When they were on their way back from helping Elisa, Angela had to say, "I wonder why my mother would want to take Brooklyn's baby?"
"Brooklyn has held a grudge against her for so long ever since we woke up here and she used him to get back at me. But I have a feeling she wants to raise up at least one child and teach it to hate humans just as she tried to turn you over to her side, Angela." Goliath explained his thoughts. "But we won't let her have Brooklyn's baby, or any other baby that she plans to do evil with."
Angela understood. But she began to try to formulate a plan in her head to talk to her mother. It had been awhile since Demona had tried to get her to turn against her clan, but this was something that had to be resolved and soon. She didn't want her mother trying to harm Brooklyn again, not in his condition.
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After awhile of watching TV and getting bored with it, Brooklyn flipped through some more channels. He soon found a movie called Junior on. He knew of the famous Arnold Schwarzenegger, but had never suspected he would be in a movie like this. As it turned out, instead of him having a wife having a child, it was where he played a man being pregnant himself.
It did get Brooklyn's interest, and some of the conflicts in the movie did make Brooklyn think that he was up against the same thing. He already had been once during his own pregnancy with a maniac scientist. But then, there was the case of who had gotten him pregnant in the first place. What if they would come back for him?
And the ending of when Arnold went into labor startled the red gargoyle. He knew he himself had an artificial womb inside him that was nourishing his baby, but he didn't know if it would affect him like that in the end. It still sent a shiver down his spine, but in the end of the movie, there was a baby girl born. A boy too from a woman. And the relationships in it made Brooklyn long for a female to love him even more.
He sure would love for his child to have a mother to love him or her just as well as him, as the father. And even father her kids someday. He was willing to father more than one, but he didn't think he ever wanted to go through this again.
After the movie was over, Brooklyn felt he was ready to go read more of the book he had been given. He reached over to try to get the remote after having put it down, but then, as he was reaching for it, he suddenly felt a fluttering in his stomach. He had never felt that feeling before.
He tried going for it again and he felt it again. He looked down at his belly. "I hope I'm not hurting you for reaching over like this, little one." Brooklyn said. "But I need the remote." He finally reached over and got the remote to turn off the TV.
He pulled himself to his feet and he felt the fluttering again. It made him put a hand to his belly. Even at this early stage in the pregnancy, he had also noticed other changes in his body too, aside from his stomach. His chest felt weird, like it could be changing, and his skin seemed to feel smoother, softer. His moods most of the time seemed happier when he wasn't under stress.
"Come on, Bronx. You want to join me in my room?" Brooklyn asked the gar-dog.
Bronx perked up. He started begging.
"What? Are you hungry again? Alright. I guess I am too." Brooklyn said and they went to the kitchen. He got a good sized hunk of meat out of the freezer and put it in the oven to warm up a bit. Then he got some bread and ham and turkey and cheese, plus putting mayonnaise on it. He had made himself a sandwich. He also gave a few pieces of ham to Bronx.
When the meat was done cooking, it wasn't too hot. Brooklyn took it out and he fed it to the gar-dog.
"Brooklyn, you could have asked for help if you wanted to cook a meal." A voice came from behind him. It was Owen. It had startled the red gargoyle. Bronx went on eating.
Brooklyn turned to the blonde butler. "Oh, I was just warming it up enough for Bronx. He was hungry. I made myself a sandwich. I'm fine, Owen, really."
"How's the baby?" Owen asked.
"It's fine."
"I have to ask Brooklyn, may I feel it?" Owen asked.
Brooklyn raised an eye ridge. "Why?"
"To just get a sense of the little one." the man replied.
"Alright. But no funny stuff."
Owen went over to him and put a hand to Brooklyn's stomach. He concentrated. Brooklyn watched him carefully.
Owen smiled. "I'd say the baby is doing well, Brooklyn." He took his hand off the belly.
"Thanks." He was glad to hear that.
After that, Brooklyn and Bronx went to Brooklyn's room and they both laid down. Bronx appeared to go to sleep. Brooklyn picked up his newest book and began to read it. It was the one Fox had given to him for the pregnancy.
When he turned to the page he wanted, it made him soften for a moment. He was now currently on the 15th week of pregnancy.
From the look of the picture, the baby looked pretty well developed, and he had seen how well his own was developed on his last sonogram.
The baby should be about four inches long and be the size of a pear or so. It said that even though the baby is doing a bunch of movements too, it shouldn't be able to be felt just yet. But with how skinny Brooklyn was, he was feeling it a little early then.
He also read that he needed to be taking good care of his teeth. Maybe it wouldn't affect him like a normal woman, considering the womb in his body wasn't even a real part of him. But he would make sure to take care of his teeth anyway.
It was the gaining weight part that was scary. He already had a swelling in his belly. But he knew he was going to have to get a lot bigger than that before his pregnancy was over. He still had at least six more months to go, if a little shorter time. He would be monitored closely. He also worried if he would end up nearly as big as Broadway. But Broadway was just obese, and maybe more big-boned too.
Eating smaller meals throughout the night would be more beneficial than three large ones. Brooklyn's appetite had been increasing. He was glad for that, but he didn't need heartburn or indigestion. He didn't need dizziness or headaches either.
He had been feeling some discomfort down in his lower hip area. It was minor though. It was just his muscles stretching down there to make room for the baby. And he was glad that he wasn't being forced to do too much heavy work while he was in this condition. And then there was the risk for preeclampsia. He seriously hoped he wouldn't get a high blood pressure problem.
Brooklyn had already had an amniocentesis and the baby was fine. But he might need to have another one later in the pregnancy just to be sure it was completely fine. It had been a little early for it before. He hoped not though.
He had had no idea there was so much to watch out for in pregnancy. But this was all about human pregnancy of course. But his had had so many similarities thus far.
As his stomach was swelling out, Brooklyn noticed how he had to keep on loosening his belt, or sliding his loincloth down to make room for the baby, but he didn't know how much longer he could wear it.
He later went to Fox to ask for advice on how he was supposed to wear clothes while carrying his child.
"Oh, Brooklyn, I don't think you'll be able to continue wearing that when your stomach gets bigger than that. There are bigger men's sizes in pants and shorts. Shorts might be best for you otherwise." Fox suggested.
"Alright." Brooklyn was dumbfounded. But he knew she made a point. He would have to sooner or later have to wear 'maternity clothes.' But it was still a little early yet.
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The man among Winston's zoo med team that was pretending to be a member of the team was thinking about getting the gargoyle back himself and keeping him until the birth. And after too. He wanted to see this special project fulfill itself. He wasn't a gargoyle hater by any means. He was just being greedy about the 'finished product.' He wanted to take all the credit as the one who got the first male gargoyle pregnant.
He began to try to think of a plan how he was going to get the pregnant gargoyle. He was tired of Winston having all the fun of being able to get near and socialize with the gargoyle, and even get to see the baby on a computer screen.
All he knew was that he wanted to get the gargoyle before he got too far along in his pregnancy. It had only been a little over four months. Winston had said gargoyles normally carried eggs for six months, but the red one was carrying a live fetus and it wasn't contained in an egg. It would no doubt take much longer than six months to develop. Maybe even be the length of a human pregnancy.
He began to talk to some other friends of his. They had heard about what had happened some time back with the Xanatos family, with baby Alex getting kidnapped. Perhaps something like that could be reenacted?
The man had his own private facility a few states over. He knew it wouldn't be easy keeping the gargoyle there if he wouldn't cooperate, but he would ensure that he did.