Mewtwo, or Scarfy, was sitting under his usual tree. he had a book with a mug on top of it, the mug full of tea and the book about Pokemon history. he wasn’t reading or focused on either of the objects. the pokemon was zoned out in his own mind, no one being able to tell what he’s thinking. ~ Meanwhile Newtwo was inside focused on the children, Huey and Pig. Mew was being the silly grandma she was. no one was interested on checking on Mewtwo since he was already lost in thought.