Sometimes over the next few weeks, Stretch did feel some nausea in his stomach, but didn't think it was a big deal. He hadn't seen Chaos since that night. For now, she was keeping her distance.
Chaos watched from a distance on how well he had made a complete recovery. He was lonely without her, but he still did things with his bros.
A complete month later, Stretch was still doing okay. His mood seemed a little quieter however. Hormones. They were supposed to settle the 'mom' down during this delicate period. Otherwise, miscarriage could happen.
One night, Stretch had another bad dream. Of Chaos trying to hurt his stomach. She had said that it had something to do with his stomach in the first place. He dreamt that it was tortured and torn to pieces in ghost terms.
He woke up screaming. He panted. It woke Stinkie and Fatso too. "What is it Stretch?" Stinkie asked.
"A bad scream." He said. He pulled the blanket down and looked at his belly. He breathed a sigh of relief. It was fine. Why was this happening? He had never had a bad dream like that before, not like that one. He laid back down, but yet wondered what it meant.
More time passed. Stretch started to get back to his usual irritable self. He still had no idea he was pregnant. He never did suffer from morning sickness problems considering nothing stayed in him when he ate.
It had now been 4 months. Stretch wondered why Chaos had broke up with him. He had written to her several times and she never responded. She was afraid to respond was the truth, that if she told him what she had done to him, he would never speak to her again. She had to make up her mind to do something soon and she wanted to see how her baby was doing inside of him. Finally, she came up with a plan.
She finally responded by writing a letter to him that they needed to meet again.
Stretch was surprised to get a letter from her one day. He and Stinkie and Fatso were watching TV when Casper came into the living room with a letter. "Uncle Stretch. You have a letter today."
He was kind of in an angry mood at his bros. They were driving him crazy. "What kind of letter?"
"It's from Chaos."
He immediately was in the air. He grabbed the letter from Casper and ripped it open. "She wants to meet up with me again."
"But she dumped you. What makes you think she won't do it again?" Stinkie asked.
"She says it's urgent and to come alone. No one follow me."
"When are you going to meet her?" Casper asked.
"That's my little secret." He said and flew out of the room. It was two days from now. It was said to sneak out at night and meet her again in the Pet Cemetery.
After everyone was asleep, Stretch snuck out. It had been two long days and nights. He was anxious to see her again, but was going to be on his guard this time more than ever. He still did remember what had happened last time.
He waited by the large tree in the middle of the cemetery. "Hello Stretch." There she was. Beautiful as ever. "Hi Chaos. Why did you break up with me? No letters, no phone calls, nothing."
"I was afraid about getting in touch with you after where I took you that night a few months ago. I finally decided it was time to reach you again."
"What and why did you do that to me?"
"If you come with me to the hospital, you will find out that answer of what. Why is because I love you. Please come with me now."
Stretch was a little hesitant about going to a hospital. "Is this a ghost hospital?"
"Of course. I wouldn't take you to a fleshie hospital."
He reluctantly went with her. He was wary of doctors that did medical stuff. But he did want to know what she had done to him.
Soon they arrived. "Hello Chaos. Is this the patient?"
"Yes he is."
"Very well. If you will come with us sir." The doctor said.
"They knew I was coming?"
"Yes. I booked an appointment for you late at night. This was just between us. Go with him. I'm coming too."
Stretch followed the doctor. Chaos was right behind him.
They were led to an ultrasonic room. Stretch didn't like the look of the machine. He had seen some on TV. "What is that?"
"It's an ultrasound machine. It's been modified to do ghost exams I assure you Mr. Stretch. Now if you'll just lay down on the bed for me."
That made him a little nervous. "What are you going to do?"
"You are getting an ultrasound. Now lay down or do I have to force you?" The doc said.
Stretch looked over at Chaos. "Do it Stretchy. It won't hurt. I'm right here."
He gulped and floated over to the bed. He laid down on his back first. That was usually the best way to start. "Now what Doc?"
"Now we do the exam." He put his hands immediately on Stretch's stomach. That was a little nerve wracking right off. "Hey! What are you doing?" Stretch asked.
"It's your stomach that needs the exam. I'm doing what I've been told to do."
Stretch let him do it, though he didn't like it. The doc pressed on his belly and felt around. It hurt a little. Then came the probe exam.
Jell was put on. Special jell. Then the probe. Stretch just lied there. It tickled him. Chaos came around and looked on the screen. There was a baby on screen! The experiment had been a success! Chaos smiled.
The doc smiled too. "You were right my dear. He is having one." Then he spotted another thing. Off to the side. He moved the probe more. There was another baby! Twins! It seemed the experiment had doubled the rewards.
Chaos came over and whispered into the doc's ear. "Don't let him know he has twins. Just one. I want the second to be a surprise at birth." Doc nodded.
"So, what's the verdict, Doc?"
"Well, everything is perfect. And considering I just found out that you're pregnant, Mr. Stretch."
Stretch's eyes went wide. "I'M WHAT?" He rose himself up and the doc caught him. He pushed him back down.
"Now relax Mr. Stretch. Don't make me call reinforcements to hold you down so I can complete this exam." The doc said.
Stretch was breathing heavily. "I can't be pregnant! I'm a guy!"
"Sure you can. I did the experiment on you. The baby is mine too. It is our child Stretchy."
Stretch was scared out of his wits right now. He didn't know what to think of this whole thing. "Here, you want proof?" The doc said. He moved the screen over to face him and the probe put back on.
Stretch saw with his own eyes that where the probe was on his belly, there was a baby inside him. He calmed down. Seeing that baby on screen did remind him of when Casper had been turned into a baby. He had wanted him to stay a baby, but now was his chance to finally have a little baby around the Manor.
"How far along is this baby?" He had to ask.
"Sixteen weeks." Chaos answered. "I have been documenting every week since the night at the castle lab Stretchy."
"How far along is that in months?"
"Four and half months." The doc said. "You should be having this baby in about five more months. November."
This was June now. He would be carrying this baby all through the summer and early fall. He couldn't wait to tell the others that there was going to be a baby in the house. He had come to learn to love babies. So cute. He was sure his was going to be cute too.
"There is something that you need to do Stretch. Don't tell the others of this baby coming. It is a secret. TOP SECRET." Chaos said. "And you come back here once every month for an exam of the baby. Every month until after the birth."
"Why can't they be told? It's my baby."
"And mine. No. They cannot be told. They will find out later on. And you also protect your stomach from being harmed in any way."
"Oh yeah. I'll definitely do that. But can I still morph okay?"
"Oh yes. Morphing won't harm the baby. It's one way to help it learn morphing." The doc said. "You can go home now or go out with Chaos, but do what we say. You should also start taking prenatal vitamins. And NO telling of the pregnancy."
Stretch was disappointed that he wouldn't be allowed to tell anyone until later on. But at least he was now allowed to go home. The sonogram, Chaos would keep. He didn't want to think anymore about this. He just wanted to get out of here. He didn't say anything to Chaos after he had cleaned his stomach off. He just flew through the ceiling. She followed him.
Stretch flew to the park and found a bench to sit on. He sat down to think about what he had just learned. He had just learned he was pregnant and couldn't tell a soul about it. He rubbed his stomach.
Now he would have to take prenatal vitamins just like a pregnant woman. He would also have to watch what he ate and he did drink alcohol from time to time and now he wasn't even allowed to do that. So many irritating restrictions during a pregnancy. It was only for five more months.
He wondered if he was going to be able to feel it moving anytime soon and would he also get fat? If he started getting fat, his family would be sure to notice. He didn't want to be as fat as Fatso.
Chaos just kept her distance. She could tell that from the look on her love's face, he wasn't in the mood for talking right now. He needed some time for himself. She would keep watching though. He needed to get over the shock.
It was after sunrise when he finally returned home to bed. Fatso and Stinkie were still asleep. It wasn't easy for him to get back to sleep, but he did and slept for a good while.