"A FEW MONTHS AFTER THE WEDDING, BORIS NOTICED THAT NATASHA WAS ACTING A LITTLE MOODY, SO HE AND SHE TOOK SOME TIME APART ON SEPERATE VACATIONS. WHEN THEY WERE READY TO SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN AND RESUME THEIR NEW LIVES, NATASHA HAD HUGE NEWS TO TELL BORIS!" The narrator exclaimed.
"Sank you meester exposition!" Boris glared at the Narrator, before meeting up with Natasha again. "HONEYBUN!! How vas vacation? You feelink better?"
"Yes, dollink.." Natasha replied, smiling and hugging her short husband.
Natasha was dressed in a brown trench coat, with sunglasses and a hat, so as to conceal her identity.
"Boris, dollink, I have somezink to say..." Natasha removed her long, brown trench coat.
"VHAT ZE—" Boris exclaimed, not knowing what to say in this instance.
Natasha Fatale...er...Natasha Badenov's abdomen was a little swollen, stretching the fabric of her one purple dress a little. Despite her pale white skin, she appeared to have a bit of a glow to her appearance.
"Uh...deed you partake een borscht-eatink contest?" The shorter man asked, sweating a little and poking her firm, yet rounded belly. "You lookink like you von."
"SHARRUP YOU MOUTH!" Natasha exclaimed, offended at that comment about her weight, then kneeled down and placed her husband's hand on her stomach. "I am PREGNANTSKI!"
Boris' eyes were extremely widened. The little mustachioed man's left eye twitched when he felt their unborn child kick.
"Oh my badness...Honeybun, you...you sure ees ours? Ees not sqvirrel's? Or moose's? Or Peabody's?"
"Of COURSE ees ours, dollink! You vill be father and I vill be mother!"
"...HOO BOY..." The small man instantly fainted.
"WELL, LOOKS LIKE THAT'S ALL THE TIME WE HAVE FOR TODAY, BE SURE TO TUNE IN FOR THE NEXT EXCITING EPISODE...where Rocky and Bullwinkle hopefully have a larger role."
"It's about time we make an appearance in this episode!" Bullwinkle said, randomly appearing with Rocky.
"Aw, c'mon Nat!" The little squirrel smiled. "Can we feel your bump? Pleeeease?"
"Yes. You may feel." Natasha is somewhat tired-sounding now, gazing at her cigarette and flicking it away before she can light it (she's a little upset she can't smoke while pregnant).
"Awwwww!!" Rocky exclaimed, feeling the tall woman's abdomen, along with Bullwinkle. "We're uncles now, Bullwinkle!"
"Don't push luck." Natasha groaned.
"WE'RE UNCLES?!!" Bullwinkle exclaimed. "HOKEY SMOKES!"
"Say, that's my catchphrase." Rocky replied.