"Settle down, Beavis!" Deidra and Butthead exclaimed in unison as Beavis rapidly pushed the Nurse, call button repeatedly.
"What seems to be the problem?" One of the Nurses hurriedly entered the room.
"Beavis, can you give me some time alone with the Nurse?" Deidra begged with a hint of concern shining in her eyes.
"What?! No way! I'm not leaving you! Heh-heh!" Beavis stubbornly insisted.
"T-The baby's coming..." Deidra hesitantly admitted to the Nurse, much to the Nurse's surprise.
"So? We already knew that; what's the big secret? Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead sarcastically reminded.
"It's far too early for you to be giving birth at this point in your pregnancy!" The Nurse exclaimed much to both Beavis and Butthead's shock. Beavis felt horrible for not keeping track of how long his fiancé had been pregnant as he mentally began to shut down. The Nurse began to hook up a few monitors, relieved once she heard the baby's heartbeat.
"Okay, don't panic; we still have a heartbeat. We're going to deliver the baby in a moment so I'm going to ask you to push soon but not yet..." The Nurse instructed before turning to leave the room to get to lead Doctor. Before the Nurse could have a chance to fully exit the room, Deidra gasped once she had felt a popping-sensation in her lower-abdomen. Beavis gasped in shock and Butthead covered his mouth in horror before turning his back to the sight that was once before him as an underdeveloped-baby was launched from Deidra's nether-regions and onto the foot of her Hospital-bed.
The Nurse was quick to run out of the room and scream to the other Doctors and Nurses for help as Beavis carried his underdeveloped-son into his shaking hands. Tears began to well up within his eyes but he fought them back with every ounce of strength he had in his body as his underdeveloped-son weakly opened his eyes. With a shaky hand, the underdeveloped-child weakly reached up to caress Beavis' cheek gently before dying in his arms, provoking a shaky gasp from his father. Deidra immediately broke down into a fit of hysterical-sobs as several Doctors and Nurses entered the room.
"N-N-No..." A few pathetic whimpers escaped from the blond's quivering lips as one of the Nurse sympathetically removed his deceased-son from his shaking arms.
"We have another heartbeat!" One of the Nurses announced, causing Beavis, Butthead and Deidra to all perk up with hope once it was revealed that Deidra was pregnant with twins.
"If we preform emergency-surgery on her, we can save this one..." The lead Doctor announced as he and his group of various other Doctors and Nurses gently moved Deidra to a gurney.
"W-Wait! S-Surgery?!" Beavis gasped, now fearing for his fiancé's safety as well as the Doctors and Nurses began to move Deidra to the Emergency Room. Beavis attempted to follow but was stopped by one of the Nurses.
"I'm sorry, son but you can't be back here, with us..." The Nurse frowned as she reluctantly locked Beavis out of the Emergency Room.
"N-No! You don't understand! I'm her husband; I have to be with her! Please..." Beavis tearfully begged as he pounded against the double-doors.
"C'mon, dude; she'll be fine..." Butthead gently placed comforting hands on Beavis' shoulders before gradually beginning to lead him away from the door.
"Y-You okay, dude?" Butthead questioned, trying to hide any hints of trauma that were laced within his voice. He knew that Beavis was the weaker of the two of them and he knew that he constantly had to be the strong one for him. Beavis remained silent as he somberly averted his gaze from Butthead.
"Look dude, why don't we just get some food or something? Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead offered with a sympathetic-sigh.
"I'm not hungry..." Beavis replied in an emotionally-drained tone.
"Okay well, how about just some desert or something?" Butthead offered another solution to cheer up his friend, finally earning a nod of approval from the blond. Butthead lead Beavis to the Hospital's cafeteria and Beavis took a seat at one of the tables.
"It's on me, dude..." Butthead reassured before heading over to the counter to purchase a few deserts. Tears of anxiety and grief began to well up within Beavis' eyes once again as he used every ounce of strength he had in his body to hold them all back. He already felt horrible for not being able to protect his own son or his own fiancé and he did not want to feel even worse by allowing everyone to see how weak he was by crying in front of them all, especially Butthead since he knew that his brunette-companion would most-likely tease him if he ever caught him crying again.
"Are you gonna cry?" Beavis was shocked to hear the voice of an older man ask as he turned his attention to the older man, prepared to deny the question that he assumed was directed at him. The older man however, was speaking to his female grandchild that looked to be at least five.
"Are you gonna cry? It's alright..." The older man reassured the child, provoking more negative emotions to rise within Beavis' chest. The fact that the man was speaking to a child did not help matters as this only reminded the blond that his own son had died in his arms and that his own daughter might not make it out of the Hospital he was currently trapped in alive. Beavis could no longer contain his emotions as he covered his eyes to hide the tears that were now gushing from them.
"Beavis?! Wait!" Butthead called out once he had returned only to see his best friend dashing outside, to the courtyard. The brunette was quick to follow his friend, who was now standing on the courtyard's bridge, crying hysterically.
"Hey...Dude, are you okay?" Butthead questioned as he rushed over to his sobbing-friend.
"D-D-D...D-Don't look at me..." Beavis whimpered in between sobs.
"Dude hey, you can like...talk to me about it if you want...I promise I won't make fun of you again and stuff uh-huh-huh..." Butthead soothed as he placed a comforting-hand on his blond-companion's shaking shoulder.
"B-Butthead, remember when we were kids and we both pretended to be birds because we wanted to fly?" Beavis managed to question in between sobs.
"Yeah? Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead raised his eyebrows, curious to see where Beavis was going with this memory.
"Do you think I could fly right off this bridge?" Beavis asked softly as he peered over the edge of the bridge's railing, eyes full of temptation.
"Whata ya mean, Beavis?" Butthead questioned, fearing the worst.
"N-Nothin'...Never mind..." Beavis stepped away from the railing and turned back around to face Butthead.
"Here dude, I brought you a cupcake..." Butthead offered the large, pink and white cupcake he had bought to his friend in an attempt to cheer him up.
"Goodnight in the mornin'!" Beavis exclaimed as his eyes widened at the size of the cupcake.
"What?" Butthead questioned.
"I gained ten pounds already just lookin' at that thing!" Beavis happily accepted the large cupcake and began to hungrily devour it as Butthead smiled at the fact that his friend seemed to be acting like his normal self once again.
"Not you again...What are you doing here, butthole?! Uh-huh-huh..." Butthead suddenly growled as he peered over Beavis' shoulder, flashing whoever was standing behind him a menacing glare. Beavis turned to see who Butthead was talking to and was horrified to see Deidra's Father using his good hand to wheel the wheelchair he was placed in over to them.
"Now you've really done it...I hope you're proud of yourself..." Deidra's Father growled as Beavis took a few steps back. The blond then suddenly let out a pained gasp as he could feel the sugar of the large cupcake Butthead had given to him coursing through his veins.
"Leave him alone, buttmunch! He's been through enough already!" Butthead defended, oblivious to his best friend's predicament.
"Oh, I know all about that...Tell me, why did my daughter lose one of her children and have to rushed into emergency-surgery? Was it because you're too in-bread to make a proper child?" Deidra's Father accused. Butthead snarled and clenched his fists, appearing more offended by the insults than even Beavis ever could manage. Before he could manage to inflict any harm on Deidra's already-injured Father however, he and Deidra's Father were both startled when Beavis had suddenly dropped to his knees and began to quiver violently.
"Beavis, are you okay?! What's wrong?! Hey!" Butthead gasped in concern when Beavis began to chuckle his infamous-chuckle. His infamous-chuckles soon turned into an uproar maniacal laughter as Cornholio had now taken over Beavis' body.
"I AM CORNHOLIO! MY SEED SHALL BE AVENGED!" Cornholio screeched as he pulled a roll of toilet paper seemingly out of nowhere and lassoed the neck of Deidra's Father with it. Deidra's Father gasped for air as he clawed at the toilet paper that was currently choking him in a vain attempt to rip it from his neck.
"El stupido! You will never be able to rip that T.P! It is the joke-T.P. that never tears!" Cornholio explained with an insane cackle.
"W-W-Whoa! S-Settle down, B-Beavis! It's not w-worth it..." Butthead stuttered as he began to back away out of an irrational-fear that he may become his best friend's next target.
"Life is not worth it..." Cornholio growled darkly before sharply yanking on the joke, toilet paper and snapping the neck of Deidra's Father. He then pulled out his lighter and lit the corpse on fire to destroy the evidence of his murder as Butthead watched in horror.
TO BE CONTINUED...