Jimmy lay limp on the table as Judy made a face at the sonographer.
"Well…" she said, looking at the image on the screen with a look. "That's that."
"That's that…" the freaked out sonographer said, keeping the wand on Jimmy's stomach.
The heartbeat and stomach muscles could be heard through the room and Judy just sighed.
"So he's about two months along?"
"I- I would say so…"
Judy nodded and looked at her son who was still passed out on the exam table.
"If you don't mind, can I have a wheelchair?"
"Uh… yeah… um… the doctor will want to see you in regards to um… prenatal care."
"I see. I don't think my son will be responsive so I'll take care of everything… You also look quite scared, dear."
"I am, ma'am."
"We have the answer we needed so if you want to leave then I'm not stopping you."
The sonographer nodded and left the room.
Judy sighed, wondering how in the world this could have happened. She had no idea what she was going to tell her husband, although he probably won't care and just ask why Jimmy was fat later on… She wondered why she stayed with him often but she thought about it and realized she loved that idiot.
The door opened and the doctor walked in with a confused and grave look on his face.
"The sonographer says that there really was a heartbeat."
"Yes; I'm afraid Jimmy passed out and we scared your tech."
"It's not something that normally comes through here… um… well, I guess I'll just have to treat him like one of my maternity patients. I'll give him some prenatal vitamins and have him come back in about a month for the first trimester check up. He'll need to actually see me in my OB/GYN office downtown for the checkups."
"Of course." Judy said, grabbing the prescription from the doctor. "I assume we are under strict confidentiality?"
"Of course."
"Great… I still need a wheelchair."
"I'll have someone help you wheel him out."
Judy nodded and waited for someone to come.
Jimmy laid on his bed, staring at nothing. He couldn't believe what had happened to him. He just didn't understand how it had happened. He was a virgin, for God's sake! How could this have happened? The only thing he could think of was the serum, but he hadn't asked to have this! He asked to be bigger, as in taller, not fatter or pregnant. Something had to have gone wrong… He would have gone down to his lab to see but the ride down made him vomit and some smell in his lab made him nauseas almost all the time.
Plus, he was so tired; mentally and physically.
There was a knock on his door and Judy stuck her head in.
"Jimmy? You alright?"
"No."
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Make me not pregnant."
Judy made a face. "Jimmy…"
"I'm a boy, Mom, this can't happen to me. What's going to happen when I have to give birth?"
"It's called a C-section, sweetie."
"Mom!" he whined.
"What do you want me to do, Jimmy? Allow you to abort it?"
"Why not?!"
Judy was surprised at her son and she pointed at him.
"James Isaac Neutron, you got yourself into this mess playing around with your science experiments and you will go through with this as punishment and responsibility for your actions. As a scientist you know that every action has an equally opposite reaction. This is the reaction, deal with it."
Jimmy knew his mother was a little smarter than his father but he was surprised she threw science at him so skillfully. He just sighed and stuck his head in the pillow.
"How will I go to school?" he asked, muffled.
"Like a regular person. When you begin to show, if you would like me to have you homeschooled then that will be an option for you."
He heard his mom leave and he yelled into the pillow, kicking his legs angrily.
"Goddard!" he yelled, sitting up.
Goddard came out and got on the bed.
"Goddard, can you go down to the lab for me and download a copy of the lab video feed from two months ago? When I was doing the serum experiment?"
Goddard barked and went over to the door that went to the lab, using his ears as helicopters to descend. Jimmy got up and began to pace, wondering what he would find. He heard Goddard come up from the tube and anxiously awaited what he'd find.
"Show me the video feed."
Goddard opened his mouth to project the image up on the wall and Jimmy turned the light off so he could see clearly. He watched as he injected the serum into his arm and then work on some things. He got sleepy and fell asleep at his desk. There was nothing for the longest time until a light suddenly illuminated the lab. Jimmy narrowed his eyes and waited in anticipation for what was going on. It was just his mother, bringing a blanket for him and draping it across his back. There was nothing for another length of time when something blipped on the screen and Jimmy blinked.
"Whoa! Go back a little."
Goddard went back.
"Now play the video but in slow motion."
It took longer to get there this way but when the small blip came, Jimmy was able to see that it seemed to appear next to him, stayed there for a couple of seconds, and then disappeared just as quick.
"Go back 5.6 seconds and play frame by frame."
Goddard did as told and when he did, Jimmy made out a human figure that was there for a few seconds and then was gone.
"Goddard, is there a way to figure out who that was in my lab? Look through the DNA scanner in the security system."
Goddard closed his mouth and a whirring noise could be heard as his ears turned slowly in waiting. When he had everything, he printed a small printout and Jimmy grabbed it, reading over it.
"Me, Mom, Cindy, me, me, me, Mom, Mom? Ugh, cleaning my lab again… Carl, rat, bird, Mom, me, me, me, me… what's this? Unidentified? Hmm… I wonder who that could have been.
-Your father? Goddard said, displaying the thought.
"No, Dad is too busy with his duck museum to care about down there."
-Cindy?-
"What would Cindy be doing down there? Besides, I have the lab set up that the only woman allowed is Mom…"
-Brobot's ghost-
Jimmy made a face.
"When I get well enough to get back down there, I'm reprogramming you. I have no idea how you got a sense of humor…"
Goddard gave a laugh and Jimmy frowned.
"Hey, I haven't seen Nerdtron in a while." Nick said at lunch. "Is he sick?"
"How should I know? I've had cheerleading practice and track all week." Cindy said.
"Carl?" Libby asked.
"I've been cramming for exams. Sheen?"
"Haven't thought about it."
"You alright, Sheen?" Libby asked, looking at him in worry.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He said, looking up from his PSP. "Why?"
"You just… seem off."
Sheen narrowed his eyes at her. "I'm taking my medicine so I won't go off the deep end, if that's what you mean."
Libby blinked. "That's not what I meant."
Sheen turned off the PSP and stood up, taking his half eaten food with him. He walked off as Libby looked at everyone else.
"Did I say something bad?"
"He's overly sensitive." Carl said, erasing something. "One of his medications does it."
"How do you know?" Cindy asked.
"I took a look at his meds and wrote them down and looked them up so I wouldn't be surprised."
"And you didn't think to print out a copy and give it to us?" Nick said with a look.
"It's not my job."
Libby didn't really care. She was just worried about him. He had been acting really strange lately and she didn't know why.
Sheen walked toward the office, his hands shaking. I won't make it… I won't make it… he kept thinking, trudging through the hallways. He got to the office door and shakily took out his hand to open it. He got inside and went up to the desk, jumping around nervously.
"Yes, can I help you?"
"I need to take my meds."
"Name?"
"Sheen Estevez."
The lady seemed to be taking her sweet time looking up his name and finally found it.
"Ah, here we are… It says here that you take two in the morning and two around fourth period-"
"But there's one I take 'as needed'. I'm needing it now!" he snarled, slamming his hand on the counter.
The receptionist jumped at his anger and scrolled down, seeing one that did indeed say 'take as needed'.
"Alright, Sheen… How many do you usually take of that one?"
"Three."
"Three?" she asked, confused.
"It goes by how severe it is at the moment. It's pretty severe so if you could just… give them to me?"
The receptionist wasn't too sure but went to the back to get what he needed. She came back and handed him the three pills and a glass of water. He knocked them back all at the same time and drank the water down. He set the cup down and seemed to finally calm down, walking out of the office. He sat on the bench outside for a second, waiting for them to kick in. They won't last much longer… he thought as he felt himself calm down. Soon there won't be enough to stop it… He breathed in deep and looked up.
"I need help…" he said to no one in particular.
i dunno if it's still effective, but it used to be that schools made you go up to the office to take certain pills because they didn't want them to be free reign on campus and stuff. anyhow, but jimmy is truly preggers and what's up with sheen?