Okay, here's the next chapter! This one is longer than last and with more actual action. ^^ I hope you all like it!

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"Hey, Tundra. How ya doing?" Thunder asked, puffing out his chest and shoulder feathers to make himself seem tougher.

The ice bird didn't even bother to glance up from the laptop she was sharing with the emerald sky serpent called Ozzy. "I was doing just fine. Now can you please be quiet? We're reading Beck and I think that the love triangle is about to be at least partially resolved."

"Beck?" the thunder hawk inquired, his spiky feathers falling back into their usual places. "What the heck is that?"

This time Ozzy turned his head, allowing Tundra to keep reading. "Beck is a manga series revolving around a fourteen year old human boy named Yukio, though his friends call him Koyuki. Anyway, he feels like his life is boring and decides to do something about it after meeting Ryuusuke. He does lots of stuff now, like swimming, singing and playing guitar. And he's now a part of Ryuusuke's band and they're struggling to make it big." He shrugged. "I saw it at a bookstore for a cheap price, so I got it. I didn't expect to like it so much. After I let Tundra read my copy we became a bit addicted."

Thunder snorted. "Dude, that thing sounds like a snore fest! If you're gonna read manga, then choose a good one like Naruto or Inuyasha or Death Note! You know, something that doesn't bore people to death."

The dragon's golden eyes narrowed. "I like all four, thank you. And it's not boring once you read it for yourself."

"Yeah, whatever," the electric type replied sarcastically before rudely placing himself between the dragon and the other bird. "So anyway, wanna ditch the green noodle and go to a movie or something?" he asked the blue feathered legend, smirking as he insulted the dragon.

Tundra finally lifted her ruby eyes from the screen and focused them with disdain on her counterpart. "Thunder, why on Earth would I want to go anywhere with you after the way you insulted one of my best friends and one of my favorite mangas?" she inquired in an annoyed but calm voice. She turned her eyes back to the screen and sighed. "Honestly, did you think that one through at all?"

Thunder huffed and turned around, trying to hide how flustered he was. "Yeah, well at least I'm not some boring book-worm of a bird," he shot back as an attempt to retain at least some of his dignity. He spread his wings and was airborne with a few powerful beats. "See ya later, losers!" he shouted as he flew away, causing both of his fellow apprentices to roll their eyes.

Once he was out of earshot, Tundra sighed. "I really don't understand what Pheonix sees in him."

"Yeah," Ozzy agreed with a smirk. "I mean, they say love is blind, but I didn't know it was deaf too."

-ooo-

Mewtwo sighed, folding the corner of the page he'd previously been reading down and closing the book. He glanced at the small clock he kept on a rock shelf, lowering his eyes to the ground when he saw it was still fairly early. "Hmm, how strange. I usually enjoy being alone with a good book, but I just don't feel like reading." He blinked. "And now I am talking to myself. Perhaps I feel a bit lonely. I am used to Rachel's presence now, after all." He set his book down and stood, his long tail stretching before returning to its usual position behind him. He looked towards the mouth of the cave, smiling a bit to himself when he noticed a Swellow flying by with a sleeping Taillow on its back.

The feline walked forward until he was standing at the entrence of the cave, closing his eyes and giving his head a light shake as the bright light caused his pupils to dilate. He waited a moment before slowly sliding them open, letting them adjust to the lighting. He took a deep breath and looked around, taking in the sight of the fluffy, snow white clouds floating carelessly through the endless blue sky as the sun warmed his grayish indigo fur. He leaped from the ledge and shot off through the air, not even giving thought to where he was going.

The feline flew aimlessly for a while, simply enjoying the feeling of the air whipping through his fur. He glanced down and noticed that he was over the ocean. He dived down, straightening out his course about four inches above the water. He dipped his tail into the water and gave it a quick flick before submerging himself completely. Mew was more of a swimmer that he was, but that didn't mean he wasn't a swimmer at all. He continued to cut through refreshingly cold water for a few minutes, smiling a bit despite himself at the surprised expressions of some nearby fish pokemon. He was keeping the water out of his amethyst eyes using a thin veil of psychic energy, but his lungs were beginning to burn for air. He twisted around and shot up and out of the water, a salty spray following him.

"Woah! Mewtwo?! Is that you?!" he heard a familiar voice call out.

The psychic cat slowed to a halt and turned his head to see a sleek red and turquoise figure approaching. "Deoxys?"

The alien reached him soon, flying around him in a ring before stopping in front of him. "Well, what do ya know? It is you!" she said with a laugh. "You really are a psychic type! I was just thinking about coming to visit you myself! I never expected you to be the one to stop by and visit me!"

Mewtwo chuckled lightly. "That is true. I usually don't seek others out. I guess I am a bit of a loner."

"A bit?" Deoxys asked, her voice both cheerful and sarcastic. "What an understatement!"

"You have a point," Mewtwo admitted. "I did not consciously choose to visit. Rachel is at one of those sleep overs and I did not feel like reading, so I decided to fly for a while. It was a whim really. But who knows? Perhaps I came to this area because I subconsciously wanted to see you."

"Aww, how sweet," the space virus said teasingly. "It'd make sense though. Obviously you were bored to death, so it's no wonder you ended up with me, the 'fun expert'! I believe this has happened before."

"Yes, but that time I visited you on purpose and it was for Rachel, not myself."

"Whatever," the DNA pokemon replied with a shrug. "Soo, do you want to hang out or something? I can think of a few fun places we could go. And Derek's probably gonna stay with Titan. How about it?"

"Well, I have nothing else I really wish to do," the purple eyed male said.

Deoxys grinned her special eye grin and morphed into her speed form. "Alright! Try to keep up!" she crowed before zooming off.

The feline's eyes widened a bit, but he recovered quickly and began to chase after her, wondering what he'd just gotten himself into as they cut through the air and occasional wave. He shook his head and picked up his speed up a notch. 'Well, probably best not to question my sanity right now. I might as well just go with this. Who knows, this may be fun.'

-ooo-

"Okay, that corset salesman is so guilty. Just look at him. He looks like he's about to wet himself," Darkrai said with a smirk as he watched the crime scene investigation show he was so fond of.

"Yeah, he's definitely too defensive," Cresselia agreed as the show went to commercial. She stretched a little and turned her head to look at the cave entrance. "I wonder how the kids are doing."

"They're fine, Cressi. Besides, you came over here so that they could have fun without some boring adult around," the dark type said with a smirk.

The swan smiled. "Well, that and I love CSI. Why watch it alone?"

Darkrai was about to respond when he his son floated in, his shoulders sagging, his head down and his arms limp at his sides. The older dark type blinked and floated over to his son, worried about the major change in mood. "Pulse, what's wrong?"

The smaller ebony pokemon quickly straightened up a bit and flashed a strained smile. "Oh, it's nothing. I'm just kinda tired."

"Yeah, and I'm Santa Claus," his father replied with dry sarcasm. "Now tell me what's really wrong with you. It's like like you at all to be seem so... depressed. And come to think of it, you were acting weird a few days ago too."

Pulse sighed and slumped a little against his father's side. "Okay, okay... You see, Rachel kinda got herself a boyfriend. And over at Serena's she practically ignored me. All they really did was talk about that scumbag," he explained bitterly.

"Want me to kill him?" Darkrai asked seriously.

"Darkrai! Murder is not the answer to anything!" Cresselia scolded.

The younger phantom smiled. "Nope, but thanks for the offer!" he said with a laugh as he wrapped his arms around his father and pressed his face against the long, silky, fog-like fur on his chest. "I guess I just don't like being second fiddle to some guy she barely knows. But hey, she'll probably go back to how she was before after the excitement wears off, right?"

"Yeah," the nightmare giver replied, wrapping his own arms around his son and holding him close. "Girls are like that. They get all worked up when it comes to this romance crap," he said, earning a glare from his counterpart. "In the meantime, be sure to tell me if that little creep tries to make a move. I'll knock him into next century."

Pulse laughed. "Dad, you're so overprotective sometimes."

Darkrai shrugged and floated over to his previous spot in front of the television. "Do you want to watch CSI with us, Pulse?"

"Eh, that show can be a bit too gross and scary for me at times, but sure. I mean, my dad's the nightmare giver! I should get used to that kind of stuff anyway, right?" the younger dark type said as he floated over his fellow legends.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," his father replied. "Everybody likes different things. People have to accept that. Don't feel pressured to watch anything that you don't like just because of what you are or who I am."

"Okay, Dad!" Pulse said with a smile. "But I still want to get used to this kind of thing so that I can watch horror movies with my friends and not fly out of the room every time something scary happens. It's self improvement."

Darkrai patted the smaller version of himself of the back and gave him a small smile. "Good for you. Don't overdo it though."

"I won't," the boy reassured.

Cresselia glanced over and smiled. 'Darkrai's such a sweetie when it comes to Pulse. It's too bad he's totally clueless as to what he's most likely REALLY upset about.' She sighed softly and turned her attention back to the television. 'Oh, Darkrai... why must you be so dense when it comes to matters of the heart?'

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