6 The study of pink

After professor Oak had seen Mew in person, he seemed to have changed from the calm and gentle person into an eccentric freak that couldn't keep his hands off of Mew.

He could often be found talking to himself, mumbling about theories he could prove, the height and length differences, the sheen of the fur, etc.

To be honest, even Mew was a bit creeped out by it. Why continue talking to yourself if you could have fun instead?

Following that thought, Mew literally teleported himself and professor Oak to his birthplace, the giant white tree. Once the professor was done pondering, Mew could continue playing with them.

That day, professor Oak was occupied with taking samples of the tree and its surroundings. When he had free time, he would spend time playing with Mew and was dragged all over the place, from places with a lot of pokémon to places with a beautiful view and abundance in food.

By nightfall, Mew teleported him back to the lab and frolicked around with the other pokémon in the lab.

Every now and then Mew would see a new trainer receive their first pokémon, see new pokémon arrive through the metal box, play with the pokémon and prank the lab assistants.

After a few more days had passed, professor Oak exclaimed in happiness as he was done with his thesis.

Mew looked at him as if he had gone crazy when he began to hug a few pokémon, ending up being electrocuted by the electric-type pokemon.

Like before, Mew quickly grew bored and finally decided he would leave. He had played enough with the pokémon here, fooled around enough and was poked around enough.

Professor Oak should have other things to play with, so Mew didn't feel anything with the thought of leaving. Mew flew around the premises of the lab, saying goodbye to all the pokémon he had played with.

As a means of goodbye to the assistants, Mew for once didn't hide their stuff and just left some berries in the lockers.

Finally, Mew went to professor Oak and waved at him, giggling as he circled around him.

Professor Oak only laughed at the antics of Mew and continued writting the last parts on the manuscript.

Mew looked over his shoulder to see why he was still so busy.

Once he saw it, Mew fell down in laughter at the title and the drawings. The drawings were very well done, all picturing Mew from different angles. It was just the title that was a bit funny. A study of pink, Mew. Professor Oak had a questionable naming sense.

Done laughing, Mew finished the last few berries and left the lab, wondering where he should go next.