As Mr. Mime looked at the srange Pokemon he could tell he was powerful but not here to cause trouble for it, or the wonderful woman that allows him to stay in her home. Ash had finally found a banana bunch and swiftly plucked two off for himself and Pichu, shutting the fridge he walked over to the table sitting down in a chair and peeling a banana for Pichu handing the baby Pokemon half of it setting the other half in the peel down in front of the little guy before peeling the one for himself. Before he could take two bites of his snack, Delia and professor Oak walked into the kitchen still a little dazed from the shock Pichu gave them.

" Such a powerful little guy." Delia said, with a bit of a moan of pain as she sat down still seeing stars.

" Very true so Ash where did you get such an unusual and powerful Pichu?" The professor ask not noticing the deep blush on Ash's cheeks. Pikachu started beaming and humming with barely held back excitement of his son being praised as powerful but unsure about the unusual comment, he dicided to let it go as the professor didn't seem to say it in ill intent.

" Pikachu is the father." Ash said a bit hurriedly in his embarrassment dropping his gaze to the table in front of him. He didn't want to tell them he was the mother just imagining having to do so, made his blush deepen even more until his whole face was red. Even in her dazed mind Delia saw the red flush in her sons face even with it down she knew that look he had, he was hiding something and put a stern look on her face asking.

" What have you done mister?" And although she said it half jokingly and with no malice knowing that with her look she could get Ash to spill everything he ever kept secret. Ash was giving a good impression of a Stantler caught in the headlights and started hyperventilating.

" Oh man how am I going to tell her that I am the mother of Pichu, especially with the professor here, he might want to run some kind of test on me." Ash thought to himself, well thought he did anyways as his young mind filled itself with images of himself strapped to a table while a dark and sinisterly looking professor Oak stood next to him poking and prodding him with different types of medical instruments, before long he noticed the different stares directed his way.

" W-w-w-what?" Ash asked tentivly some what shyly all of a sudden with all the attention on him.

" You are the mother of this Pichu." Was the first thing said and it came from all three who didn't know as they pointed at said Pokemon, even Mr. Mime. Ash's eyes shot open as wide as they could go as he stammered incoherently as he tried to explain, before he just broke down crying wailing about how Mewtwo had messed with his DNA, pointing at the clone with an accusing finger, breaking down into sniffles and hiccups at the end. Hearing enough of it to know her baby boy had gone through some horrible, in her mind, experiences. Delia leveled Mewtwo with her most furious glare at Mewtwo with promises of pain.

" what have you done to my baby?" Delia asked screaming at Mewtwo, with all her maternal instincts flaring hot with rage this Pokemon had done something Ash. Getting up with a huff she began to walk slowly, yet very menacingly towards the psychic clone extending her arms slowly like she was going to gently place her hands on his shoulders, but was really reaching for his neck she never got the chance to close her fingers around his throat as Mewtwo suddenly teleported away, with the object of her anger suddenly gone she let out a furious cry." Get the fuck out of here, you fucked up you hear me don't come any where near my boy again!" Delia screamed after the missing Pokemon before all her anger deflated and she went to comfort her son, her only child who had probably held his emotions in until she had given him her look. Seeing Pichu was now huddled in Ash's lap shoving his face into the boy's belly in a futile attempt to protect itself and get away from, in it's young mind who was a scary dragon lady whom scared off his estranged master. Ash was hugging him and whispering soothing words in Pichu's ear just as his own mother had done for him when he was younger and was scared or hurt. Seeing her son with Pichu, and noticing the professor eyeing them in a way that told her he was studying Ash, at least it was non invasively, but her son had brought back some fond memories of the past and the crying baby Pokemon was pulling on her manternal instincts even more. Pikachu was sucking down the last of his ketchup bottle, bringing a slight twitch to her eye. Pikachu walked to the trash can and threw away his garbage then jumped up onto Ash's lap and hugged Pichu letting minuscule amounts of electricity to flow into the young electric type calming him much faster with both parents working in their own way to reassure the little one that it was safe. Bringing herself down to Pichu's eye level gently Delia stroked the little bit of electric sac showing on his cheek affectionately the little mouse turned with a questioning look, all she did was open her arms and smiled reassuringly that she want going to hurt him. Looking up at Ash seeing his nod, Pichu leapt into the embrace of his grandma. Delia held Pichu closely but never squeezed tightly she didn't want to hurt him or make him so uncomfortable to let loose another electric attack. Before long Pichu's little stomach grumbled noisily and half a banana minus the peel was handed to him by Ash before he could start to squirm in Delia's arms. Munching happily Pichu was content to stay put and finish his snack. Staring fondly at his son Ash started to think about when he was younger and his mother would hold him to comfort him after a Pokemon would sometimes pop out of a bush before running off scaring him. Ash started to feel jealous and in his simifragile state of mind wanted to be held like his mom use to hold him, like how she was doing for Pichu now. Professor Oak and Pikachu both watched as Ash began to regress to a six year old within a few moments of watching his mom and Pichu. After a few disorienting dizzy spell Ash let out a startled yelp when he noticed he was smaller than he should be, attracted by the younger voice of her son Delia looked up at Ash, startled herself to see him looking like he was six again. He was hyperventilating before a calm familiar voice spoke out into everyone's ears that was in the room.

" Calm down Ash your hyperventilating and scaring your mother." Everyone turned to see Misty, Brock and Tracey standing in the door to the living room, amazingly enough it was Misty who spoke up but there was something Ash could see in her eyes and before anyone could say anything or even blink, Misty was across the room and was cuddling Pichu fondly paying special attention to his cheeks.

" Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh he is so cute!" Misty exclaimed it seems she was smitten too by Pichu's charms, Pikachu too was feeling a bit down about this but he knew that Ash was just as proud as Pikachu was of Pichu. Even if they were a bit jealous and depressed a bit.

" Heh sorry about her we was kinda on the route here when we heard Ash's mom's shout of pure fury we was concerned then when was about to knock we heard an unfamiliar shout so..." Tracey's words trailed off as everyone in the dinning room looked at the boys still in the doorways. Brock was waiting outside the open front door wavering sheepishly at the occupants inside.

" Ah hello hehe sorry about their rude entrance." Brock said from his place outside, Delia noticed the boy was waiting for permission to enter the house and a smile she waved the boy in.

" Come in, come in Brock it is always nice to get visitors can I get any of you something to eat or drink?" Delia said before asking as her manners as a hostess kicked in.

(Later at night)

With a place for everyone laid out Ash caring an asleep Pichu and followed by Pikachu walked to his room and once he turned on the lights he saw Mewtwo laying on his stomach sleeping on Ash's bed, shrugging his shoulders Ash started to lay himself a futon down when Mewtwo pulled him into the bed.