Mets as he floated dizzily trough the air. All the mewtwos that have visited her island so far seem so different from the mewtwos she met at the lab, who were highly trained and fight capable None of them would behave like Mets.

Femewtwo descended to water level and dropped the magikarp back into the water “I’m sorry little karp. Don’t hold any grudges against me or Mets. It was all an accident” she said, feeling how afraid the magikarp was feeling, after all, they are one of the most feeble kind of pokemon.

“Mets, are you alright? Maybe we should look for some medical assistance for you.” Femewtwo asked,  trying to shake him with gentle movements,  as if he were made of glass. Otherwise, she might just shake him too violently, due to her newfound strength. Femewtwo was starting to feel like she was ruining the whole date.

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Without hesitation, Femewtwo rushed towards where Met had splashed into, she leaned down close to the water, and reached into the waters, sensing Met’s energy with her psychic powers, she grabbed Met’s arm, and pulled quickly, yet gently, trying to  not crush his arm with her newfound strength.

Femewtwo couldn’t resist laughing  at poor Met’s predicament,  warming up to  his hilarious antics.

“I’m sorry, pffft-- A-are you alright?

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Taking small steps, femewtwo grasped Met’s hand, as she prepared for her first flight as a Mewtwo X. She focused her psychic powers to levitate, but suddenly,  she just took off, at maximum velocity.

Realizing how fast she was going, Femewtwo stopped right on her tracks.

“I’m sorry! I couldn’t control h-”

She tried to finish her sentence, but stopped when she realized she let go of Met’s hand, effectively sending him rocketing trough the skies.

“I’m sorry!! She tried to yell at Met, hoping he would recover quickly.

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Femewtwo and Met quickly arrived at the beach. With clumsy steps, femewtwo advanced, feeling the grains of sand slip in between her new toes. She listened to met’s proposal of floating to their destination. Somewhat unsure, Femewtwo replied:

“I’m not completely used to this body yet Met, so I’m not sure I'm completely capable of teleporting myself, especially not knowing where we will go”

She seemed worried,  it was the first date she’s ever been too, she wished her circumstances weren’t so bizarre as they constantly are. But the moment that met mentioned that travel and the possibility to see the Lapras, her eyes lighted up, and lowered herself more to met’s level.

“That sounds great dear! I haven’t seen more than a few stray Lapras in my travels since they prefer either secluded zones or shores near cities! I would love to hear them sing.”