Happy New Chapter everyone! The support for this story continues to amaze me! Last chapter 'the gang' were finally told about the pregnancy now it's time to see their reactions!
I own nothing but the plot and the twins
So, are they together?
Normal pov
"Gigi, Andre, Myc, Glenn everyone. Reagan and I have the most exciting news, Reagan's pregnant...and you're gonna be aunts and uncles!" Brett's cheerful delivery did nothing to make the news any less shocking for 'the gang' if anything this had to be the most left field announcement that they have ever heard and for a group that secretly ran the deep state that was saying something.
"What the actual fuck?!" Gigi shouts as she looks back and forth between the two.
"Sweet merciful god!" Glenn said in disbelief.
"Wow, I must be really high because I'm pretty sure Brett just said that Reagan was actually pregnant!" Andre exclaims as he snorted up a mystery substance.
"You're fucking with us, aren't you?!" Myc asked as the group stared at the co-leaders.
"We're having twins!" Brett continues to say cheerfully as he begins to pass out copies of the twin's ultrasound pictures and coffee mugs to 'the gang' much to their shared disbelief. "We are registered at both Target and Amazon, so when you buy gifts for our twins, we only ask that you stay away from anything with bears, horses and turtles especially if they are ninjas!"
"First of all, fuck you you're getting stuff from Walmart!" Myc stated evenly. "And secondly you two emotionally unstable pieces of shit actually thought it was a good idea to have kids of your own!"
"Seriously were you two drunk or something when you decided to do this?" Gigi questioned forcefully.
"What's your point?" Reagan asked in a deadpanned tone.
"So, you admit you were drunk!" Gigi exclaims in disbelief.
"Man, I'm so high right now that I just heard Brett say that they are registered at Target and Amazon!" Andre says absentmindedly. "I should probably stop snorting whatever this is."
"Wow, I really thought you guys would have been way more excited and happier for us." Brett says in a disappointed tone. "Now, what am I going to do with all the T-shirts that I ordered?"
"Hey, look at what you assholes did now? You've made Brett upset!" Reagan scolded the group. "And you are not going to give my children something cheap from Walmart Myc!"
"Screw you, you can't tell me where to shop!" Myc shouts back while slamming a tentacle on the table. "You have any idea how expensive baby crap is?!"
"How would you know how expensive baby items are?" Reagan asked in a suspicious tone.
"Don't change the fucking subject!" Myc counters back. "The point is I'm not being force to shop at fucking Target and Amazon."
"Don't worry Myc I made sure that the registry wasn't too expensive!" Brett tries to reason. "But please remember that we are having twins so if you buy something for one you need to buy something for the other."
"Are you saying that I have to buy two separate things?!" Myc asked in anger. "What do you think I just have money laying around to buy nice gifts for your brats?!"
"Is anyone going to talk about how fucking crazy this whole thing is?" Gigi asked the rest of the group hoping to find some support.
"Well, I for one commend these two for creating some fine future super soldiers!" Glenn proclaimed. "I'm sure these twins will make a fine addition to the U.S. military! Especially after they've passed my special training."
"Glenn, I don't care how fun the movie 'Boss Baby' made it seem you are not getting funding to create a literal army of babies!" Reagan states in a tone that says that they've had this a few times conversation before.
"But with your brains, and his athletic ability put together-" Glenn tried to argue.
"You are not creating super soldiers with my kids!" Reagan says forcefully. "Brett back me up on this!"
"Let's just table this idea until the twins are the same age as the kids from 'Spy Kids' see easy compromise." Brett tries to mediate.
"Well, if they're going to be spies then that's means I'll have to give them a different kind of training." Glenn says while pulling out a file. "Alright, then I just need you to sign here and when the soldiers are born, they can be sent to the camp right away." He says while holding a pen out to Brett so he can sign the document.
"Brett?!" Reagan shouted knocking the file out of his hands. "You are not signing our kids away to Glenn's training."
"But he said it was a camp?" Brett tried to reason.
"Brett?! What kind of camp do you think takes newborn babies?!" Reagan asked in a frustrated tone.
"Space Camp?" Brett answered while tilting his head to the side.
"Fine, I guess we're really going to ignore how fucking crazy this is?" Gigi says with a huff giving up on arguing about this any longer.
"And I'm sure it goes without saying that Rand doesn't need know about this and won't be informed anytime soon if ever?" Reagan states after pulling Brett away from Glenn.
"Of course not." Gigi says shaking her head at the idea.
"No way I'm telling him." Glenn states evenly while putting his file away for the moment.
"Yeah, the last thing this world needs is another you because of that asshole!" Myc said while smoking a cigarette and purposely blowing it in Reagan's direction. "And you're having twins on top of that!"
"I'm high is fuck and even I know that!" Andre exclaims with a laugh. "By the way what's going on?"
"Okay, then I guess the meeting is over!" Brett says happily while Reagan turns all the video cameras and microphones in the room back on.
"Alright then everyone back to work." Reagan says between coughs as she got up and left the conference room and began walking back towards her lab.
"Reagan?! Don't forget that the doctor told you not to drink coffee and-" Brett tries to remind her as he begins to chase after her.
"Okay, how many people in the office betted twenty to one that those two idiots would get together?" Myc asked once the two were out of hearing range.
"I know that I did." Andre states despite still being high.
"I did too!" Gigi admits. "They've had this whole weird Work-Husband, Work-Wife thing going on for like months now."
"Wait we were able to bet on those two?" Glenn asked. "I don't remember that?"
"That's because we made it after you and that walking Ken doll switched brains." Myc explained. "First we have to confirm that those two are even together."
"They're having twins Myc." Gigi reminds him. "Doesn't that explain it all?"
"For regular people maybe." Myc argues as he took a long drag of his cigarette. "But this is Reagan we're talking about, what are the chances that she realized she had feelings for Brett and decided to have his kids at the same time?"
"Myc's right an impulsive decision to have children doesn't mean that the two are together." Andre adds in.
"Well, we're going to have to do something to figure them out cause I want my money!" Gigi exclaims forcefully. "Especially if I now have to buy their kids a crib and a bunch of onesies!"
"So, what do we just go up and ask them?" Andre asked.
"What?! Son, are you out of your mind?" Glenn asked while glaring at the quote unquote doctor.
"Yes." Andre says evenly.
"We can't just ask them straight out." Myc said. "We'd never get an answer out of Reagan and I'm pretty sure that Brett doesn't even know what's going on either. This after all a man so desperate to call anything family that he'd agree to any weird situation."
"So, we'll put them under surveillance." Glenn suggested. "We'll watch their every move and then we'll have our answer!"
"We can make a list!" Gigi suggests excitedly. "And if they do enough couples crap then we'll know that they are actually together. Then I can win my money!"
"Well, I guess that's one way to go about it." Myc said while finishing up his cigarette. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment to get my tenacles drained." Almost as soon as Myc was out the door he was suddenly face to face with a chirpy looking Brett. "Jesus Fucking Christ?! What the hell Brett?!"
"Mikey Myc! Glad I ran into you!" Brett says in a cheery tone as he puts an arm around the mushroom head walking with him back to his office. "Listen, there was some stuff that went on in the conference room that I think we should hash out."
"I stand by my statement Brett; your kids are getting shit from Walmart and Reagan's just going to have to fucking deal with it!" Myc proclaims evenly.
"That's not the issue, although I would like to say that a lot of the stuff that I picked out is very affordable!" Brett continues in his cheerful tone. "But we can talk about that issue later."
"Then what the fuck is your problem?" Myc asked once they stopped in front of his office.
"Well, earlier as we were wrapping up the meeting, I couldn't help but notice that you lite up a cigarette in the conference room…in front of Reagan." Brett begins to explain still in his cheerful tone. "And then you took a huff and blew some smoke in front of Reagan…who we've established before…is pregnant."
"Yes and?" Myc asked while crossing two tentacles across his mushroom body.
"And well, I know what's healthy and not healthy for a magic mushroom is different from humans. But smoking is like one of the things that isn't healthy for humans…especially pregnant expecting mothers so-" Brett stops mid-sentence and looks at Myc waiting for him to finish his sentence.
"So what?" Myc asked in an irritated tone. "I don't have all day Ken doll."
"So, I'm gonna have to ask that you don't…smoke in front of Reagan." Brett finally explains. "This is just such a delicate time in the twins' development and-"
"And none of that is my problem! It's not like I told you emotionally unstable shitheads to get drunk and make children." Myc says in a dismissive tone turning away from Brett to enter his office. "Now if you'll excuse-"
"And I would really appreciate it-" Brett begins to say cutting off Myc's route to his office. "If you would not smoke in front of Reagan while she's carrying my-our twins." He says in a cheerful tone as he stares intensely at Myc. "Because again this is such a delicate time in their development…and I would also hate for something to happen to you if you decided to smoke near Reagan again."
"Are…are you threating me?" Myc asked in a confused tone.
"Relax Mikey Myc all I'm saying is that accidents sometimes happens when people smoke." Brett proclaims in his usual cheery tone while being sure to still make direct eye contact with Myc. "You know sometimes people cough so loud when they're smoking that it almost sounds like someone is choking them! Or you know maybe they accidently drop their cigarette on them, and it causes a burn on their skin! Isn't it crazy how accidents like that can suddenly happen?"
"Ah sure." Myc could only say, he wasn't sure what to make of Brett at that moment, it wasn't like the people pleaser to threaten people and yet Myc was pretty sure that's what he was doing. "I'll be sure not to have any reason to cause an…accident."
"Okay buddy glad we could have this little chat!" Brett says while moving out of the way so that Myc could walk into his office. "Oh, and you almost forgot your copies of the twins' ultrasound pictures in the conference room!" Brett says while handing the pictures over to the magic mushroom. "Details for the Target and Amazon registry are in the back…and I'm sure you'll get our twins something nice! See you later Mikey Myc!" With a cheerful whistle Brett began walking towards his own office leaving the unsettled magic mushroom behind him.
Myc quickly ran into his office and took out his phone to make a call. "Hey, Gigi I've got something to add to the list proving that those idiots are together."
"Already?" Gigi asked over the phone. "What did you see them do?"
"Well, I didn't see them do anything it's just that well…Brett just threaten me." Myc admits in a sheepish tone.
"Ha ha What?! Brett threaten, you?!" Gigi laughs as she repeats back his words. "First of all, Brett Hand is not capable of threatening anyone! Secondly what reason would he even have to threaten you?! Lastly how would this prove that those two are even together?"
"I'm telling you Ken doll just threaten me!" Myc exclaims defensively. "He was mad that I smoked in front of his precious twins' mother!"
"Well, smoking near pregnant women is bad. It would make sense if Brett became upset over it, he was just telling Reagan not to drink any coffee." Gigi remembers as she pondered this out loud. "So, he yelled at you?"
"No, he didn't yell once." Myc stated. "He was his usual calm and cheerful self."
"Well, if he was calm and cheerful then he probably wasn't mad." Gigi says evenly. "He was probably just trying to ask you nicely to-"
"Gigi, he said he was going to choke me the next time I smoked in front of Reagan!" Myc shouts over the phone. "Or fucking burn me!"
"What?!" Gigi exclaimed in disbelief. "Brett Hand actually said he was gonna choke and burn you?!"
"Well, not directly." Myc admits. "He mostly just implied that when people sometimes smoke, they can 'sound like their choking' or they might accidently drop a cigarette and it might 'burn' their skin."
"It sounds like Brett was just concern about you." Gigi says in an even tone. "I mean you have accidently-"
"Gigi he was threatening me!" Myc shouted in defensive over the phone. "And after he was done, he handed me copies of the twins' ultrasound photos and said that the details for the Target and Amazon registry were on the back. Then he said bye and cheerfully whistled back to his office."
"Okay, I'm done listen to this made-up story. Call me when you actually have something real to report!" Gigi says coolly before hanging up the phone.
"Wait?! Gigi I swear he was-" Myc tried to argue before the phone cut off. "God I need another cigarette." Myc begins to open a draw to his desk when he notices the picture of the ultrasound on his desk, he turned it around to see the registry information like Brett had stated as well as another separate personally message. "Remember to think of our lungs Uncle Myc, we wouldn't want any accidents to happen before we're born!"
A/N Alright another chapter finished I hoped you enjoyed it.
