Stimpy pushed Ren away and panted softly.
"W-what the hell do you think you're doing..?"
"Giving you a bath…" Ren replied, staring at Stimpy with confusion.
Stimpy moved Ren's hand up near his chest instead of in between his legs.
"Just….don't scrub me there, ok? I can do it myself…"
Ren sighed with annoyance. "Yes your majesty…"
Ren stared at Stimpy as he scrubbed his chest softly. He looked down in the water and saw his reflection. God…what am I gonna do…? He thought as he rest his chin on his wrist.
Stimpy looked over at Ren and looked down. He sighed softly and sat up a bit. I wonder if…he really means it…that he cares… he thinks as he watches Ren's hand. I mean…sure he does…Ren wouldn't lie….well…
"I need to ask you something" The both of them said, looking at each other at the same time.
Ren blinked and stared at him; dipping his hand and the washcloth in the water. "Y-you first."
"No Ren, you wanted to say someth—
"Go on Stimpy! M-mine can wait." Ren gave Stimpy a reassuring smile, even though it hurt.
Stimpy closed his hands together and looked down then at Ren.
"Ren….You aren't… you love the baby right? Don't…" he looks away. "Don't you want it to… live?" He glances at him.
Ren, not thinking, "Yeah of course I do! After all, I," He stopped himself and looked down. His face contorted in concentration. "I mean… I did say that I could care less… and…" Ren lifted his hand out of the water, letting go of the washcloth and stood up. He rubs his arm nervously, trying to get his mind in the right place. "I…Well…I don't know."
Stimpy, holding back the sadness in his heart, sat up some more.
"W-what do you mean you don't know..?"
Ren glared at him. "I just…I don't fucking know, okay!" He leaves the bathroom, slamming the door.
Hours later…
Ren was sitting on the couch, smoking a cigarette and staring out the window. "Fuck…what am I gonna do…" He sighs heavily and takes a long drag of his smoke. He exhales slowly. "I just HAD to go and knock up…that." He looks up towards the stairs in anger, then turns back, staring out at the rainy weather.
It looked so serene for it raining. The calm pattering of the rain helped calm Ren's rattled nerves. The droplets of rain hitting the window, the water sliding down… what could be better?
"He wants this fucking kid so bad… and I don't! What's so wrong with that? HUH?" He looks down in frustration and tightly grips the end of the cigarette; ashes falling on the carpet.
Ren felt tears sting his eyes as he stared down. "So much bullshit…" He wiped some loose tears away. "I don't need this… Stimpy can raise the baby on his own… I know he can." Ren put out the cigarette after taking another long inhale, and leaned back in the couch.
"Stimpy may be a stupid fucking idiot…but he can handle taking care of a child." He crossed his arms, refusing to take back his thoughts. He sighed, "I better go pack my things if I don't want to be part of this family- WHICH I DON'T!" He shouted in anger.
His mind was spinning. Ren was so confused whether to actually agree to the idea, or to refuse it. He couldn't take it! Parenthood? Him? HA! More like an insensitive joke. Might as well be, he hated kids. They always want attention and are happy. Sounds a lot like Stimpy.
Ren groaned and rubbed his head and hid his face in his hands. "Fuck this… I don't know what to do anymore… I just don't know…."
Then, suddenly, Ren remembered what Stimpy had told him once he had first found out.
"Think about how our lives would be if we did have a baby… It would change everything…! "Think about it this way, you would have a beautiful son or daughter… who knows, they would even look like you…"
Ren brought his hands away from his face and looked down. His whole outlook had changed.
"That's right… our whole lives would change… but…" He set his elbows on his knees and rested his chin on his hands. "What if… who says everything would have to change? Plus…" Ren smiled slightly, starting to think about the good things. "Having a little trouble maker around would… hell, it'd be a GREAT idea!" Ren sat up and smiled big. He looked down, maintaining his smile. "Maybe…just maybe… we can give it a shot…" Ren stood up and walked upstairs.
Stimpy who was almost asleep heard the door open. He sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"Stimpy…? Are you awake?" Ren came in and closed the door.
Stimpy nodded and looked away. "Yes…"
Ren smiled and crawled on the bed. He scooted close to Stimpy and took his hands. "Stimpy… I honestly did think about it… I'm being serious."
Stimpy stared at Ren, not smiling. "Yeah rig—
"Stimpy, we can give it a shot." Ren interrupted him.
"But last time you said that you—
"I mean it this time." Ren firmly held his dumbfounded friend's hands. "I'm being serious."
Stimpy looked away, not knowing what to say. "Y…you really…"
Ren nodded and leaned in close. "And…" He looked away, not being good with the mushy gushy crap. "I promise I'll be here with you, every step of the way." He smiled and stared at Stimpy.
Stimpy, feeling relieved smiled and hugged Ren tightly. Tears of joy filled his eyes.
Ren hugged his friend back and closed his eyes.
"I swear, everything will be ok…"
