First I would like to say, thank you for clicking past the premise. I know it is a weird one. So that alone is very much appreciated.

Second, this is a story I have going on in AO3, and I figured what the heck? I'll post it here to. I will say though, so far this first chapter is my least favorite so I apologize in advance for the clumsiness

I hope y'all still like it though :)

Chapter 1

"The First Chapter. Obviously"

It was an early morning, somewhere in Canada. The kind where the sun comes up, the birds sing, and the writer tries to find a half-decent opening paragraph. Something serene and warming, despite it only being around 10 degrees celsius, because it's Canada.

And to appropriately dress for it, Owen was in the middle of putting on a green flannel jacket over his "tuxedo" shirt. Looking back, he saw the other person in the room, in the process of trying to get his white long shirt on. He smiled and said,

"Those scars have been fading nicely."

"Hmm", Noah's head popped out of the shirt opening. He looked to his husband, then down to his chest. "Oh yeah They have been", he agreed while he started to button a short sleeved red and blue dress shirt over it.

After getting fully dressed, they walked out of their bedroom to be greeted by a small pack of corgis. Their eyes went wide and they immediately bent down to get on their level.

"Hi there sweeties", Owen beamed as he scooped 3 of them up in his arms, and they licked his face. Noah bent down to pet the other 2, and was also swarmed with licks and fur.

Noah laughed as he gathered up the other 2 in his lankier arms. "Stop it", he tried to move his face away from the dogs' tongues. But you know dogs, they don't really listen to that kind of thing.

"We better take them to Izzy and Eva now", Owen said, his tone a little sad. "Or we're gonna be late to the next episode."

"Oh rapture. Work", Noah groaned. All his and Owen's years of competing in reality TV led to them hosting reality TV. True they were safe now from alligators and shark swimming, but now they had to do something Noah hated more; getting up early. Go figure.

"What kind of food do you think we'll get today", Owen asked.

"If we're lucky, something edible. I don't why anyone thought pineapples would go with meatloaf", Noah shuddered at the memory.

In contrast, Owen nearly started drooling. "Yeah. That was a good episode."

Noah rolled his eyes. Of course Owen would've liked that abomination. They had started walking to the door, before Noah suddenly stopped and winced. He tried to clutch his stomach, at least the best he could with corgis in arms.

"Noah", Owen turned back to his husband. "You ok?"

Noah winced, obviously not ok."I'm fine."

Liar.

"I don't know what that was.

"Don't worry buddy. I got ya."

"What do you mea-WOAH!"

Noah's unfinished question was answered when Owen scooped him up bridal style.

"Hey Noah?"

"What?"

"I have the whole world in my hands", Owen answered, smiling goofy at Noah.

Noah scoffed, but still smiled. "Well if I'm the world, then you're my universe."

Owen nearly cried as he continued down the hallway, with a bigger smile than usual.

Noah felt a smaller pang again while Owen walked out the door. What is going on, he thought. Usually it doesn't hurt until after I eat the contestant's food.

They walked out the door, Owen's arm still full of corgis and hubby, and walked down a flight of stairs. Well, Owen walked, Noah was there.

They came to a door on the floor below and knocked.

Didn't take long to get an open and a four legged creature to come charging at Owen.

Owen laughed as the creature tried to jump in his arms, and their corgis barked and jumped out of Owen's arms, leaving Noah to balance in just one arm.

"Hey Zeke", Owen grabbed the creature into a noogie with his now free arm. "How's it going?"

Ezekiel then gave him a thumbs up.

Yup. That was Ezekiel alright. His hair was starting to grow back, and he had his old blue hat back. His skin now looked less green, and more his old pale with green spots.

Following by the door came Izzy and Eva.

"Hey nerd", Eva greeted with a playful punch to Noah's arm. She turned down to Ezekiel playing with the corgis and whistled. "Alright you guys, come on! Inside!"

"He's looking better", Owen smiled. "Has he been talking more?"

"Yeah a bit each day. Pretty soon we'll get to teach him sentence structure."

"Maybe you can teach him mouthwash while you're at it", Noah snarked. He had no hate for Ezekiel, just for bad breath.

"And matches", a voice popped up. Izzy stood at the doorway, with a corgi inexplicably on top of her head. "Oo! And juggling knives! Gasp! We could form a circus!"

Eva rolled her eyes as her girlfriends had stars in her eyes at the idea.

"Leppy, between you and the bear, we have a circus already." Eva then realized what she said and called back towards their apartment. "No offense."

Inside, a large brown bear looked up to Eva, holding a pan of scrambling eggs. He shrugged. There was none taken.

"You wanna go down to the movies later", Eva asked. "New horror movie's out today, and we're gonna go throw popcorn at the screen."

"Throw the popcorn? No. Make fun of the movie? Sure", Noah answered for both of them. Cause let's be real, he didn't want to waste that energy, and Owen would sooner eat the popcorn than waste it.

"Aren't you guys worried we'll get thrown out again", Owen asked in concern.

Eva shrugged. "Maybe. Fifth time's the charm. We'll set a new record", Eva smiled, but that vanished when she heard a suspiciously large crash inside. "I gotta go."

Eva quickly left and closed the door, as Noah and Owen heard her yelling something about pans and the fire extinguisher.

They shrugged. That stuff happened all the time with Izzy around.

Owen and Noah continued down the stairway to the first floor. Noah had started to fall asleep, still lying in Owen's arms, light snoring in the still early morning. He nearly looked peaceful.

A peacefulness, that lasted 5 seconds.

Noah suddenly jolted awake, startling Owen's walking. He put his hand over his bulging cheeks, and quickly looked at the potted plant they were walking next to.

"Buddy are-?"

Owen never got the finish before Noah leaned towards the plant, and barfed.

Owen stood there, watching his husband blow chunks. Although to be fair, there wasn't really much else he could do. You know, aside from being grateful that it was in the plant, and not on his jacket. Or worse, the floor. He'd never hear the end of it from-

"Are you alright man?"

Noah weakly turned around towards the voice that interrupted the narration. And next to the 2 men was DJ, wearing scrubs, about to go to his own job.

"Yeah", Noah coughed, as he stood up from Owen's arms to his own feet. "I don't know what that was."

"Maybe you're sick", Owen thought. "That's the third time this week."

"True. And before I'd at least make it to the curbside."

"Hmm...maybe I should get a cab here. Hold on, stay right there."

Before Noah could object, Owen was already out the door, waving his arms like a maniac for a taxi to come by.

Noah and DJ looked out, before DJ turned his attention back to the smaller man.

"So, this has been going on for 3 days?"

Noah looked a little hesitant, but slowly nodded. "On and off for a week actually. Owen just happened to catch the last 3 days."

DJ looked concerned. "A week?!" He looked in thought for a moment, before his head perked up, like he just had an epiphany.

"If I can ask", DJ started, a little nervous, like the writer right now. "When was your last period?"

And there Noah saw the upside of having your doctor be their neighbor. A third person living close by helping keep up with his medical stuff. That, and he didn't always have to walk to an office to get it, cause that's kinda far.

Noah thought about it, and realized...he didn't know.

"…..Cause so far, it sounds like the early signs of pregnancy."

If Noah had a drink, he probably would've spat it out.

"WHAT", he asked, shocked, to put it lightly. "I...I couldn't!..I mean I COULD, but…"

"I'm not saying I'm right, but, I get a few people that come in with those symptoms, and 9 times out of 10...baby.

Noah thought about it. He wanted to say DJ was wrong, but...maybe, just maybe he-

HONK!

They looked back at the door to see Owen, having successfully hailed a cab, waving for Noah to come out.

"DJ, I appreciate your theory", Noah said, even though he really didn't, as he walked to the front door. "But I'm pretty sure it's just a bug."

"Alright, but you're gonna have to explain to Mommas what happened to their plant."

Hope you guys like it and please review. Reviews are always appreciated.