Why Mew Doesn't Walk On His Feet
Inspired by art by raptorroper:
Why New Doesn't Walk Anywhere
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Mew was flying over the wide open plains, lost in peaceful thought, when peculiar thought caught his attention. He stopped and floated in mid air, and took a good look at his long pink feet. It occurred to him that he had never actually walked on them. Never in his life had they ever even touched the ground. Mew began to how that would feel; what kind of sensations he would get from placing his feet on the ground.

Now giddy with excitement, Mew chuckled and kicked his legs as his body trembled with anticipation. He couldn't wait to give walking a try.

Wanting to make sure he knew what he was doing, Mew decided to practice first. He recalled all of the two legged Pokemon and humans he had seen walking throughout the years, and then moved himself into a walking stance as he continued to float in midair. Then, with his feet downward in a digitigrade stance, Mew swung his legs back and forth, one after the other like a pair of pendulums. A smile graced Mew's lips as He saw how easy it was. So easy that Mew held his head up high and did it in reverse, his toes gliding through the air as he flawlessly moonwalked with tail swinging and head bobbing.

Filled with confidence, Mew came to a stop and closed his eyes. Then he lowered himself towards the ground that awaited him. His toes wiggled and flexed expectantly as the distance between them and the ground got less and less. Finally, his feet made contact.

Mew’s face immediately twisted into a grimace as his feet made a wet squelching noise upon touching the ground. The surface his feet were touching was yielding and amorphous, not to mention sticky. Mew’s mouth opened and closed, and he ground his teeth as he moved back and forth between various frowns and scowls. Before long he had enough, and opened his eyes to take a look at the ground. Much to his surprise, and due to his earlier excitement, Mew had touched down upon a natural tar pit, and his feet were already below the surface.

Making a sound of disgust, Mew tried to lift his left foot out of the tar. The sticky substance was all over his foot, and it briefly stretched around his foot before pulling it back down. Annoyed, Mew tried lifting up his right foot, and got the same result. Mew’s tail thrashed about in anger, only for him to suddenly feel it become stuck. Mew turned around and saw that his tail had swung right down into the tar, and now the end of it was covered in the gooey black substance.

Utter disgust was evident all over Mew’s face as tried lifting up his tail while lifting up both feet to try and walk on his tip toes. His feet did move up above the surface of the tar pit, but the tar itself still completely coated his feet and held him in place. Slowly growing angry, Mew huffed and floated upwards a bit. He could feel the strong tension of the tar on his feet and tail, and it clearly would not be letting him float away so easily. So, after a deep breath, Mew put all of his power in flying straight up as fast as he could.

Mew shot straight up several feet, the tar on his appendages stretching with him, refusing to let go. Mew clenched his teeth as he fought to overcome the sticky, stretchy, black goo. He fought to stretch out the tar until it broke. However, after about a solid minute of stretching, Mew’s eye twitched as he suddenly realized what was about to happen next.

With a loud snap, the tar pulled Mew estraight down in the blink of an air. There was a loud splat as Mew was pulled down and landed flat on his back in the tar. Mew lay panting and spread eagle in the tar, gasping for breath until he realized that he was sinking. His eyes widened as he felt his body disappear underneath the surface of the tar, until only his ears and face were visible.

Mew lay there, quiet and dumbfounded at what had occurred. He lay in the tar, silenced by his own fear and despair, until he felt a strange rumblimg and bubbling right beneath him.

There was a huge gooey explosion as a large air pocket below New ruptured, sending Mew flying into the air a d screaming.

Mew landed face flat on the ground some distance away. Still covered in tar, Mew strained thr lift his head as he breathed in and out heavily. Mew's brief respite was shattered when a large shadow loomed over him. He gasped and tried to get up, but the tar covering his body kept him stuck spread eagle on the ground.

The huge foot of a Tyrantrum came down hard right on top of Mew, covering him completely. The Tyrantrum made a face when he felt that he'd just stepped in something sticky. He tried lifting his foot, and Mew's eyes widened as he felt his body being stretched along with the tar that now connected the giant scaly reptilian foot with the ground. Then the tar snapped the foot back down hard, further squishing Mew between the rough underside of the Tyrantrum foot and the ground.

Tyrantrum growled in disgust, and he stepped forward with his clean foot and slowly dragged his sticky foot across the ground.

Mew groaned in pain as he was dragged along while being pressed into the ground, his voice too small to be heard by the massive Pokemon on top of him.

After dragging his foot a bit, Tyrantrum found himself able to lift it up off of the ground. He smiled at this, but then huffed when he realized he still had something stuck on his foot. He looked around for a moment, then smiled when he found just the thing. He then began hopping on one foot towards his goal.

Meanwhile, Mew clung to the sole of the Tyrantrum's foot in a sorry state. There was no tar on his front, only dirt from being dragged across the ground. All of the tar was now on his back and tail, and it was keeping him stuck spread eagle to the reptile's foot.

Eventually, Tyrantrum stopped hopping, and Mew looked downward to see a deep dark hole. Mew sniffed once, and quickly realized that he was staring down into a volcanic vent. Mew's eyes widened when he saw a faint glow appear deep down in the hole, and it hit him what Tyrantrum's plan was.

Mew immediately began jerking his arms to try and free them from the tar. The sight of the red glow getting a bit brighter spurred him to pull his right arm free. He began to pull his feet up as well when he saw the red glow begin to rise up the hole. His left foot popped free just as he began to smell the scent of volcanic gasses growing stronger, and he yanked his left arm hard until that came out of the tar as well.

Mew could hear the rumbling coming from the volcanic vent, and he could feel the heat as well. Mew grabbed his right leg with both paws and pulled with as he might, until finally his right foot came out of the tar. New chuckled and immediately flew forward, only for his eyes to bulge out wide as he felt his tail, still stuck in the tar, hold him back. Like a rubber band, Mew's tail snapped him back flat against Tyrantrum's foot, right back where he started.

One second later, a gusher of fire and lava shot out of the volcanic vent, and the sole of Tyrantrum's foot was right in its path. The hardy Rock/Dragon type endured it, even smiling slightly at how the heat felt against his strong and sturdy foot. After several seconds, the vent stopped spewing lava and fire, and Tyrantrum sighed and gave his foot a brief shake. He felt whatever it was he had stepped on break off and hit the ground. Curious to see what it was, Tyrantrum stepped and looked down to see it. He was very surprised to see the charred form of a small, short haired, long tailed, big footed, short armed Pokemon, its fur covered in black ash as it lay still.

Tyrantrum's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the small Pokemon that had been under his foot. His eyes then softened when he saw that the tiny creature wasn't moving, or breathing.

Intense guilt struck the heart of the gentle giant, and nervously looked around for some way of helping the little one. Suddenly, an idea came to him. He opened his mighty jaws wide and powered up his Thunder Fang. Then, he slowly lowered his head and bent his knees so that one of his electrically charged teeth just lightly touched Mew's chest.

After a loud zap, Mew sat up straight and gasped loudly as his chest heaved in and out. Mew looked up and found himself face to face with the Pokemon who had stepped on him. Tyrantrum smiled happily down at Mew, which only served to further darken Mew's mood.

Mew's eyes narrowed hatefully, and he let out a furious yell and flew straight into Tyrantrum's head, landing a powerful Zen Headbutt in a Critical Hit.

Tyrantrum stumbled backwards, completely caught off guard by the attack. Mew then began flying around him, kicking him all over his body until finally New grabbed his tail and used Psychic to swing him around and throw him straight up into the air.

Tyrantrum roared as he fell back down, landing down hard, flat on his stomach and with his face wedged into the volcanic vent.

Mew wasn't finished yet, as he flew up high and then came back down fast and screaming with his right foot extended to land a powerful kick onto Tyrantrum's head. Mew then stomped several times on Tyrantrum's head, until a loud rumbling sound stopped him in his tracks.

There was a loud explosion as the pressure building in the volcanic vent reached the breaking point and blasted both Tyrantrum and Mew up into the sky.

Mew landed on a steep hillside and slid down on his stomach, until he eventually hit a ramp shaped rock that sent her briefly airborne.

Mew bounced down the hill, landing on his face, butt, and back in sequence until he finally landed on level flat ground on his feet.

Mew stood there, standing upright in amazement for a moment, then slowly looked down at his feet. Mew then slowly lifted his right foot and studied his paw pads. When saw that there was nothing sticky or unpleasant on his foot, he smiled and jumped around in a circle, laughing triumphantly. Eventually he calmed down, and stood tall on his feet one moment before taking a decisive step forward.

With a mighty thud, Tyrantrum's right foot landed right on top of Mew.

Tyrantrum was breathing heavily as he stood on one foot, still recovering from his flight through the air and susbsequent landing on one foot, his strong bones and muscles able to handle the force of the landing. He then opened his eyes and looked around. He smiled in relief when he saw that he was back on the ground, and he put his left foot back down and tapped his left toes on the ground for comfort.

Tyrantrum's peace was interrupted by the sound of a wimper coming from his right foot. Tyrantrum looked down to see Mew's head sticking out between the left and middle toes of his big three toed lizard foot.

At this point, Tyrantrum's gentle disposition had reached its limit due to being attacked by this tiny Pokemon after going out of his way to revive him and save his life. So, with the cockiest of grind, Tyrantrum put more weight on his right foot. Mew's eyes bulged as his body was compressed. Tyrantrum chuckled deeply and began to bounce on his right foot, causing Mew's eyes to grow and shrink as the pressure increased and decreased repeatedly.

After a minute of this, Tyrantrum then began to twist his foot, grinding it down into the dirt. Mew squeaked and whimpered as his back was pressed deeper into the dirt and his front conformed to the lines and contours of the bottom of Tyrantrum's massive foot.

Eventually, Tyrantrum was satisfied and stopped twisting his foot. He then looked around a bit until he found just what he needed. He squeezed his toes together and lifted his foot, so that not only was Mew's body stuck to the scally skin, but his head was being grabbed by the left and middle toes of the foot.

Tyrantrum hopped his way over to large rock that was slightly bigger than his foot. It was angled on top, with a relatively smooth face. Mew could only helplessly watch as Tyrantrum placed the heel of his foot at the top of the rock and the scraped his sole over the stone. Mew groaned as he was roughly peeled off of the foot and flipped over onto his back and upsidedown. Mew's body was so sore that he could barely move, not that he had the energy to do so. Mew simply lay upsidedown on the rock, staring back at the smugly grinning Tyrantrum.

Tyrantrum then raised his foot up again and then slowly placed his middle toe right over Mew's face. Mew held his breath during this, forcing himself to endure it. Tyrantrum's toe pressed down right on Mew's nose, effectively closing it. Mew twitched and fidgeted as he fought to keep his mouth closed and his breath held. His cheeks were puffed out and his eyes were wide as Tyrantrum chuckled. Then, finally, he removed his toe and Mew took a loud deep breath.

Mew lay on the rock panting heavilly for a moment, simply glad the ordeal was over as he listened to Tyrantrum's footsteps getting further away. Mew sighed in relief and closed his eyes, only to open them again when he heard the footsteps getting closer, and fast. Mew's eyes widened when he saw Tyrantrum running towards him, and before he could even scream, Tyrantrum kicked the rock Mew was lying on and sent it flipping up into thr air.

Mew's teeth were clenched as he and the rock flipped through the air and descended back down to the ground. There was a large slam when the rock landed Mew side up.

Mew lay on the rock breathing fast. Eventually his breath abd heart rate slowed down to normal as he managed to relax as he lay still. Just as Mew breathed out slowly, the scent of burning hair reached his nose. It didn't take Mew long to realize that the rock has landed right on top of the volcanic vent, and the smell was the scent of his own short pink fur burning against the rock being heated by the lava.

Mew arched his back as he struggled to peel his body off of the hot rock. Finally, he popped off and flipped briefly in mid air before falling back down, his feet landing flat on the hot rock. This caused Mew to cry out and scream as he hopped around on the rock, kicking his feet out with ever step. Mew practically danced on his tip toes as smoke came from the burnt fur on his feet.

During all this, the rock began to slowly crack. Then, it exploded and sent Mew flyimg straight up, after which he fell straight down into the volcanic vent. Mew screamed in terror as he beheld the lava down below. He spread his legs apart into a split and pressed his feet into the sides of the vent. Mew grimaced as the pads and soles of his foot paws were dragged against the rough rock. Nevertheless, Mew managed to slow himself down and finally come to a stop three fourths of the way down in the vent. Mew let out a sigh of relief.

Two seconds later, the volcanic vent erupted and blasted Mew out of it. Mew landed face flat some distance away. Mew slowly raised his head, and looked behind him to see that the tip of his tail was on fire. Mew cried out and jumped up on his feet. He then quickly stomped on his own tail repeatedly until the fire was out. Mew panted a bit before sighing in relief.

Immediately after this, Tyrantrum's foot came down hard on top of Mew once again.

Tyrantrum grinned and chuckled as he put extra weight on his foot. Then he glanced behind him and called out before turning ahead and walking onward.

When Tyrantrum stepped off, Mew was lying in a deep Tyrantrum footprint with his face pressed into the dirt. Mew slowly lifted his head up and looked ahead with bleary eyes. He then opened his mouth to say something.

Without warning, another Tyrantrum foot stomped down onto Mew. This one belonged to the Tyrantrum's mate. The female giggled a bit as she bounced up and down on her foot. Finally she walked onward, leaving Mew pressed on his side in the foot print.

Mew rolled onto his back and laid there gasping for breath, only to have three young Tyrunts stomp on and hop off of his chest one after another, causing his eyes to bug out as his face was squeezed between clawed toes every time.

After the offspring left, Mew let out one long sad sigh and closed his eyes. The very next moment, there was a loud crunchy stomp when an Aurorus stomped down right on top of Mew. The Aurorus took a few steps before noticing that there was something stuck to the bottom of her front right foot. Frowning, she lifted the foot and shook it a little, then shook it harder. She raised her leg as high as she could and shook it with everything she had until the frozen Mew finally flew off and into the distance.

Mew was frozen spread eagle and flattened, and he was unable to move as he landed face up on the ground and slid straight towards a tall palm tree. His eyes widened as he slid towards it, and could do nothing to stop himself from colliding with the trunk at high speeds. He hit the tree with his legs far apart, the trunk striking him hard right between his legs.

The ice shattered as Mew flew straight up and screamed in pain. He then grabbed his legs and pulled up so he could viciously bite his own toes. He then realized what he was doing and let them go so he could spit and rub at his tongue in disgust.

Finally, Mew sighed and said decisively, "I am never walking on my feet again!"

The End