AN: I still have a few more chapters to go until Crossover Conundrum is finished. In the meantime, I decided to give you guys this.

This is a very special story, as it was based on a request from a reader. I hope that you guys like it! :)

Chapter 1 Mother's Day

"Larry? Larry!"

Larry looked up from his phone in a daze. He was currently in Iggy's lab, and Iggy was staring at him grumpily.

"Huh? What's going on?" Larry asked. Iggy sighed in frustration.

"Were you even paying attention to what I was saying?"

Larry hesitated, trying to rack his brain for the last thing that his brother said to him. Unfortunately, his mind came up blank.

"Well...uh, no," he said.

Iggy rolled his eyes so far up into his head that they almost got stuck there.

"Come on, Larry. I've put a lot of time into this project. I would really appreciate it if you would pay attention to me when I explain its functions to you!"

Larry shook his head and looked down at his phone again. The glowing flat screen was practically begging to be touched; the tabs were screaming for Larry to explore them. Larry could feel the temptation like it was a chain wrapping around his body and choking the air out of his lungs. Nevertheless, he still put the phone face down on the table. He could always look at it once Iggy was done with his presentation.

"Okay, Iggy," Larry said as he looked at his brother with an interested expression. "I'm all yours."

Iggy smiled gratefully.

"I appreciate it, Lawrence." He cleared his throat and directed Larry to the machine that he had been working on. It reminded Larry of a toaster, as it was a small, silver box. However, there were a few key features that separated the invention from a toaster. For one thing, it had a bunch of multicolored buttons on the side. It also had a long, snake like plug that connected it to Iggy's computer, and it had a helmet connected to the top via a silver tube.

"Okay," Iggy began. "Seeing how psychology was one of my nine majors in college, I have always been fascinated by the mind. I've always wanted to get an insight into how a person thinks, and how their memories are formed. Well, this device is the perfect tool to help me achieve just that."

Larry heard his phone vibrate on the tabletop. Larry began to wonder what kind of notification that he had gotten. Was it an email? A text message? An update from one of his friends on social media? Dang it, why didn't he put the phone on silence?

"When this device is hooked up to the internet," Iggy continued, oblivious to the sound produced from the phone, "it will allow the person wearing the helmet to gain access to the inner workings of a person's mind." Larry could see that his brother was growing more and more giddy by the second. Which was ironic, because Larry was growing more and more anxious by the second. Why couldn't Iggy hurry it up with his presentation so that Larry could look at his phone?

"Seriously Lawrence, I cannot wait until this device is one hundred percent complete," Iggy said with a bright smile. "The closest thing that we have to something like this at the current moment are memory spheres. But this…" Iggy laughed. "Oh, it will be able to do so much more! You can explore a person's imagination, you can view a person's repressed memories. Oh man, you could tap into a person's very psyche. It'll be incredible!"

Larry couldn't take it anymore; he just had to look. So, while Iggy's back was turned, he picked up his phone. He found that the notification he had gotten wasn't anything special. It was just an alert that Mother's Day was tomorrow.

Mother's Day; the one holiday that Larry desperately wished that he could celebrate with someone. Since he had no idea who his biological mother was, Mother's Day had always been an enigma to him. It was like a holiday celebrated by people of an entirely different culture. Sure, Larry knew the basic concept, and he knew what you were supposed to do. But seeing how he had no one to really celebrate the holiday with, it just seemed...alien to him.

Thinking about this, Larry started to feel extremely sad. He had always wished that he knew who his mother was. One of the very first questions he remembered asking Bowser was why he didn't have a mommy. It was sad really. Because he didn't have a mother, Larry felt that he was an outsider to some secret club; an outcast from a really popular clique.

Why did his mother have to abandon them? Did she want the Koopalings? Was she even still alive?

"Larry!"

Larry was so surprised that he dropped the phone in shock, causing a crack the size of a canyon to form on the screen.

"Oh, son of a chomp," Larry said in frustration. "Iggy, you startled me!" Larry snickered. "Man, you should try auditioning for the part of a horror movie monster or something."

Iggy stared at him, unamused by the joke. In fact, he looked more than just unamused; he looked downright angry.

"I thought I asked you to pay attention!" he stormed. Larry sighed.

"Look, Iggy; I'm sorry," he said as he picked up the phone. Despite Larry's apology, Iggy's anger was not mitigated in the slightest.

"I have been working on this project for the past year! This is a device that could change the very world that we live in, and all that you're concerned about is your cellular device?!"

Larry did feel a little bad for Iggy. While Larry wasn't as big about science as his brother was, he did recognize that Iggy was very passionate about the subject.

"I'm sorry," Larry said. "Look, if you want to talk about your device, I will pay more attention than I ever have before. And just to make sure of that…" Larry handed his phone to Iggy…. "I'll let you hold onto this until you are done."

Iggy looked shocked at his younger brother. Then he smiled.

"Thank you, Lawrence."

"No problem, Ignatius," Larry said with a chuckle.

So, Iggy got right back to explaining the ins and outs of his invention. While Larry was doing his best to stay engaged, there was still one part of him that was nagging at the back of his mind. Actually, it was one question in particular.

Who was his mother?