Eighteen weeks into his pregnancy Joel was finally starting to feel more at ease with the inevitable changes with his life. After his check-up his mind settled and came to terms with the idea of having a new baby in his life and not a monstrous result of Dr. Forrester's madness.
He was sitting on his bunk with another book about pregnancy while absent mindedly placing his hand on his stomach over his tight jumpsuit. It just seemed so natural for him to be expecting a new life and even found himself trying to imagine his life without the prospect of a baby. He laughed as he realized the idea of NOT being pregnant seemed as foreign as his life without the bots!
Crow knocked on Joel's cabin door. "Joel, can I come in?"
"Yeah Crow, what's up?" He closed his book and watched the door as it opened.
The golden robot walked into the cabin with his chicken puppet in his claws. "His wing is starting to tear off, can you fix it?"
"Sure give him here." As Joel reached for the puppet a suddenly fluttering in his stomach caught him by surprise. He froze and put both hands on his stomach curiously.
"Joel? You okay there buddy?"
"Yeah, it's just..." He was blushing again. "I think I felt it move."
"Really? Can I feel?" Crow curiously eyed Joel's stomach.
"Sure, just let me..." Another movement fluttered under his fingertips. "There!" Joel grabbed Crow's claw and put it gently on his stomach.
As soon as Crow felt the movement he retracted his claw in shock. "Gah! Whoa! How... how can you stand it? That's so weird..."
"YOU think it's weird? Try feeling it from MY perspective!"
"No thanks!"
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