Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon…that's it. If you were expecting something smart, don't look in the mirror!

Welcome to my second one shot and enjoy!

It was early afternoon in pallet town, and Ash had just got back from the mall. As soon as he got inside the house, he immediately ran to his room and stashed a long object. After securing his valuables, he peaked out his door for two of his best friends.

"Hey Misty, May!" Ash called. The said girls came to his door.

"What's up Ash?" Misty inquired.

"I have something really cool to show you two. Do you want to see it?"

They both nodded and followed him inside. When they were inside, Ash closed his door. "My mom doesn't like for me to have this kind of stuff, so I had to hide it here." He sat on his bed and dug his hand on the corner. The girls sat by his side.

"What are you trying to hide?" May asked.

"This…"

Meanwhile, Brock was just by Ash's bedroom door when he heard a gasp. "Wow…it's so big!" Brock froze in his tracks. That was Misty's voice.

"What's going in there?" Curious, Brock started to listen in. He could tell from the sounds that they were sitting on his bed, but why did they have the door closed?

"Pretty impressive isn't it?" Ash boasted.

"Hey, can I touch the stick?" May pleaded.

"No way May. It's mine and it's not a stick!"

Brock's jaw dropped. So that is why he closed the door! He would have never guessed that Ash would do such a thing. How lucky can a 14 year old get these days?

"Let me play with it. Don't be so greedy." Misty said.

"Hey, let go! You're gonna break it!"

"That's no fair, let me play with it!" Now May was trying to grab it.

Brock couldn't believe his ears. The girls were fighting over it! Why couldn't he be in a fight like that? Just then, Delia came up the stairs and saw Brock.

"Brock, do you know where Ash is?"

"Well…he's kinda…busy right now." Brock answered, gesturing the closed door.

"Come on guys, quit trying to grab it! There's enough of it for both of you!" Ash said.

Even Delia was starting to get ideas. "What is Ash doing in there?"

Brock rummaged his mind for an answer. He surely couldn't tell her that her innocent son was doing THAT. "He's just having a little fun with the girls…no wait, that didn't sound right. He is just fooling around—ack! That didn't sound good either! Um…he's having a good time in there, no, wait!"

Delia was getting impatient with his babbling. "Brock, just tell me what he is doing!"

"Hey, you guys are heavy! Get off and let go of it!"

"I just want to play with the big stick. Misty's the one who wants to keep it!"

"No wait, stop! You guys are moving it too much! WAAAH!"

The girls gasped. "Aw man, now we're all wet!"

Ash got irritated. "Well, if you girls would've stopped jerking with it this wouldn't have happened! My pants are soaking wet now!"

That tore it. Delia grabbed the door handle and flung the door open, and for a moment she was startled. The three teens were covered in white liquid and the girls were on top of Ash, trying to wrestle him down. Brock fainted after getting enough excitement.

Delia snapped.

"ASH KETCHUM, YOU BETTER EXPLAIN YOURSELF!" She roared.

Never in Ash's life had he seen his mom look so livid. "Um…well you see…err…" He had no way of getting out of the situation.

He was caught.

Showing surrender, he showed his mother what they had been fighting over. "Sorry mom. I know you said not to have this kind of stuff in the house, but I made sure not to buy a real one."

"…What?" When Delia regained her composure, she noticed something that she didn't see earlier. A half empty milkshake had spilled over and the object that the two girls were fighting over wasn't what she thought it was. "You girls were just fighting over a wooden katana the entire time?" The girls nodded, resulting in Delia sighing in relief.

Misty was a little confused. "What else did you think we would fight over? Certainly not Ash." She joked, catching Ash's glare. She thought about the situation and what was said. That was when her eyes widened. "Mrs. Ketchum! I'm surprised at you!" Misty blushed.

"What?" May asked, confused. Misty leaned in and whispered in her ear. When Misty finished, May's face reddened considerably. "Never in a million years!"

"What are you two talking about?" Ash inquired. Both of the girls whispered it in Ash's ear. "Oh…I don't get it." Both of the girls fell over in astonishment. Misty leaned in and whispered again. "I still don't know what you are talking about.

Misty sighed hopelessly. "Think about what Brock broods over time to time."

It took a minute for Ash to think about it. "You mean about the size of his—oh….OH! MOM!" Ash reddened as well.

Never had Delia felt so embarrassed in her life. "I-I didn't mean to think that! It was just the way you three were talking!"

"I can't believe you would think such dirty thoughts!" Ash gasped.

"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't, but it just happened!"

"It's okay mom, and besides…I showed them that last night!"

3 minutes later…

"I was just kidding mom!" Ash tried to reason, running for his life.

"GET BACK HERE ASH KETCHUM!" Delia yelled, chasing him with the wooden sword in hand.

Oh what fun that was to write! It's a bit short, but a one shot's a one shot! Stay tuned for the next one!