The weeks passed by quickly and though the days seemed all too slow for Randall, his belly only got bigger.
The coaches here tried to prepare him the best they could for the birth that was coming soon, with the breathing and emotional support. The other pregnant females gave him friends to hang with. Randall was still watching himself to make sure he or them didn't go beyond friends.
As a prisoner, Randall was not allowed to touch the females other than like shaking hands or high three's. Hugs were done privately, but he didn't want to get in trouble for that.
His sister came by every two weeks to see him and she asked if he felt anything, if he might feel pain or anything.
"No. I think I feel them shuffle inside me when I shift my weight like getting into bed at times, but I don't feel movements or the contractions."
"Just take it easy now that you are further along. The last thing you want is one of them to rupture." Amanda said.
"I know. Serious surgery then. But then, I'm still scared about giving birth to them."
"The pain is worth it. But then, there's the incubation. Always worrying if the eggs are kept the right temperature."
Randall knew she was right. He also knew she was excited about getting them. Then he had to say it.
"Amanda, I know you want my children, but please, don't stop visiting me."
"Of course I won't, little brother. I see that the experience you went through opened your eyes again. I'll be happy to come back and visit as long as I need to. Rex sure does want to see you again, but this just isn't a place for him to see you."
"I know. Do you have any recent pictures of him?"
"Sure. I'll bring it by next time."
And the next time that she did visit, as promised, Amanda did bring a photo of her son. She let Randall keep it.
As he would look at the picture, he couldn't help but wonder if his twins would look like little lizards, though he would be sure they would either be purple like him, maybe pink like his sister, or brownish like Stanton. It would be hard to tell until they hatched.
….
As the time was drawing nearer all the time for the laying, Randall couldn't help but start to feel more for the children that he carried inside him. He did begin to try to think of names. And then, because they were going to be laid in cold weather, could he keep them with him until they hatched? It seemed to him it was still part of his pregnancy.
At his old job, Amanda kept on telling Sullivan how Randall was doing.
"Despite the pregnancy being awkward for him because he's a male, I think it has been doing him some good. The experience of the rape was traumatizing, but the pregnancy has softened him down quite a lot, Sulley." Amanda said.
"But when are you getting the kids?" Sulley asked.
"I think after he lays them. But I wonder if it will be better to wait until hatching because of the cold weather."
Because of what Amanda had said, Sulley couldn't help but be curious about Randall's situation.
One weekend, he had Mike drive him to the resort to see how he was doing. Mike resented this very much, but Sulley needed to see the lizard for himself.
The two males walked into the lobby together, but Mike would only stay in the lobby.
"How may I help you?" The secretary said.
"Hi. I'm James Sullivan and Mike Wazowski. We're old co-workers of Randall Boggs. Could we see him?"
"I'll see if he's busy." She said.
"I'm telling you, Sul, he's not going to be happy to see us." Mike said.
"We need to give him a chance in this." Sulley said.
Randall was trying to take an afternoon nap, as he was tired, when the phone rang. He groaned. He tiredly picked up the phone.
"Yes."
"Randall, you have some visitors. Are you available?"
"Who are they?"
"A James Sullivan and Mike Wazowski."
His eyes widened at that. He woke up at that moment. He hadn't seen them for a long time. Why would they come to see him now?
"I don't want to see them."
"Alright. Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, just send them away." He said and hung up. He tried to go back to sleep.
The secretary went back to them. "He said he's not available."
"Please Ma'am. We came all this way to see him. I might even be willing to pay his bail." Sulley said. "He shouldn't be here anyway. He should be with his family going through this."
What Sulley said touched her. He didn't seem like trouble.
"He might hate me for this, but alright. This way, gentlemen."
"I'll wait here." Mike said.
"Ok, Mike." Sulley said and he followed the lady up the stairs.
Sulley had to admit this did look like a nice place.
"I guarantee Mr. Sullivan that we are taking real good care of Randall. He's even made friends here."
"Are there other pregnant males here right now?"
"No. Currently he is the only one. But the girls treat him just as if he were one of them."
"That's good to hear."
They finally came to the room. The female knocked on the door.
Randall opened his eyes. "What?" He said grumpily.
"Randall, you have a visitor. Can I let him in?"
He growled. "I'm taking a nap."
"Please, Randall. I came a long way to see you. I need to talk to you." Sulley said.
Randall didn't want to get up.
"I can't move."
"That's okay. I'll get the door." The aid said.
The door was unlocked. Sulley was let into the room.
"Enjoy."
"Thanks." Sulley said.
Randall grumped as he saw a big blue furball make his way into the room. He was glad he was covered up with his blanket.
"Hey, Randall." Sulley said.
"What do you want?"
"After what your sister has been saying about you, I just wanted to come see you. I heard about what happened to you and it shouldn't have happened. But you should be with her during this time and not here in this condition." Sulley said.
"I know. But at least the prison didn't make me stay there while I'm like this. Or I would have to stay in the medical ward." Randall said.
"So, how are you doing?"
"Fine. Can you just leave?"
"Momentarily. Mike's downstairs if that helps. Look, I might be willing to let you get out of here if you are willing to comply to going to therapy? That was what the prison offered to me of letting me bail you out."
Randall had wanted to be free so bad. Here was his chance.
"I want out of here."
"Good. I'll be back in a few days. How soon do you think the babies are coming?"
Randall winced. "I think… soon."
Sulley caught that. "I'll spring you as fast as I can. Well, take care." Then he left.
Randall was glad when he left, but why did his most hated rival have to pay his bail? He felt another little pain go through him. Was he going into labor?
Sulley got back downstairs. Mike looked up from the magazine he was reading. "So how did it go?" He asked sarcastically.
"He didn't want me there. But he seemed to have said yes about getting out. And he seemed to be in pain."
"Did you see him, like his condition?"
"No. He was in bed. But if he's going to have the babies soon, I need to get him bailed out as quick as possible."
"Excuse me? Did you say that Randall seemed to be in pain?" A lady monster asked.
"Yes." Sulley said.
"Thank you for saying so." She said and went and got a first aid kit and went upstairs.
"Let's go, Sulley."
"Wait. I want to know what's going on."
Mike rolled his eye. He wanted to get out of here. If this place was for him and Celia, it would have been nice, but he was not that concerned for Randall.
The doctor unlocked Randall's door. She found him in bed.
"Mr. Boggs?" She said.
Randall opened his eyes. "What?"
"I heard you were in pain. Can I take a look?" She asked.
"I just want to sleep. But ok." He said.
The blanket was pulled off of him and his stomach was examined.
The doctor didn't feel a tight stomach. She felt some slight contractions.
"I think you are either experiencing some practice contractions or you are going into early labor." She said.
"Has it really been six months already?"
"Yes. Randall, I'm going to have you moved down to the medical ward just to keep an eye on you overnight." She said. "Come on, I'll help you up."
She helped to push him upright and to keep him from falling over. His belly nearly did make him go over at times right now. She then helped him down the stairs.
Randall could make out that Sulley and Mike were still there.
The two friends saw how big Randall's stomach was. It definitely hadn't been a fake story. They saw the glare he gave them as he and the doctor walked by.
"What's going on?" Sulley asked.
"I'm not sure yet. That's why he's being taken to the medical ward."
"I'm sure he'll be fine, Sulley. We should go." Mike said.
Sulley was worried, but knew there was nothing he could do. He would get Randall out of here. They left.
In the medical ward, Randall was examined again. This time, the doctor reached inside him to check for signs. He instantly tensed up.
"OW!" He cried out, causing his legs to grip the doctor's arms.
"It's alright. I'm just checking to see if there is any sign the eggs are descending." She said, pushing his legs off of her. "Try to relax now."
Randall bared his teeth and had to let himself breathe. He slowly relaxed his pelvic muscles.
The doctor could feel the male parts, but she was able to reach in further.
"I think you are dilating, Randall. It's just the early stage right now. I don't think it's false labor."
"How long does early labor take?"
"Just a few hours. We will be monitoring you constantly."
After that, Randall was hooked up to an IV and two heart monitors were placed on his stomach just in case. The hearts were listened to and seemed fine.
Once he was all hooked up, the doctor said he should try to get some rest.
This felt too weird, trying to rest with all this equipment on. He turned onto his left side and tried to get comfortable. But if he was going to have these eggs tonight, he should let his sister know.
When a nurse came in and took his vitals, he asked if he could make a phone call.
"Sure. Hold on."
She came back with a phone. He picked up and dialed Amanda's number. Another pain hit him. He winced while waiting for her to pick up.
...
Amanda and Rex were getting ready to head to the park. She was irritated that someone was calling right now. Rex was impatient and ready to go.
"Come on, Mommy. Let's go." Rex said.
"Hold on, Rex. Mommy needs to get the phone." She said and picked up.
They were both dressed for the cold weather.
"Hello?" Amanda said.
"Amanda. It's Randall." She heard her brother's voice.
"Randall? What's going on that you are calling me?"
"Agh!" She heard him. "Are you alright?"
"Sis, I think I'm in labor. Pains are getting… stronger."
Amanda knew this was a big moment. "Ok, I'll be there soon. Just keep breathing." She said. "Bye."
Randall put the phone down. He tried breathing through the pain. Now he was going to have to use all he had learned.
The next time the doctor came in, she began examining inside him and feeling around his second pair of hips. Randall felt she was getting a little too personal with him.
"What are you doing? Please stop that." He said.
"I'm trying to examine your hip bones, Mr. Boggs. You may be dilating, but your pelvis needs to be big enough for the eggs to pass too." She said. "Is your sister coming?"
"Yes. And?"
"From what I can feel, your pelvis seems wide enough. Do you feel pressure coming down?"
"Yes."
"You are no doubt in labor then. Just let them descend."
Randall laid his head down. All he wanted was a nap.
