A/N- kai, so mpreg still confuses me, but frankly I like the idea of a pregnant Kyle so that I have an excuse to draw it and can be all mushy and shit, so yeah, dont like dont read ^-^

The moment Kenny and Kyle stepped off of the plane, they were greeted by three delighted squeals. "Mommy! Daddy!" The children launched themselves at their parents, excited to see them. "We missed you so much." Kyrie said, holding onto her mothers neck as Conner did the same to his father, Bethany holding onto both of their legs. "Please don't ever go away again." Conner said, hugging his father tighter. "Hi bubbie, hi Kenny, did you boys enjoy your honeymoon?" Kyle set Kyrie down, hugging his mother and father tightly. "Yes, Mom, it was amazing! Thank you so much... it was wonderful."

Kenny nodded his agreement. "But I think we are both happy to be home. We missed these little rugrats too much." He teased, ruffling Bethany's hair.

"If you guys would like to come over, we can show you all the pictures we took."

Sheila smiled. "That would be lovely, boys. We'll meet you at the apartment?"

"Sounds perfect."

"This one is Kyle standing on the balcony at sunset, oh, and this one's Kyle after I threw him into the water, isn't he cute mad?" Kenny gushed as they went through the honeymoon photos.

Gerald laughed. "There sure is a lot of Kyle."

"Well yeah, it probably wasn't his smartest idea to let me anywhere near the camera. Really, he should have expected me to have taken a billion and one photos of him." He looked at the next photo, then at Kyle, his brow furrowed in confusion. "When did you take this one, Kyle?"

It was a photo of Kenny staring out at a red and orange sunset, his elbow on the railing and his chin resting in his palm. His hair was blowing around his face, and he had this dreamy look on his face.

"That very first night. You looked so peaceful and beautiful that I just couldn't resist."

The next photo was of both of them, Kenny standing behind Kyle, his arms around the redhead's chest, Kyle's head tipped ever so slightly to rest against Kenny's cheek. They were both smiling, their eyes both twinkling. "That is such a beautiful picture, boys! Would it be alright if I have a copy of this picture to blow up and put on the wall at home?"

"Of course, mom." Kenny said.

Kyle doubled over the toilet, the content of his stomach emptying itself out as Kyle moaned, feeling miserable. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Kyle, sweetheart, are you alright in there?" Kenny asked worriedly from outside the door. Kyle groaned again. "Yeah.. I.. I'm fi..." He doubled back over, throwing up again. Kenny burst through the door, running to Kyle, crouching down and smoothing his fire red locks out of his face, using the other hand to rub his back. The blonde frowned. "No, baby, you're not. You've been sick for days. Will you please go to a doctor and find out whats wrong? Even if it's just the flu, I want you to get some medicine from the doctor to make you feel better and to make sure you don't get sicker, alright baby?"

Kyle nodded. "Alright, babe, I'll go this afternoon if it'll make you feel any better." "It will. It'll make me feel a lot better to know why you're throwing up."

Kyle sat in the doctor's office, waiting for the doctor to come back. "Well, doc, did you find out what's wrong?" He asked when the doctor came in. The doctor sighed. "Well, Kyle, we ran all the tests we could, and it all points to one thing, but this one thing can't be possible, not in the least." Kyle looked at him worriedly. "What... what do you mean? What's wrong with me?" The doctor looked at him intently. "When you've been throwing up, has it lasted all day?"

Kyle thought for a moment. "No, only in the mornings."

"Have you had any sudden cravings for food you normally wouldn't eat?"

Kyle looked at the doctor suspiciously. "A few yes..."

"And have you been unusually moody? What I mean by that is have you been having mood swings, been over emotional?"

Kyle nodded.

The doctor sighed again. "Kyle, I don't know how the hell this is possible, but according to every test we've run, and what you've just told me... it seems you're pregnant."

Kyle stared at the doctor in disbelief, jaw wide. "I... I'm what? How... How is that even possible? I'm a boy!"

The doctor shook his head. "I have no idea, Kyle. It's unlike anything I've ever seen. Then again, this is South Park, and to see a pregnant guy is one of the more normal things I've seen in my twenty years as a doctor here. Now then... I have some bad news, too."

"What?"

The doctor took a deep breath. "Kyle, there is a fifty-fifty chance your baby won't survive. We've never seen a case like this, and due to the fact that you are a boy, and don't have a natural womb, your body will have to create a false womb to hold your child in. If your body can do it, then there is a slightly higher chance of survival, but we don't know if it will be possible for your body to do that. Also, even If it does, we don't know if a fetus will survive in an artificial womb."

Kyle stared at the doctor, tears streaming from his eyes, staining his cheeks. "I... Let me get this straight... Not only am I pregnant, defying all laws of nature, but I might lose my baby?"

"You'll have to come in at least once a week for a check up, just so we can make sure everything is alright. It is possible that your baby will survive, as long as we can monitor it at every stage and catch any complications early. It isn't going to be an easy pregnancy for you either, Kyle, given all the factors, like your age, your gender is a major one, your tiny frame. It's going to hurt like fuck for nine months, and you won't feel good again until after the baby is born. You'll be weak and tired all the time. Is that a risk you want to take?"

Kyle thought for a moment. "Yes... this is my baby... Kenny and I's baby... and because of that... its worth all that pain and stress."

"Well then congratulations, Miss McCormick, and good luck, you're going to need it."

"So how far along am I, doctor?"

"According to the scans, you're about four weeks along. Are you going to tell Kenny?"

Kyle nodded. "As soon as I get home."