The morning sun filtered through the curtains of my Pallet Town bedroom, painting the room in soft gold. The place was a wreck—sheets twisted into knots, pillows scattered like fallen Pokémon, the air heavy with the lingering heat of last night. My body thrummed with the aftereffects of the Dragonic Aura Max Pill, my muscles stronger, my senses sharper, and the Incubus title's power still tingling in my veins. I stretched, a satisfied ache in my limbs, my heart pounding with a joy I couldn't quite name.
Cynthia, Misty, and Sabrina lay sprawled across the bed, their faces glowing with blissful smiles, even in sleep. Cynthia's blonde hair spilled over the pillow, her hand resting protectively on her stomach, a serene radiance about her. Misty's fiery locks were a tangled mess, her arm slung over Sabrina, whose usual intensity was softened by sleep, her psychic aura a gentle hum. They're everything, I thought, my chest tightening with love. Pikachu snoozed at the bed's edge, his tiny snores blending with Blaze's soft yips from the floor, the shiny Growlithe's silver fur catching the light.
Careful not to disturb them, I sat up, my enhanced physique making every movement effortless. The system pinged, its translucent panel shimmering in my vision. Let's check on her. I focused on Cynthia, activating the scan:
Name: Cynthia Ketchum
Gender: Female
Status: Pregnant with twins
A grin spread across my face, joy bursting like a Thunderbolt. Twins! My mind flooded with images—two little ones with Cynthia's sharp intellect and my stubborn heart, chasing Blaze through Pallet Town's fields. The Incubus title's 100% fertility control had delivered, and the thought of our secret family growing sent my spirits soaring.
Cynthia stirred, her eyes fluttering open, catching my grin. "Ash… what's that smile about?" she whispered, her voice thick with sleep, a playful edge to it.
I leaned close, my voice low. "You're pregnant. Twins."
Her breath caught, eyes widening as she sat up, hands flying to her belly. "Twins?" she gasped, tears glistening. She threw her arms around me, her warmth anchoring me. "Oh, Ash… our babies!" Her whisper was fierce, a mix of awe and determination, as if guarding our secret.
Misty and Sabrina woke at the quiet commotion, blinking sleepily. "What's up?" Misty mumbled, brushing hair from her face, her usual fire dimmed by morning haze.
"Cynthia's pregnant—with twins," I said softly, keeping my voice hushed. "Just us for now, okay?"
Misty's eyes lit up, a squeal escaping before she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Twins! Cynthia, you're gonna be a mom!" She tackled Cynthia in a hug, careful to keep quiet. Sabrina's smile was subtle, but her psychic aura pulsed with warmth as she joined them. "This is… our secret joy," she murmured, her hand squeezing Cynthia's. "Our family grows stronger."
We huddled close, the four of us a tight knot of whispered excitement, the psychic barrier ensuring our words stayed private. "We'll tell Mom and Ember soon," Cynthia said, her voice trembling with happiness. "But for now… this is ours."
"Those kids are gonna have the best moms," I said, my voice firm, pulling them all into my arms. "And I'm gonna be the dad who makes sure they've got the world's strongest Pokémon team."
Pika-pi! Pikachu stirred, sparking lightly, sensing the mood. Blaze yipped, nuzzling my leg, his tail wagging like a metronome. I ruffled their heads, my mind buzzing with plans—training my Dragonite line with the Dragonic Aura's boost, preparing for the Indigo League, and now, dreaming of a future with our twins.
A soft knock came at the door. "Ash? Girls? Breakfast's ready!" Delia's voice called through the barrier. Sabrina flicked her wrist, lowering it just enough to let sound pass, and we exchanged a quick look, silently agreeing to keep the news close.
"Coming, Mom!" I called, my voice steady despite the thrill in my chest. As we dressed, the room's chaos a testament to our passion, the system chimed softly:
Family Bond Boost Activated: Team morale increased by 20%. All Pokémon loyalty +10.
New Mission: Prepare for Fatherhood
Rewards: Parenting Skill Module, Rare Candy x5
I chuckled, imagining the system guiding me through diaper changes. But the real reward was this moment—the secret we shared, the love binding us. We stepped into the living room, Delia bustling with pancakes and Berries, Ember giggling as Blaze chased her feet. Cynthia's hand found mine, her touch a promise of the future.
After a hearty breakfast filled with laughter and Ember's endless questions about Blaze's shiny fur, the evening called us to unwind. The sun dipped low, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, and I suggested a walk to the cliffs overlooking Pallet Town—a favorite spot from my childhood where the breeze carried the scent of the sea. Cynthia, Misty, and Sabrina agreed, their eyes sparkling with the shared secret that warmed our bond. Pikachu rode my shoulder, while Blaze scampered ahead, his silver coat glowing under the twilight.
We settled on the cliffside, the grass soft beneath us, the ocean's rhythm a soothing backdrop. Cynthia leaned against me, her head on my shoulder, her hand subtly resting on her stomach. "This feels… perfect," she murmured, her voice soft but heavy with meaning. Misty sprawled on the grass, tossing a pebble into the distance, while Sabrina sat cross-legged, her psychic aura blending with the evening calm. "It's like the world's holding its breath for us," she said, her eyes distant yet warm.
Misty grinned, nudging me. "You're gonna be a dad, Ash. Better start practicing your lullabies."
I laughed, ruffling her hair. "I'll have Pikachu sing 'em. Right, buddy?" Pika! Pikachu sparked playfully, earning a giggle from Cynthia. The moment felt sacred, our secret binding us tighter than ever. I imagined our twins here someday, running with Blaze, learning to battle under these stars. The Dragonic Aura pulsed faintly in my chest, a reminder of my strength—and the responsibility it carried.
Meanwhile, at Professor Oak's laboratory, the glow of a video call screen illuminated the cluttered room. Professor Oak leaned back in his chair, a proud smile tugging at his lips as he spoke to his granddaughter, Daisy, her face bright with curiosity on the other end.
"You should see what Ash has been up to, Daisy," Oak said, his voice rich with excitement. "He's brought back evidence that's rewriting our understanding of Pokémon. Photos of Ho-Oh—clear as day, a legendary most researchers only dream of glimpsing. And that's not all. He's got a Gastly that speaks human language, articulate as you or me. Can you imagine the implications?"
Daisy's eyes widened, her researcher's soul igniting. "A talking Gastly? That's… unprecedented! How's he managing that?"
Oak chuckled, adjusting his glasses. "That's just the start. Ash revived fossil Pokémon—Omanyte and Kabuto, species academia declared extinct centuries ago. They're thriving under our care, and the data he's sent me… it's a treasure trove. Migration patterns, behavioral quirks, even hints of ancient ecosystems."
Daisy leaned closer to the screen, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Grandpa, that's incredible! Ash must be… extraordinary to pull this off." Her voice held a note of awe, and something more—a spark of personal interest. An age gap's nothing compared to this, she thought, her mind racing with the possibilities of working alongside him, unraveling these mysteries together.
Oak's eyes twinkled, catching the shift in her expression. "He's something special, alright. His passion, his instincts… they're unmatched. You'd like him, Daisy. Maybe you should visit, see his Pokémon for yourself."
Daisy bit her lip, her research passion burning brighter, now tinged with curiosity about the trainer himself. "Maybe I will," she said, a determined glint in her eyes. "I need to meet this Ash Ketchum."
Back at the cliffside, the stars began to emerge, mirroring the glow in my heart. Cynthia squeezed my hand, her secret smile a promise of our future. The system's mission lingered in my mind—Prepare for Fatherhood—but as I looked at my wives, Pikachu, and Blaze, I knew I was already on the path. The Indigo League awaited, but tonight, under the vast Kanto sky, our hidden joy—twins, a new beginning—shone brighter than any victory.
Just then, a massive shadow swept across the sky, the wind gusting with powerful wingbeats. A Dragonite landed before us, its scales glinting, a bag slung over its shoulder. Not my Ancient Dragonite—this one's attire screamed purpose, a messenger I'd heard rumors about. It handed me a sealed letter, its eyes sharp and assessing, before flapping its wings and soaring into the dusk.
"What's that?" Misty asked, leaning closer as I broke the seal. Cynthia and Sabrina crowded in, their curiosity palpable.
The letter was from Mewtwo—the rogue Pokémon who'd escaped Team Rocket, wrestling with its existence as Mew's clone. It had crafted replica Pokémon on New Island, declaring itself the ultimate Pokémon and Trainer.
This Dragonite, alongside a controlled Nurse Joy, had been scouring Kanto for worthy challengers. My clash with Gary's Kingler had earned me an invitation. "Three days from now," I read aloud, my voice steady.
"New Island. Mewtwo and Mew."huh ash muttered with a grin
" An invitation for best trainer huh bring it on, but cynthia you staying behind this time" ash said with the matter of tone.
cynthia doesn't refute as she herself know being pregnant she need to be extra careful.
Pika-pi! Pikachu sparked, ready for action, while Blaze growled softly, his silver fur bristling. I nodded, the challenge igniting my blood. "Three days to prepare. Let's make 'em count."