Arthur couldn't believe it. He was pregnant. Pregnant with Alfred's child. He was very happy that he was going to have a child. He loved children! But he wasn't so sure how Alfred would react. He went to find to him and saw him finishing up his killing spree with his bat. Arthur walked up to him. "Alfie! Guess what! I'm pregnant!"
Alfred gave the last man standing a final solid whack from his baseball bat. He looked up slowly, eyes narrowed behind his shades. "Pregnant? For real?" He wasn't angry or annoyed. Hell no, the idea of his little Artie carrying his baby was awesome.
Arthur smiled. "Yes! I'm so happy!" He said excitedly.