Stretch looked on the calendar. The appointment was three weeks away. He was now entering his final month. The baby wasn't due until the 26th, but since he had twins, they could be due sooner than that. November was here. The appt. was on the 20th.
Stretch went on about his regular activities. He could still feel the bickering going on inside him. How he wished it would end. For one baby, it sure was causing him pain and complete discomfort.
Two weeks later, Stretch wanted to go out with Banshee. He didn't think the baby would come anytime too soon. He went to Dr. Harvey to talk to him about how he could get the schoolmarm to go out with him. After the way she had treated him, he didn't want a thing to do with Chaos anymore.
He wanted a different girl, one he had been interested in for a long time. He just hoped she would be in him. And she was already working with kids. She could be the new mother to his child.
Harvey told him about humility and he had to put his needs aside to let her be happy. "The ability to listen to her needs without inflicting my selfish male attitudes and smothering her uniqueness as a woman." Stretch would say.
Soon, he and Harvey were going to the school. The doc pushed Stretch to be brave. He would do his best. He wanted Banshee to go out with him so bad. Usually he was brave. But now, he wanted to make an impression so good that it would score him a new possible mother for the child as well and a woman that he loved.
Of course, she said that his nose was bad. He thought that she didn't like his nose. Then he got things all mixed up. She was talking about a guest speaker, not him. She hadn't even heard his words at the window.
He went home sadly. He took off the tux and hid in the attic, ashamed to be seen by anyone. His bros didn't help. Only Casper did a bit. Then suggested he see the therapist.
Harvey mentioned a trained doctor and big problems made small. That made him instantly think of getting a nose job at the hospital. Under a different doctor than the one that had been doing his pregnancy exams.
When he got there, Stretch recognized that this doc was totally brain-dead. He couldn't even pronounce his name right.
When he told the doc he wanted his nose fixed, or a new nose, one of the twins moved within him as he sat down. Stretch tried not to notice it, as he didn't want this doc to know either.
Stretch wanted some tests done to see if he was sound. Healthy in other words in ghost terms. Even an x-ray was taken, but it wasn't low enough to see the babies. Of course, the nurse also got interested in him, but he didn't want her.
When Stretch was brought to the surgery room to witness an operation to see if he was willing to put up with this, he got worried. When he saw what he thought was blood, that scared him out of his wits. "I gotta get out here." And he zoomed out of there in a flash. It was ketchup, not blood.
The Orderly chased after Stretch. He got away and hid in a hallway. The Orderly missed that and went looking down another way. Then, Stretch peeked around the corner, "I gotta get out of here. I'm in fear for my afterlife, but which way is out?"
He looked in a few rooms looking for an exit. None of them were. Then the Orderly found him! He was pushed into a wheelchair and he thought he was being pushed back to the surgical room. Instead it was back to his doctor's office. He had the results of his tests back.
None of the tests concluded of his pregnancy. In the end, he had to angrily declare he wanted a nose job. When the doc gave him a choice of which one he wanted, he choose one. Then he said, "Just deliver me that baby…"
The doc got really excited and interrupted him. "Deliver! Baby! Why didn't you say so? Orderly, get this patient to maternity."
Stretch shouted "No!" several times before the Orderly's huge hand came through the wall and grabbed him.
Stretch was now extremely scared. He was pregnant after all. Now it was too late. He wasn't yet ready for it to come. His labor was induced.
Stretch had no idea that Ms. Banshee was coming. Casper came too. They had thought that they were too late to stop him from getting a nose job. They waited outside. Banshee didn't want Stretch to have a nose job. She liked his nose.
In the operating room, Stretch yelled, "Let go of me!" And he screamed because of the pain he was in. He had been held down as the labor was induced.
His doc had said, "He's having a baby! That's a really nice way of telling someone you love them."
The Orderly pushed Stretch's gurney out in front of Banshee and Casper. She was upset that he had done it and couldn't look at the new nose. She hid her eyes.
Stretch's stomach had gone up and then down flat again. It was painful, but the twins were now delivered! He had been a little surprised, but he had two for the price of one now. No wonder he had felt so much action inside of him for so long. He had a son and a daughter.
Casper pulled the sheet down from over his head. "Uncle Stretch! You didn't get a nose job."
At that, Banshee uncovered her eyes.
Stretch looked over happily. "Nah! I got something better. Twins!" He was also happy to see his favored girl there too.
The boy grabbed his nose in a way of grasping at new things. "Hey Kid, watch the nose."
"That's his best feature." Banshee said then from behind. Stretch hugged his kids close to him. He was happy that they were now here at last.
His son had Fatso's brown eyes and his daughter had his violet eyes. Brown hair too. They each had pink and blue towels over their lower bodies. That let everyone know that there was one of each.
Stretch had no idea what he was going to name them. The twins had been born two weeks early and even before his final checkup. He didn't want to let go of them, but they had to be taken to the nursery.
Most of the stuff in this chapter is from the real show Intensive Scare. I just kept things simple when it came to his tests, not saying what all they were.