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Ask GTM 19One day, Someone who goes by "alex674" Asked me this:
"Hey GTM, what is your most embarrassing moment in your life? "
I Have to say, I Would NEVER admit something of THAT Magnitude. But... the Closest thing that I will tell you is when I met my Trainer....
"Go uhh... Pokemon!"
There was a Gasp as I exited The Pokeball with a Sparkle. From the Voice, I could tell that I had a new trainer. AGAIN. Dispite the Fact that I was an Extremely Rare Pokemon, one of the only, if not THE Only, Shiny Mewtwo in the World, No-one Would keep me. I Guess they just can't handle me. Sooner or later, one of these Trainers is going to release me. Then I can go back to living the way I want. It's stupid to be a pet for a human. Espesially when you are as powerful as me. I Turned to my New Trainer with a Snarl. She had Long Brown hair, and Was Wearing a Purple, Green, Blue and White Striped shirt. He had a blue and Brown Striped bag hanging over one Shoulder, and Purple pants. She was also wearing a se
From Dark To Light ch1Mewtwo felt the presence a split instant before he teleported away. Hidden by the trees, he stared out at the ravine he had just recently been in, a waterfall spilling down into a pond. It had been a quite place for him to think, but now, someone was intruding his space. Again.
The Gardevoir ran out into the open, twirling this way and that as she looked for him. "Yoo-hoo!" he heard her call, and he inwardly groaned. "Sir? Sir, where did you go?" Her skirt flared out as she turned, displaying long and lean legs.
He could have been gone by now. He didn't have to stand here and watch her make a fool of herself, but he found himself stopped by . . . curiosity.
Mewtwo tossed a furtive glance around, as if afraid someone would find him weak like this in his curiosity, and returned his gaze to the Gardevoir searching for him. If showing interest in a completely random pokemon was bad, it would only be made worse if someone saw him. For, she HAD caught his interest like nothing else had his e
My Dear Psychic (Reader x Mewtwo) Ch.8
Summary: With the world filled with extreme violence and organized terrorism, an outcry has been reached. The world needed to change, but there needed to be diplomats that could understand and walk both worlds. Psychics, the ambassadors of humanity and Pokemon, were few in the Pokemon species and even more rare in humankind. They were the unwilling participates to a deadly political game, one that you would be forced to dance with in the arms of the mysterious psychic, Mewtwo. Reader x Mewtwo
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon; it belongs to Nintendo. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.
Warning: Drama, with lots of tension... (The hormones kind.)
This fanfiction made by Mayplefly.
You gave yourself a few days for contemplation and solitude. Being locked up in your house without contact from the outside world was exactly what you needed.
Your family tried to call your phone multiple times, leaving messages regarding their concerns. You were just as qui
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