Just a little something I wrote a while ago. R&R! Happy b-day!

"Norby?"

Norbert turned around in his chair. "Yeah, Dag?" he asked. "This had better be quick; these commercials don't last too long." He took a sip of his Yahoo soda.

"Where do babies come from?" Daggett asked, cocking his head to the side perplexedly.

Norbert's eyes bulged near completely out of their sockets as he spit out his soda all over the TV, shorting it out. Dang, he thought.

"W— why do you want to know that, D— Daggett?" Norb asked, hands shaking and sweating.

"Oh, just some spooty thing out of the blue that seems like an enigma to me."

"Uhh, Daggy, sit down a minute."

"Will it help you answer faster?"

Trembling and at a loss for words, Norbert only nodded. Dag sat down.

Norbert hid his fear of Daggett's reaction and tried to act as cool as possible, putting on a warm smile. He took a deep breath to steady himself.

"Baby beavers come about when a mommy and daddy really love each other, and one day they go into a bedroom and… uhh… they… erm…" Norbert was at a loss for words. They were there, they just didn't want to come out.

"What? What do they do?" Daggett prodded.

"Th— they… they…" Norbert struggled.

"Come on, spit it out!"

"They…" Norbert sighed. "You know what, this is a mommy and daddy question."

"Oh," Daggett said. "MOM! DAD!" He bolted out the door.

"DAGGETT! NO!" Norbert gasped and ran off after his clueless little brother of four minutes.

The two ran for a few miles before finding their parents' dam.

Daggett was about to knock on the door when Norbert finally lunged to grab his tail, causing him to fall flat on his face.

"Daggy," Norb panted, "you can't… ask… Mom and Dad. They'll kill me. Not you… me."

"Why you?"

"The answer's not….eem-por-tahnt. It's just…" Norbert relentfully sighed. "I can tell you where babies come from, if you really want me to."

"OK."

Back at their own dam, Norbert sat Daggett down again.

"Dag," Norb started, "you're a big beaver, right? As in you can handle things only meant for big beavers?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Dag waved his paw. "Get to the spooty point."

"Well," Norbert sighed, "OK. So, once upon a time there was a bee."

"A BEE?" Daggett interrupted. "What does a spooty BEE have to do with anything?"

"Oh, boy," Norbert muttered under his breath. He raised his paw and took out a finger.

"So, there you have it, Dag-a-lumpkins. That is where babies come from." Norbert sighed in relief.

There was a moment of silence.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Daggett screamed. He took a deep breath. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Another breath. "AHHHHHHHHH!"

"Are you done yet?" Norbert asked.

"Wait," Daggett said. "AHHHH! Okay, now I'm done. So, I could do all that right NOW if I wanted to?"

"In a nutshell, yes," Norbert answered.

Daggett stared at his brother.

Norbert's eyes widened. "No," he said. " NO! NO, NO, NO! NO! NO-NO! NO!"

Several hours later, " NO! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! NO! NO—"

"NO WHAT?" Daggett finally yelled in Norbert's face.

"NO— wait, what?"

"You've been saying 'no' all day! No what?"

"… You mean there's not something you want to ask me?"

"No."

"Do you even remember what I told you?"

"About what?"

Norbert just stared. Then he started laughing hysterically. He fell on the floor, laughing.

"Uhh, Norb?" Daggett asked.

Norbert continued to laugh.

"Norb, what are you laughing about?"

"It's just," Norb said, "that I told you all of that, yet you don't even remember! It's hysterical!" He laughed more.

"… OK, then," Daggett said. "Uhh, good night, Norby." He walked upstairs to their room.

Norbert laughed all the rest of the night.

THE END (at least, for now)

I love The Angry Beavers!

... even though I was born in 2002. Dangit, I just missed Invader Zim, too.