Mewtwo had to have written sonnets

Bro. Think about that shit.

Really think about that shit.

This dude was on 24-hour lockdown, pelican bay shit. He was stuck in that dark ass Cerulean Cave waiting for Ash to come through. Service in there was probably terrible. There’s no way he didn’t learn at least a few different hobbies.

Imagine my boy Mewtwo bouncing off rocks, learning parkour. Penning short stories. Making beats lol. Might have even got his interior design game up with all the cool crystals in there. Probably started to learn some gardening techniques. Growing his own food. I could see it. He was smart as shit, bro.

Yo, real shit, I just know he was in there cooking up. Mewtwo was an all-powerful, genetically-engineered super pokemon, capable of feats of psychological genius. There’s no way he wasn’t in there writing the next great Kanto-an novel or something. Like, really think about it, bro. He was probably on some shit.

He would probably be in there doing all kinds of cool shit and then get updates every two months or some shit about the trainers who were worthy to see him. Like a little RSS feed of worthy foes. And you know what, they probably came from that one dude standing guard outside the cave.

“Yo Two, n*ggas keep trying to get in to see you, but I tell them to get their bread up. Not letting just anybody pull up to fight you.”

Then he probably would respond like, “My guy. Appreciate you holding it down.”

Then they would dap each other and return to their posts.

And every time Mewtwo learned Ash lost at Indigo Plateau again, he was probably laughing to himself. Like, “YO what’s good with this man. I thought he was supposed to be ‘the one’. But he keep losing like this? Train harder, bro. Bust these weirdos’ ass so I can finally get some excitement around here. I’m over here bored with Golbat and Rhyhorn and shit fr lol”

Hahaha Mewtwo was probably that dude, man.

Just chillin lmao.

But wait.

If you really think about it…

Was bro good?

Maybe he was struggling in there? Maybe he had to lean on that rare candy a little bit too much for his liking. It’s possible he was so maxed out with that shit, level 100, that eventually popping the candy didn’t even feel like anything no more. There was nothing to take the edge off. Maybe he was close to throwing it all away.

Was he even convinced that waiting for Ash — or a trainer like him — would serve him in the long run? His name was out there, and people were coming from all over the world to challenge him. So stay put, right? Damn, I actually don’t know anymore, bro. Maybe he was actually too scared to explore the world with the weight of being a huge, 6’7”, physically and psychologically-imposing superpowered DNA specimen that could completely alter your fighting roster. He was paralyzed by the weight of all these responsibilities. So he just stayed inside the whole time. Maybe he was waiting for no one.

And after chilling in there for awhile, maybe — at that point — is when it turned into complacency.

Could he have reached out to Articuno? Did they speak? Not even on some telepathic mind communication shit?

I hope so, but I don’t know. Articuno was on some loner shit, too. Cold as shit out in the caves of Seafoam Island, with no room to spread his wings and fly. Separated from all his hermanos at birth. Not as talented as mewtwo, I guess, but he was on the same shit, probably. That’s wild, bro.

Everybody just in their own world, inside a dark cave.

Damn.

Because, think about it, bro. If Mewtwo really wanted to reach out to the other legendary pokemon, he would have, right? He wouldn’t have just stayed in his cave. He would have organized a legendary pokemon summit, or like a friendsgiving or something. They all been in those same positions before, trainers from all over the world talking crazy about them behind their back and coveting them from afar. Hoping to catch a glimpse. But no one actually checking in, and knowing what’s going on with them and shit.

They all know what it’s like not to be some regular everyday types, who you can just find outside in the wild. They some 1 of 1s. So they all been in each other’s shoes. I know it’s hard to imagine, but I just hope that they were in communication at some point, leaning on each other.

Pssssshhhhhhhh.

But we all know what happened next, man. Ash finally showed up — prolly saved the game right before talking to him — and eventually he caught Mewtwo and added him to the Pokedex. The rest is history, bro.

And I guess you could say Mewtwo traded the confinement of the dark, desolate Cerulean cave for the comforts of a Master Ball. He was gonna forever be on Ash’s hip, seeing the world alongside a great trainer with his strength and intellect being put to great use.

But, Mewtwo, if you’re reading this.

I want you to know, my brotha, that that time in the cave was not for nothing. You did right by yourself and you learned who you really were. Yeah, I’m sure you had some hard days. Real shit.

Days where you thought you’d never leave the cave. That you’d be stuck in there forever. Days where you hoped just one person would visit you in that cave. Even days where it wouldn’t have mattered if someone visited or not.

But the cave showed you that you’re enough on your own. That you can manage being surrounded only by your own thoughts. That’s between you and the cave, forever. And, if you really think about it, without the cave you would’ve never learned how strong you could be outside the cave.

And I want you to know that. You’re not the same Mewtwo — your heart would never be as full — without the darkness of the cave.

Keep your head up, bro.