Joel felt a cold claw lightly patting the side of his face. "Joel? Joel, can you hear me?" Crow was talking to him.
Joel reached up and pulled the claw away gently. "Yeah, I can hear you."
"You alright?"
"Yeah, I think so. I had the strangest dream..." Joel muttered as he propped himself up on his elbows. "And you were there, and you were there!"
Tom Servo leaned down near Joel's face. "Whatcha' dream about 'Dorothy'?"
"I dreamt that Dr. Forrester used some kind of computer program to get me, me, a human man, pregnant. Crazy, right?"
"Uh, Joel?" Servo looked over at Crow. "That wasn't a dream..."
Joel looked back and forth between the two robots. "What?"
Crow spoke up. "Yeah, Dr. Forrester said he's using you as his newest experiment and that as soon as you woke up you had to get your buns in the theater."
Servo started giggling. "Heh, heh... buns!"
Joel's eyes widened as he looked around confused. "Oh, okay. I just need a little..." His head hit the floor hard as he passed out again.
"Darn it!" Crow complained. "How long do you think he'll be out this time?"
"I don't know, but we better get in the theater before Dr. Jerkface gets mad!"
"Right behind ya'!"
The two robots left Joel laying unconscious on the deck of the Satellite of Love.
Joel Robinson, the first pregnant male.
And he was still trapped in space.
Alone.
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