Um...right...here are two extremely short stories based on some ships. I trust that you know what ships are, and how twisted they can get (like Ash and Gary or Pikachu and a ketchup bottle.) Oh well. Here they are.

Story #1:
Oak: Ash...I am your father!
Ash: NOOOOOO! Now Gary and I can't get married because we're related!
Gary: We can't get married anyways! Pallet Town doesn't support gay marriages! Anyways, at least you're the lucky one here. I'm the one that has to call you "uncle!"
Jessie: Misty...I am your sister!
Misty: What?
Ash's Mom: Oh, Mimie, you're the only one that seems to understand my feelings!
Mimie: Mr. Mime!
Giovanni: Get away from that Mr. Mime! Deliah...you are my woman!
Brock: Wait a minute. If you and Giovanni did it, and the offspring isn't Ash, then who would the child be? Or did you use contraceptives.
Ash's Mom: No. We only did it once, and had twins!
Ash: Really? Who?
Ash's Mom: Richie and Todd!
*Ash falls over*
Pikachu: Pika pika pikachu! Pikapi pikachu! (Translation: Who should I sleep with tonight? Togepi or the ketchup bottle?)
Togepi: Togebriri!
Ketchup bottle:...
Meowth: Hey, what about me?
Pikachu: Pika pikapi. Pikapi pikachu! (Translation: I slept with you yesterday! We have to take turns!)
Archaic & CR: Okay, now you're going too far!


Story #2 (based on a theory that Jessie and James are Ash's real parents.)
James at 10: Jessie! What are you doing here? I'm not supposed to see you again!
Jessie at 10: Oh, James, I'm so lonely without you! I just had to come!
James at 10: All right. But let's go to Growly's room. It's safer there.

One night of hot sex later...

Jessie at 10: Mom! I'm pregnant!
Miyamoto: Really? That's great! Now I'm going to be a grandmother!
Giovanni: Or you think you will...You see, my wife needs a son, but she's sterile, so your daughter will be surrogate for her.
Miyamoto: But...
Giovanni: No buts! That's an order!

9 months later...

Giovanni: Look at what I found on the side of the road!
Ash's Mom: Oh! It's a baby! I always wanted one. Let's name him Ash.

James at 11: What? You were pregnant?
Jessie at 11: Yes, and they took our baby away.
James at 11: Our baby?
Jessie at 11: (nods sadly) Yes.

A few months later...

Ash's Mom: You piece of s---! What do you mean you've been sleeping around? That's it! I'm getting a divorce!
Giovanni: That's fine with me. I don't love you anymore! Take that little piece of trash with you! (points at Ash)

And you know the rest...