Restless

His fingers danced on the smooth surface at a nervous tempo. He had been waiting for what felt like hours.

She flashed him a reassuring smile.

It wasn't everyday your partner Pokemon became a father. By default did this make him a grandfather or uncle? He didn't really know what relationship other than friendship he had with Pikachu.

"What's taking Brock so long to deliver the babies? Pichus hatch quickly!"

"Oh shhh Ash, once you see his litter it will be worth the wait."

Truly, Misty had been right. After the eggs were strategically pulled from the mother, Brock had ran at a frantic pace to hatch the newborns. Covered in an array of matted, yellow fur the Pichus made their first chirps. Pikachu had never looked happier.

He had been restless for nothing.