Mew's eyes opened slowly, and she let out a cute yawn. Blinking, she noticed Harry seemed a bit bigger than he did last night...It took her a few moments to realize she must have subconsciously switched to her human form in her sleep. The small pink cat let out a 'Mew' before smiling and snuggling into the still sleeping child. 'I'm a teddy bear now! Yay!' She cheered in her head,

Harry shifted in his sleep, then opened his eyes. "M-Mew...?" He said softly, looking down at her.

"Mew!" Mew greeted, flying into the air and doing a loop de loop. "Moooorniiiing~!" She greeted through telepathy. "Sleep good?" Harry nodded slowly. "Good! Now, let's have some yummy breakfast!" With a quick flex of concentration, she turned back to her human form. "I've never cooked before, but I'll try anything!"

"I can teach you..."

"You don't know how to cook..." Mew said hesitantly.

"Yeah I do." Harry replied.

Mew stared at him with wide eyes for a second before a soft frown grew on her features. "But the stove is so hot…and you're so little."

Harry blushed and looked away at that. "It's fine…I'm used to the burns…" he said softly.

Her hand clenched into a fist and her anger rose slightly before dropping again to sadness. She picked him up and held him in her arms tightly. "You shouldn't be. Fire is super effective on humans. Especially the cute little ones." She mumbled softly into his hair.

Harry blushed and looked down sadly as he had made her sad. "I'm sorry I made you sad…dose…that mean I don't get my weakly fill?"

"W…weakly Fill?" Mew asked hesitantly already knowing she was not going to like it.

"Yeah…a slice of…bread…every week." He mumbled.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Mew exclaimed, collapsing to her knees and looking at the ceiling as she screamed out the word. Harry looked down.

"Oh...Okay..." Mew squeezed her eyes shut and calmed herself down.

"You don't get a weekly fill...You get actual meals!" Harry looked at her with wide eyes.

"I-I do...?" He asked in disbelief. Mew nodded.

"Absolutely." She replied. "No little boy of mine is gonne go without real food for a whole week!" Harry teared up. "I'm gonna make you nice and plump!" She poked Harry's tummy. He threw himself into her leg.

"Thank you…thank you…" he mumbled into her leg holding it tightly.

Mew giggled lightly and rubbed his head. "Your welcome sweetie." She cooed lightly to him.

She reached down and lifted him up in her arms and gave him a big hug witch he returned. "Alright let's try and make some breakfast!" she cheered.

She ran into the kitchen and looked around with wide eyes at the nice looking room. "Wow…whoever gave us this was really generous." She whispered.

Harry smiled lightly and nodded. It was nice, much nicer than his Aunts and Uncles. Mew sat Harry down on the table and gave him a kiss on the nose causing him to giggle. "Now you wait right here while I cook you up something AMAZING!" she cheered before walking over to the stove and blinked. "Now how do they use this thing again?"

She turned one of the knobs. "Did...that work?" She asked. Harry nodded.

"I think so..." Frowning, Mew decided to test it by pressing her hand against the burner. Big mistake.

"EYAAAAAGH!" She shrieked, clutching her burning hand. "Ow! Hot!" She blew on her hand repeatedly. "Stupid thing!"

"You shouldn't touch it..." Harry squeaked, hiding behind the table.

"Lesson learned..." Mew agreed, shoulders sagging. "Well, now what?"

"Y-You need a pot...or a pan..."

Mew blinked before looking around then razing a confused brow. "Where are they?" she asked.

"They should be up top…in the cabinets." He said pointing up top.

Mew followed his finger and found the cabinets she opened them up and found a few pots and pans, she smiled in successes before pulling out a pan while a pot started to role before falling right on her head.

Mew fell to the ground with swirly eyes and a large bump on her head was forming.

"Ms. Mew!" Harry shouted and ran over to her he shook her lightly. "Wake up please…please wake up…please don't go away…"

"Finland!" Mew exclaimed before sitting up and shaking her head. "Owie..." She glared at the pot. "Stupid mean pot!" She kicked it and sent it flying. It bounced off the wall and hit her in the face, sending her sprawling onto her back. "Aww..." She pouted, crossing her arms. Harry reached down to help her up. "Thank you, dear." She said gratefully.

"You're welcome..." He replied. "Are you sure you don't want me to do it...?"

"Too little." Mew insisted. "Let the big girl handle it." She turned back to the oven. "Okay, you j***." She said. "I'm ready for you now!" She placed the pan on the oven. "Okay! Now what?"

"Now you put the food in the pan..." Harry replied.

"Right!" Mew saluted.

Mew opened the fridge and looked over what was available. "Hmmm. What to make, what to make."

"Eggs…always looked good…" he mumbled.

Mew heard him and reached for the carton of eggs. She felt slight pain in her heart at the other Pokémon who had died to make these eggs and offered a small prayer to them before walking back over to the stove.

"Now what sweetie?" she asked him.

"You crack the eggs and put the stuff inside in the pan." He explained to her.

Mew nodded her head with a determined expression. She picked up an Egg and shivered lightly at the idea she was holding before gently smacking the egg on the side of the pan causing it to crack, but she was too hard and the yoke was sent flying into her face.

"AGH!" She screamed. "I'M COVERED IN BABY POKEMON GOO! HELP! HELLLP!" She began to run around in a panic and ended up crashing into the refrigerator, falling on her back. Then the fridge fell over on top of her. Harry stared with wide eyes. "I'm okay..." Came Mew's muffled voice. Harry stood and walked over to the fridge, then began pushing on it.

"It won't move!" He called out. A pink aura surrounded the fridge. It floated upward into the air, then stood back up.

Harry looked down to see Mew lying on the floor. She was flattened like a pancake and her eyes were spinning like wheels. "Owie..." She moaned. Harry bent over to help her up.

Mew regained her previous width and crossed her arms with a huff. "I WILL finish this breakfast!" She declared.

Harry gripped her hands. "Please…please let me do it…" he begged her.

"But your-"

"I don't want to see you hurt anymore…" he mumbled with a sad look that pained the pink haired woman.

Mew let out a soft sigh and lifted him up in her arms and walked him over to the stove. "I'll be right here." She said sternly.

Harry nodded his head and got to work.

Mew watched both amazing and sad at how easily he was making breakfast. It seemed like he had done this many times, and that thought alone made her heart sink.

She looked up when she heard chopping and saw the boy chopping up some lettuce he had found. The large knife in his hands made her eyes grow wide in horror.

"NOOOOOO!" She dove forward and grabbed the knife. "You shouldn't be using stuff like this!"

"But I need it to cut the lettuce..."

"Won't this work...?" Mew pulled out a butter knife. Harry stared at her. She tried and failed to use it to cut into some lettuce. She groaned. "I don't WANT you using a big knife..."

"I'll be okay." Harry assured her.

"But what if you're not?"

"I WILL be."

"I don't want you getting hurt!" she said forcefully then felt guilty when the boy flinched and looked down in shame. "I…I'm…"

"Sorry…I shouldn't have talked back…I deserved to get hit now…" he mumbled closing his eyes.

The combined fact that he had said that and looked fine with it broke her heart. She ran to him and lifted him into her arms and held him tight. She never wanted to let him go now. Never wanted to let him feel any pain.

Harry blinked up at her with wide confused eyes. "Ms…Mew?" he asked softly.

"I will never…ever hurt you…" she whispered to him softly kissing his forehead.

Harry stared up at her with wide eyes before looking down. "I'm sorry…I just thought…that since you were a Pokemon…you would not want to eat your own kind…so I wanted to make you something else…just for you…" he said softly.

Mew sniffled slightly and hugged him tighter. "You're too nice..." She said with a soft whimper. "WAY too nice..." The two stayed like that for several minutes before Mew got an idea. "I know!" She said, perking right up. "Let's hire a personal chef!" Harry blinked.

"Huh?"

"Yeah! We can find someone else to cook for us!" Mew was grinning broadly at this point.

"But...But how...?" Mew looked thoughtful.

"How do people do this?" She asked.

"I...I dunno..."

"Well then I guess we go out and find out!" she said with a smile.

Harry stared up at her then back at the stove. "But…"

"When your bigger okay…" she promised him brushing his hair back lightly.

Harry hesitated but gave a slow nod. "Okay…" he moved over and turned off the oven and to the shock of Mew the egg carton started to float in the air before landing back into the open fridge before it closed itself.

"Harry…" she turned to look at him with wide eyes but froze at his terrified expression.

"I'M SORRY!" He panicked. "I DIDN'T MEAN TO DO IT, I-" Mew clapped a hand over his mouth gently. He looked at her, expecting anger...But she was grinning ear to ear.

"Oh...my...GOSH!" Mew squealed in delight. "Oh my gosh you used some kind of power!"

"H-Huh...?"

"I mean, it's not psychic, 'cause it felt different, but it's still a great power!"

"B-But..."

"It was amazing!" she squealed excitedly. "Your amazing, oh look at you so young and already using such cool powers."

"But it's bad…"

Mew shook her head. "No way! It's a part of you buddy, and anything apart of you is never a bad thing."

Harry lowered his head down. "Then…why do I get punished for it…"

"Huh?"

"Why do I get called a freak? Why does it get me in trouble and gets me hit…

Mew grimaced in disgust. "Because your icky family was mean." She explained. "They just don't get it."

"I don't get it either..." Harry admitted, looking down. "What is this stuff...?"

"I dunno, but it's cool!" Mew said sincerely, ruffling his hair. He smiled softly.

"R-Really...?" He asked.

"Uh-huh!" Mew nodded. "Totally! And I'm gonna try and teach you how to use it!"

"So I don't hurt anyone with it...?"

"Well there's that but also so you can do other cool stuff!" She said excited.

Harry nodded now getting excited before both their tummy's started to rumble.

Mew blushed a dark red and giggled. "But first, let's get us something to eat. I'm sure the local town has something for us." She giggled at him.

Harry gave her a soft nod with a warm smile that melted her heart.

She picked him up, cradling him like a baby. "C'mon, let's go eat!" She said chipperly. She focused her energy and teleported out of the house.