To those of you who waited for an update, I'm sorry I took so long, but school's kind've a handfull right now...as always. Now here's chapter two. I'm sorry if it sucks.
Chapter Two
The ride back to Titans Tower was an awkward one. Well, for Terra anyways.
She was sitting beside Cyborg in the passenger seat of the T-Car, slinking down in the leather seat and keeping quiet as a poor attempt to hide herself from whatever form of teasing Cyborg would use on her.
She cleaned herself off before stepping foot in the car, but her uniform and hair were still a little messy. A twig here, a grass stain there.
That was a pretty awkward situation he had found her in with that X kid, and she knew that this was too good an opportunity for him to pass up. He was going to tell the others all about it and savor every moment of it as she would writhe in her agony and humiliation. And what would Beast Boy think if he found out? She was sure to find out first-hand soon enough.
To make matters worse, X had pulled a vanishing act and left Little Brion for Terra to care for by herself. Well, spending the day with her "son" probably wouldn't be so bad. Sure, she would probably smell like every bodily function a baby could possibly produce when the day was over, but it would be a fun ride. Or so she hoped.
Cyborg seemed especially happy. And why shouldn't he be? His joy meant her humiliation. And God was he going to be happy.
The half-robot cast a side-long, teasing smirk Terra's way just to rub it in.
Cradling her precious sleeping baby closer to her, she slinked down further in the seat, trying her hardest never to make eye-contact with him.
Cyborg decided to break the awkward silence with a little awkward conversation.
"So, Terra, anything interesting happen at school today?"
She knew what it was he was implying.
"Uh…we saw a movie today."
"Uh-huh. What about?" Cy played along, clearly enjoying watching her try and prolong the inevitable.
"Well…there was this guy in a giant egg suit trying to be gangster…"
"Was he doing a good job?"
"Not really, no…and then he got really mad and killed everyone on set."
"That sounds nice." Okay, Cyborg obviously wasn't listening. "So who was that kid you were messing around with?" he changed the subject, smirk still on his face.
Terra blushed a little.
"Oh, X? He's just my partner for a project. We're supposed to watch this egg together and—"
"So he's your partner?"
Alright, she should've seen that one coming.
"What?! No! We were just randomly picked to take care of this baby—"
"So he's just some random kid that you decided to "wrestle" and you have a baby with?" that annoying smirk was just getting bigger and bigger.
"Cyborg!" Terra whined, her cheeks growing a deep red from the embarrassment.
Cy couldn't help but laugh. Terra was like a little sister to him…and like any good big brother, his whole life (or at least a good portion of it) was dedicated to making her life a nervous wreck. But he looked over and saw how much she was suffering from all this, so—a new idea popping up in his head—he decided to try and cheer her up.
"Hey, you wanna freak the others out? I got a good idea for a prank!" he kindly offered.
Terra's face immediately lit up. If there was one thing that could cheer her up, it was a good-old-fashioned prank…and the looks on everyone's faces when it was over.
***
Minutes later, Cyborg and Terra arrived at the tower. They parked the T-car in the garage and snugly wrapped the sleeping egg baby in a blanket, covering all of him but his face (which really wasn't that much left to see).
Little Brion in Terra's arms, they made their way up the stairs and prepared to enter the main rec room, where the others were sure to be.
"Alright, just like we planned." Cy winked at her. This was going to be fun.
Terra put the baby behind her back and the three of them stepped foot inside. Robin and Starfire were at the bar eating sandwiches; Robin's was a simple one with ham, lettuce, and mustard, and Starfire's with…something…well, it looked like a greenish-pink worm-thing. It clearly wasn't silky because he was napping on the top of the couch.
Raven was off in a nearby corner reading one of her books.
Good, no sign of Beast Boy. Terra wasn't sure she was ready to break the news to him just yet. As for everybody else though…
"Attention, everyone!" Cyborg called, hands cupping over his mouth for emphasis. "Terra has a very important announcement to make!"
No one really cared that much. Robin and Star set down their meals and Raven just barely peeked over the top of her book a little. They may have not had their full attention yet, but after what the geomancer was about to say, they wouldn't sleep for a week.
"Terra, is there something you would like to tell the nice people?" the half-robot asked her, setting up the stage, so to speak.
Terra was trying really hard to contain her laughter. You could see it in her eyes. Finally, after she had mostly regained a stronghold on her suppressed joy, she made the announcement.
"Everyone…" she had to stop to bite her tongue, "…I have a son."
At the very misinterpretation of the news, Robin choked on his half-swallowed sandwich. Star came to his aide to help him cough it out. Raven seemed un-phased though.
Whilst the others (or two-thirds of them) were suffering from the shocking news, Terra and Cyborg released their held in laughter—Terra making sure to keep her hands behind her back in order to support Little Brion, who was still asleep, wrapped up in a blanket.
The only audible sounds leaving the large room were the uproarious laughter of the two joking Titans and their gagging leader.
With the help of an extra-hard slap on the back from Starfire, the now less-than-attractive sandwich flew out of the boy wonder's mouth and onto the floor.
"Nice." Raven sarcastically commented at the revolting sight, somehow maintaining her apathetic attitude.
Robin took a few deep breaths of the oxygen he had so dearly missed and spoke up:
"Terra, you're not serious…are you?"
The girl's smile was now uncontrollably growing.
"Nope, I mean it. I'm a mother now." she replied, presenting the wrapped-up baby to them. Holding back this much laughter was just impossible, but she managed to do it somehow.
Robin cautiously approached the baby, half-expecting it to be real, but when he got close enough, he could see what it really was. Starfire, rather anxious to see it, flew right in front of him and took a long stare at the so-called "baby". Her eager smile was soon replaced with puzzlement at the odd sight.
"Um…I wasn't aware that people on your world laid eggs." after seeing that horrifying Miracle of Life video, she was positive that this wasn't what a baby should look like.
Terra and Cy couldn't help but laugh a little at the alien's innocent remark.
Robin shook his head and made a smile of his own. Once again taking up his self-assigned mission to help Star understand human culture, Robin spoke to her:
"We don't, Star, This is an egg baby."
Starfire raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Robin chuckled, "It's a project kids have to do in high school to test their parenting skills."
"So it isn't real?" she seemed to be getting the idea.
"Right. It's just a little robot programmed to act like one." To Terra: "I have to admit, that was a good one…don't do it again."
"Well, of course she's going to do it again," Cyborg defended, "BB still hasn't seen it!"
Beast Boy.
Terra's eyes popped open at the sudden realization of what might happen if he were to find out about what she did with X. In the all momentary fun she was having, she had actually forgotten.
"Uh…Cyborg?" Terra looked up to the half-robot standing beside her.
As a response to the worry in her voice, he looked down at her, re-growing his teasing smile.
"…You're not going to tell Beast Boy are you?"
"Whatever do you mean?" he replied. He knew what she meant; he just wanted to everyone else to hear it too. Evil, mechanized jerk.
The geomancer knew that he was trying to exploit her earlier actions to the rest of the team, and she had no intention of falling for the bait. Instead, she just nervously rolled her eyes around, hoping he would understand.
"What don't you want me to tell BB about, Terra?" Cyborg asked loud and clear, making sure everyone else could hear…and he succeeded.
When Terra noticed how the other three were mischievously looking at her, her blush grew and her tone immediately tensed.
"Nothing!" she tensed, hoping that this time, Cyborg would actually listen to the hint, rather than just brush it off.
Robin stood before her, arms crossed and impishly smiling at her.
"Alright, Terra, what did you do?"
It's official. They all sucked.
"Nothing! I swear—"
"Let's just say I saw her making the baby." Cyborg interrupted.
"You did not!" she poorly defended.
"And man, you should've seen her with that other guy," he continued, not paying her any attention at all, "They didn't even care they were still on school campus!"
"That is so not what happened!" Terra objected, to no avail.
"Who knows how far they would've gone if I hadn't gotten involved."
Robin and Starfire were trying their hardest not to laugh directly at Terra because they themselves had been teased by the tin man on more than one occasion, but at the same time, seeing her in such a pathetic way under these circumstances proved to be quite humorous.
Raven, on the other hand, didn't take part in the teasing. But despite her outer antisocial nature, she still loved them like a family…she just didn't always chose to show it. Instead, she simply returned to her reading.
They were sure to settle down soon enough, Terra hoped. Even if not, the sleeping baby in her arms was all the comfort she needed. But after a few seconds of gazing into its innocent, peaceful face, she remembered something important.
"Hey, has anyone seen Beast Boy?"
***
Downtown, in a small flower shop, the green boy himself was looking intently at a modest-sized bouquet of blue roses. He came here hoping to find red ones—Terra's favorite color—but they were out, much to his inconvenience. However, these blue ones seemed like they would do the trick.
"Looking for something in particular?" a girl's voice behind him asked.
Beast Boy almost jumped from the surprise. Turning around he saw a young brown-haired girl about his age, if not younger, wearing a red work apron with her nametag on it. She looked like a rather joyful person, full of life; a good choice for an employee here.
Regaining his composure, Beast Boy pointed to the modest bouquet.
"How much for that one?" he asked the girl.
Keeping her friendly smile, she looked past him and at his choice.
"I think that one usually costs about five-ninety-nine, but he have a twenty percent-off sale today."
"Okay, then, I'll take it."
After picking it up and setting it down at the clearance table, the girl scanned its bar code.
"That'll be four dollars and seventy-nine cents." She said, maintaining her friendly smile.
Four seventy-nine. He had that much…or so he thought.
Digging his hand in the side compartment on his pants, he began his daring journey to the lowest pits of his mighty pockets to retrieve to sacred money.
He wasn't wearing his Titan uniform today; since he went out and the weekend had begun, he decided to wear a tan zip-up hoodie over a red shirt and faded dark blue jeans. And since he liked them so much, he had picked out a black pair of gloves cut off at the fingertips and with small holes showing his knuckles. He was aware that the change of attire wasn't fooling anyone—the green skin, hair, and pointy ears were a dead give-away—but he just liked to wear his civvies every once in a while.
After twenty treacherous minutes of his daring expedition through the barren pockets, he had valiantly recovered three dollars, twenty-five cents, a ball of lint, a rubber band, half of a veggie dog, fake dog dookie, Robin's stolen toothbrush (used for purposes better left an enigma), and the fabled ring of Mordor. Drat, he was a dollar and twenty-nine cents short.
The girl had actually fallen asleep at the counter from the long wait and was even drooling a little.
"Umm…do you accept pocket lint?" he asked, desperate she would answer to his favor.
"Need some help?" a familiar voice behind him asked.
Turning around, he saw a fiery red-haired boy wearing an open green denim jacket, a white shirt underneath, and a blue pair of jeans, hands casually stuffed in the pockets.
"Oh, hey Wally." Beast Boy replied, "What're you doing here?"
"Looking for something Jinx would like."
"Really? What's the occasion?"
Wally just shrugged.
"Nothing special. I just figured I'd surprise her. What about you? It's not too often I'd see you in a store like this.
Beast Boy chuckled a little at the comment.
"It's me and Terra's six-month anniversary today, and I want to treat her to the best day of her life!"
Wally looked over his ally's shoulder and saw the flowers he had picked out.
"Nice choice. But you do know Terra's favorite color is red?"
Gar snorted at the obvious comment.
"Yeah, I know that! They were just out of red ones is all."
"Ah."
After seeing the selection, West saw the…peculiar form of currency in which his friend hoped to pay.
"Y'know, I don't think pocket lint is a valid currency in this country. Afghanistan maybe, but not in the US."
Instead of wasting energy on taking offense to that, Beast Boy let out an exhausted groan and slid down against the counter and onto the floor. How could he treat Terra to the best day of her life if he couldn't even afford some stupid flowers?
Right when all hope seemed lost, Wally pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and hovered two dollar bills in front of Beast Boy's face.
"Here you go."
Staring blankly at the money and unsure of what to think, Beast Boy simply replied:
"Umm…thanks, dude!"
He graciously accepted the money, and Wally didn't even ask for anything in return; he was just glad he could help. There's Kid Flash for ya.
***
Some time later, back at Titans Tower, Terra, changed out of her school uniform and back in her team one, was treating her little baby to a bubble bath in the sink. And boy, he sure seemed really happy about it. The bundle of joy just wouldn't stop giggling as his mother lathered him with the soap suds. Thank God the little egg was water-proof.
As for Terra herself, she had gotten a little wet from the constant splashing (which she still wondered about, how something with no limbs could splash, that is), but she was joyful nonetheless. Who wouldn't be the slightest bit cheery at the mere sight of Little Brion's bubbly face?
Raven, the only other person in the room, was sitting on the far side of the couch reading another one of her dark fantasy books, her hood off. She didn't mind the noise much; in fact, she was actually learning to enjoy it, rather than just tolerate it. After living three years in this tower, she would have to learn to like the others eventually. The same went for Terra and her "baby" over there, she just wasn't showing it.
Finished with his bath and wrapped up snugly in a towel, Little Brion was all wired-up and full of excitement in his loving mother's arms. Terra soon joined Raven on the couch, full attention on the baby. If he had any arms, he would be reaching up for her, asking to be played with some more, as it showed on his cute little face.
Fulfilling his request, Terra brought a hand over his stomach and began feathering it lightly. Little Brion, squealing with joy and attempting to squirm from being tickled, was having the time of his young life. And as if she read his mind, his mother brought her mouth to his tummy and blew raspberry on it. Alright, now he was happy beyond all reason.
Terra was enjoying herself too, but then she caught Raven raising an eyebrow out of the corner of her eye.
"Getting carried away much?" Raven asked her sarcastically.
Refusing to lose the joy her baby had brought upon her, Terra simply replied,
"No, I think I'm going to get carried away some more." And with that, she returned to playing with her son.
Entering in the back of the room through the door was Beast Boy, bouquet of flowers poorly hidden behind his back. After only a second of scanning the room, he saw the back of Terra's blonde head from over the couch.
Perfect. He'd hand her the flowers, wish her a happy anniversary, and then they would…oh great, Raven was there too. There went that plan.
Well, Raven wasn't the type to harass them about PDA, so he didn't have much to worry about.
Sneaking quietly across the room, Beast Boy made his way to Terra's location without anyone even noticing. And right when she least suspected it, he quickly pecked her on the cheek. Stunned from the surprise, Terra looked up to see Beast Boy standing beside her, a flirting grin on his face.
"Hey, Terra! Happy anniversary!" he exclaimed as he pulled the flowers out from behind his back and gave them to her.
Her attention shifting from the baby to the flowers presented before her, her eyes widened and another large smile spread across her face as she graciously accepted them.
"Aww, thanks so much Beast Boy—" and that's when it hit her. It was their anniversary.
Oh crap! She had completely forgotten, what with the baby and all.
Scratching the back of his head and unaware of his girlfriend's worry, he replied,
"Yeah, they were all out of red ones. I hope you don't mind." and then he saw the wrapped up egg baby resting in her lap…sort've a large egg. It was about the size of his shoe.
"So, what kind of new toy is that?"
"Huh? Oh, you mean Little Brion!"
Beast Boy raised an eyebrow from the confusion.
"Your brother got turned into an egg?"
Terra laughed a little at his ignorance.
"No, we have this project at school where we're supposed to take care of an egg baby for a week to see if we can be good parents."
"And you name him after your brother?"
"Yup."
Then she remembered the difficult choice she had to make. She could either tell Beast Boy about what happened with her and X or let Cyborg explain it to him through puppet show or interpretive dance or whatever new form of teasing he had recently invented…yeah, she was going to do it herself.
"Uh, Beast Boy?"
"Yeah?"
"You'll probably want to hear this from me first, but I was partnered with some other guy to take care of the baby and…"
She was growing tense, nervous. This couldn't be good.
"…We sort've…well…"
As if Satan himself had read her mind, the mechanical demon barged loudly through the door.
"Hey, Beast Boy! You won't believe what I caught Terra doing with some other guy!"
The geomancer's pupils instantly shrank from the untold horrors that were about to be released upon her.
"WHAT?! NO, CYBORG, YOU CAN'T BE HERE!!! GO AWAY!!!" she desperately pleaded.
But still Beelzebub trod nearer and nearer to the green boy, ignoring the blonde's pleas.
"Man, she and that guy were all over each other! Right on school grounds too!"
"LIAR!!! LIARS GO TO HELL!!!" she tried again to discredit him.
"Did I mention they were covered in mud?"
She was losing the battle here. In one final, desperate move, she set down the flowers and baby, shoved a couch cushion in Cyborg's mouth, and pushed him out the door, all in an anime-like style. Locking the door, Terra leaned tiredly against it and let out an exhausted sigh of relief that he was gone.
She looked up and saw Beast Boy still standing beside the couch, a cartoon-y saddened look on his face; Bambi eyes, endless wavy tears, some dripping mucus, the works.
"T—Terra…? W—what did you do with that other guy?"
Nervousness overcoming her again, she tried to defend herself from Cyborg's wild yet partially accurate claims.
"Okay, Beast Boy, before you jump to any conclusions…"
Raven, sitting unnoticed on the couch, decided that she could use a little entertainment. It wasn't a very Raven-like thing to do, but it would be a crime to let an opportunity like this slip away. A small mischievous grin spreading over her pale face, she used her telekinetic powers to activate the door panel, thus sliding it open, causing Terra to fall back from lack of a supportive object to lean against, and Cyborg stood before them all in the doorway, sofa cushion still in his mouth. He quickly finished chewing and then swallowed it down his throat before burping and wiping his mouth.
"As I was saying…THEY WERE ALL OVER EACH OTHER! I MEAN—"
Terra quickly sat up and hurriedly closed the door on Cyborg again, a thin strand of hair popping up from the stress as she inhaled exasperatingly.
Regaining her calm, she noticed and saw Beast Boy was still the same…so she decided to change the subject.
"So what did you have in mind for us to do tonight?" she asked him, hoping it would make him forget whatever crazy theory he had developed about her and X.
And it did a little bit. The tears, Bambi eyes, and mucus were gone, but there was still a hint of heartbrokenness in his voice.
"I was kinda hoping we could go out on the town and see what we'd do from there."
"Sounds great! I'll just have to hire a sitter."
Terra rose to her feet as her first potential babysitter came to mind.
"Hey, Raven!" she called.
"No." the telepath responded.
"Please—"
"No."
This was going to be harder than she had hoped. But there were still three other people in this tower she could ask.
***
Minutes later, she was inside the workout room with Robin asking him to see if he was up to the job.
He shrugged, "Sure, why not?"
But just after agreeing, horrible, horrible memories came flooding into his head from back when he was in high school and had to watch an egg baby. Batman made him clean the toilets for a week!
"Uh…on second thought, that's probably not such a good idea." he responded.
***
So Robin couldn't do it. Oh well. Starfire would surely say yes.
Terra was standing in Starfire's room, Little Brion in her arms, as she asked to see if she could watch over him for a little while.
Star's eyes lit up from the offer, "Of course I would! Silkie would just love a playmate, wouldn't you, Silkie…?"
To both of their horror, the hungry mutant silk worm was trying to swallow Little Brion whole! The baby, ignorant of his dilemma, was laughing his head off.
***
Well that was a near-fatal incident right there. Time to ask the last person in this tower she would ask a favor like this of…
Down in the subbasement, Terra was checking to see if Cyborg could help her out. Little Brion was safely set down on a tool bench as Cyborg was trying to repair a generator.
"Sure, I don't see why not. But you owe me for this."
She would face the teasing later. Right now she just needed a sitter.
"Thanks, Cyborg!"
"Sure thing. And don't worry; your kid is safe with me."
Cy reached over to the tool bench blindly looking for a large battery. Instead, he grabbed the egg baby. Not paying attention to what he was doing, he prepared to weld him into a gap between two thick high voltage wires!
Maternal senses tingling, Terra gasped and saved her baby from yet another devastating fate.
Couldn't she rely on anyone in this tower?!
***
High up in the cloudy haven of Thunder and Lightning's base, Terra was asking the two elemental brothers for help. The response was less than enthusiastic.
"Let me get this straight: you want I, Lightning, to watch over this…egg?" the slim, yellow brother asked.
"Yes." Terra replied.
Lightning grabbed the baby into his hands and took a long look at it.
"Do you think we could have fun with it, brother?" Thunder asked him.
"I dunno. But I bet he'd make one good omelet!" his Lightning replied.
Fear flooding throughout her system, Terra quickly snatched the baby back into her own arms.
"Uh, that's okay. I'll find someone else to do it."
***
On the eastern coast in the concrete jungle of Steel City, at the front entrance of Titans East Tower, Terra stood outside, greeted by Speedy, who just stared at her blankly as if she were some sort of idiot. Of course he wouldn't waste his time watching some stupid egg!
"No." he curtly answered.
And then, to support his deny to the girl's idiotic request, he just slammed the door in her face.
***
Paris, France. Home to a grand ice menagerie full of the worst criminals Jump City had ever known. Terra must've been desperate if she came here for help. Over at one particular frozen exhibit stood the geomancer and her baby. In front of them was a villain frozen from the neck down (Terra had melted the head free so he could talk to him).
"So what do you say?" she hopefully asked the villain.
Okay, I don't know what she was thinking when she asked this person for help. She soon found out the error of her ways when she received an answer.
"You want me to watch your stupid cruddy baby?! Forget it, pit-sniffer!"
Terra, now annoyed and running out of patience, just pressed a button on the control panel beside her and walked away.
"No wait! CRUD!!!" was all Gizmo could get out before his head was refrozen.
This whole search was just hopeless. There was no way she would find a baby sitter in time for her and Beast Boy's date. But there was one more person on her list—he wouldn't comply, but she would get him to do it anyway.
***
Back at the tower, in Raven's room, the telepath was trying her hardest to meditate…which was harder than ever because Beast Boy was in there too and just wouldn't shut up.
"How could she do this to me?! I mean, why would she do what I suspect she did with someone else?! AND NOW THEY'RE RAISING A BABY TOGETHER?!?! What is this world coming to?!"
It's funny how he actually thought Raven was listening.
Still he paced back and forth, hands flailing and yanking out his hair for emphasis. This endless ranting was starting to really annoy her…he actually got some saliva on her! Finally, she just couldn't take it anymore.
"Beast Boy." she tried to get his attention.
"AND SHE FORGOT OUR ANIVERSARY BECAUSE OF THAT GUY!?! WHEN WILL IT ALL END!?!"
Okay, now she had a brain tumor.
"Beast Boy!!!" she yelled, fire almost flaring out of her eyes and mouth.
Good. She had his attention now. Time to finally get him to shut up.
"One, it's not a real baby. Two, they weren't doing it; they were wrestling. And three, you're getting spit all over my books."
"Pssh. It's not like they're complaining." Beast Boy came back, jabbing a thumb past his shoulder at the book shelf.
Contradicting his claim, the magic book holding the dread dragon Malchior prisoner opened itself up and a paper fist arose, erecting a sole middle finger at the changeling behind his back.
Rubbing her temples to stay calm, Raven spoke again.
"My point is that Terra hasn't been cheating on you. There is no need for you to be spazzing out about this."
She was right. Beast Boy had come to know Raven as a big sister of sorts. A rather creepy big sister, but family nonetheless.
Beast Boy smiled, "Thanks, Raven."
"Don't mention it" she kindly replied, returning to her meditative state.
Barging the door open was Satan's favorite pupil himself, Cyborg, holding felt puppets of Terra and that other kid on either of his hands.
"Hey, BB, I got the puppets! Wanna see what they were doing?!"
At the mere resurrection of the horrid subject, Beast Boy fell to his knees, pulled at his pointed ears, and let out an overdramatic shriek of terror that rang throughout the room.
Raven was now annoyed again.
"Oh for crying out loud." She moaned into her hands.
"Don't encourage him!" she harshly scolded Cyborg.
***
In a small, rundown suburban home, X was in the living room of his meager home finishing up a workout routine, a discarded ashtray on the coffee table beside him. He never smoked; it was his dad's. That guy was always smoking and drinking. X, on the other hand, didn't want anything to do with that crap. He saw what horrible things it did to his father; he used to be the kindest guy around, but ever since the rest of their family passed away, he had become an abusive, antagonistic figure, courtesy of the butts and beer.
In fact, his father didn't even pay the bills anymore, not since he lost his job. Now, while his dad was out of town partying with his friends, X was left with the burden of all the responsibility. He paid the bills, did the dishes, did his absolute best to keep the place from being too much a pigsty (save for his room), in fact, he even had a job—which he would need to be leaving for in a couple of minutes. His current employer had a special task for him, and if he succeeded, he would have just enough money to get out of the debt he and his dad had been in for so long.
Wearing only the black tank top and cargo shorts, he was actually proven to be a well built person. Slim in stature, but tough nonetheless.
His mop of dark red hair falling around his face, he finished up his pushup set. Best to be warmed up and awake for work.
"…98…99…100." he stopped to catch his breath and dry off his sweat-beaded face with the rag beside him.
The clock read 7:45. He needed to leave soon.
Interrupting his train of thought was a ring of the doorbell at the front door. Who would possibly bother to come here? His dad was out of town, so who else had any business here?
Giving into his curiosity, he opened the front door to see who it was. He immediately regretted it.
"Terra? How did you find out where I—?"
Not paying any mind to the fact that X was already talking, Terra began piling all sorts of baby junk into his arms.
"Glad you could help out. Listen, I'm going out tonight, so I need you to watch the baby. Here's his favorite toy, teething ring, a list of his favorite foods, his bottle of milk, his doctor's number, and his stuffed bear. His favorite book is Goodnight Moon, and he likes to watch Barney and Teletubbies. His bedtime is 8:30 and his favorite lullaby is "Itsy Bitsy Spider". And here's my number if you have any questions."
She had "Little Brion", as she called him, for only a few hours and she already knew everything there was to know about him? For all he knew, she might've even gotten him life insurance or a social security number too.
Barely seeing over the mountains of junk Terra had dumped on him, X managed to mutter out the words:
"I'm going to kill you."
Even still, she remained cheery—much to his enragement—and turned to their baby, who was safely secured in a stroller.
"Remember, Brion, if you have any trouble, remember to call 911." she cooed to her child.
And with that, Terra left X and the egg baby there in each other's company.
Accepting his defeat, X allowed an exasperated sigh and then turned his head over to his bubbly "son".
"Well, kiddo, it looks like you're going to work with me."
I hope this chapter lived up to the previous one. Please review, some criticism would really help me out.
On a side note: I am placing a bounty on an evil Sick Bug who goes by the alias of "Hacky". There will be a substantial reward for the one who eliminates him (okay, there's no reward, but kill him anyways!).
In other words, get well soon, Tianimalz! =D