IV. Cravings

"Breakfast is served!" Gir pushed a plate stacked with waffles in front of a very hormonal and hungry Tak, who was drooling at the sight of them.

She didn't even need a fork. Within literally a second, she began using her hands and shoving the waffles in her mouth, chomping loudly. After shoving five waffles down her throat and drowning them down with syrup, Tak glanced over at Gir, who sat next to her at the kitchen table. She grinned at him. "These are delicious! What's in them?"

"There's soap and peanuts in them!" Gir squealed gleefully.

With a waffle hanging from her mouth, Tak stared at Gir in shock. You'd think she'd be disgusted, but instead she shrugged and continued eating.

The front door opened, and in walked Zim, struggling with heavy brown bags. He entered the kitchen with caution, despite having trouble with the weight of the bags. He didn't want to disturb Tak, whom he noticed eating, and he did not want to deal with her hormones, so he went to place the bags down on the floor and sneak back out of the house and go over to Dib's house, but just as he began to tip-toe out of the kitchen unseen, a voice came from behind, almost literally a growl: "ZIM..."

Startled, he stumbled back, turning his head towards Tak, who was glaring at him, another waffle hanging from her mouth, her face and clothing covered in waffle syrup. "Uh, y-yes my love pig...?" He hoped sweet talk might be able to spare him another day of insane mixed emotions from his pregnant mate.

"Where's the other food?"

"Uhhh..." Zim froze momentarily, before going into the bag and pulling out the items. "They were all out of ketchup so I had to get mustard, but I did get the chocolate you wanted and..." He glanced up at her, and his sentence came to a slow halt, "...Uhh... Tak...?"

Tak had started crying, wiping her eyes with a waffle with one hand, while her other hand shoved more waffles down her throat. "I'm such a fatty... admit it Zim! I'm all fat and bloated!" She continued to wail while chewing.

Zim sighed, holding onto the bottle of mustard as he went up to Tak, holding her close as se cried into his chest. "No, you're not fat, Tak... Well... Maybe a little-"

Wrong move. Angered, Tak threw a waffle at Zim's face, snatched the bottle of mustard from his hand and squirted the sauce all over the remaining waffles on her plate, and continued eating.

Taking the waffle off his face, Zim watched, disgusted, as Tak ate the mustard covered waffles without a care in the world.

Momentarily, she stopped. "ZIM! Get me the salt and the chocolate!"

Without a word, Zim obeyed, running over to the bags on the floor, grabbing the items Tak asked for, then ran back and handed them to her.

Grinning, Tak emptied out the entire container of salt onto the waffles, then got the chocolates from inside the box of chocolates and emptied those out onto the waffles. Now the waffles were entirely covered in mustard, salt and chocolate. Satisfied, Tak began eating, making Zim gag in the process as he watched her eat, and watched what she was eating. "Yummm..." Tak moaned happily, rubbing her belly. "Our smeet is defiantly happy!" She shoved another waffle in her mouth, while the smeet inside her belly kicked, content by the choice of food it's mother picked. Though what Tak didn't notice, was that there was more than just two feet kicking inside her...

Zim placed a hand over his mouth, gagging. His face turned pale in the process. "I think I'm gonna be sick..." With that said, he ran out of the house to go barf in some bushes nearby.


A/N: Yeah, I gave a little hint about the smeet (or smeets)… ;) But you'll just have to wait and see when they're born. Anway, like I said before, I love writing a hormonally insane Tak. XD It is literally the funniest thing ever, imagining her having such extreme moodswings. Lol, don't worry Zim: Only two more months. Please R&R!