Let's go Pikachu part three

Explaining to Mewtwo who not to attack

Red, Blue, Leaf, May and Brennan were on the PML stage, getting awarded for being the new Neo Champions.

Where a certain angry Mewtwo came along and started to make a psychic bomb.

Luckily his new friend was there.

Or unluckily.

Let's see.

Everyone backed away as Mewtwo started to create his angry psychic bomb.

Suddenly -

" WAIT!"

I slid onto the stage and spread my arms out. " Mewtwo these are the good guys!"

Mewtwo blinked.

Pardon?

I sighed. " Okay. Let's give you a valuable life lesson - these are good guys," I said, pointing to Red. " And those," I continued, pointing to the large R. " Your old trainer- he and his team are bad guys."

I took a deep breath. " Basically you were trying to kill your former rivals which are now your friends. You have to kill your old friends who are enemies."

Mewtwo blinked. Sorry?

I sighed. " Just... Attack anyone red."

Mewtwo nodded.

Then his gaze snapped to my brother and he started to make another ball.

I yelped and ran to my brother. " Woah woah woah what's happened now?"

You said attack anyone red.

I nodded. " Yes. Yes I did."

He is Red

I blinked and turned to my brother. " Red? He's no-"

I suddenly understood. " Ohhhhhh...."

I sighed. " Mewtwo, Red is his name."

Name?

I groaned. " Mewtwo... A name. Like yours is Mewtwo."

That is not a name.

I crossed my arms. " Yeah? Then what is it?"

Something everyone calls you. A label.

I blinked.

And then I sighed. " That's called a name. A title someone gives you."

But you are not books.

I slapped my head. " Books?! What?! I- oh never mind."

I guestured to Blue. " Look. His name is Blue. But he is not blue."

But you said his name is Blue.

I moaned. " Mewtwo! His name is Blue, but his skin isn't blue!"

That is good. Otherwise he would have hyperthermia.

I let out a choked cough. " Hyper- you know what, never mind. Mewtwo, please don't attack anyone here. They're all good guys."

But what about the ugly one?

I blinked. " Which ugly one?"

The silent one.

I wheezed. " MEWTWO- NO! NO, MEWTWO, NO!"

Blue burst out laughing. "PFFT—OH MY ARCEUS!" He doubled over, gripping his stomach. "Mewtwo just called Red ugly!"

Leaf covered her mouth, stifling a giggle, while May and Brendan looked between me, Mewtwo, and Red in absolute shock.

Meanwhile, Red just stood there. Silent. Expressionless. But I knew he was processing that information.

I threw my hands up. "MEWTWO! You can't just call people ugly!"

Mewtwo tilted his head. But I did.

I groaned. "That’s not—ugh! You don't just say things like that!"

Why? I am merely making an observation.

I pinched the bridge of my nose. "An observation that’s gonna get you vaporized if you’re not careful."

Blue wiped a tear from his eye. "No, no, let him cook. This is the best thing I’ve ever heard."

Mewtwo turned to Blue. You are loud. That is also an observation.

Blue choked. "HEY!"

I clapped my hands together. "OKAY. Mewtwo. New rule. No attacking anyone on this stage. No calling people ugly. No—" I paused. "Actually, just let me do the talking."

Mewtwo crossed his arms—or, well, hovered in a way that felt like he crossed his arms. Very well. But the silent one is still ugly.

Red slowly turned his head to me, eyes narrowing just slightly.

I yelped. "I DIDN'T SAY IT! MEWTWO SAID IT!"

Leaf finally lost it, laughing so hard she had to hold onto May for support. Brendan was wheezing.

Blue clapped Red on the shoulder. "Hey, buddy, how does it feel knowing you got roasted by a legendary Pokémon?"

Red just sighed. Then, without a word, he turned around and walked away.

Mewtwo watched him go. I believe I have won this battle.

I dropped to my knees. "I am so tired."