Hulk x Popeye x Baymax x James Sullivan

Chapter 5

       That was a few days ago. We have talked over everything that has happened over these past few days. Hulk is now living with us, it's awkward walking around my house and seeing him.

 Hulk and Baymax have been sneaking off to other parts of the house in the middle of the day, leaving me to watch the two kids. The kids have been very curious about the Hulk. We of course didn't tell them why he's living with us. 

Excuses were made and lies were unfolded. 

I walked into an empty kitchen early in the morning, usually, my husband Baymax would be cooking up some fire eggs, but he was nowhere to be seen. I assumed that he was in our bedroom, so I decided to go check up on him. Thoughts were ringing in my head about what he was doing in there. 

The kids were at school, leaving the house with no ruckus. Baymax and my handsome green Hulk were nowhere to be found. Step by step, these thoughts decided to flash new and crazier assumptions. I slowly reached my large veiny hands out towards the door but was stopped when I heard the deep and sexy voices of my husband and high school crush.

"Are you serious...?" Baymax's voice was laced with confusion and worry.

"Yes..." Replied the Hulk.

I can't believe this. Have they been going behind my back this whole time? Not that I'm a big back or anything-

"This ugly rat eats so much spinach she's going to turn as green as me!" I hear my handsome hunk named Hulk yell.

"He just likes spinach! Is there something wrong with eating healthy, you fatty" Baymax argued.

The hulk stopped talking, I could hear some sniffling. "I-I–I-I-I... I'm pregnant,"

"Who's the other father?" Baymax roared out, unleashing the anger he had kept in, since the summer of 780 BCE.

"Why do you wanna know?" the hulk said smugly, "is it because you're stuck in an unfaithful marriage that you know you can't get out of?"

My heart tinged a bit, hearing them insult me behind my back. And the fact that my beefy green spinach-like male was pregnant. I decide to open the door, even though my brain is telling me not to. I had to talk to them.

I walk in to see the Hulk and Baymax each holding a chunk of paper. Their faces filled with surprise. What have they been doing?

"Y-y-you're pregnant?" I stuttered out, not finding the words to say.

"IT'S A SCRIPT FROM A PLAY YOU-" the Hulk started to yell, frightening me.

"What have we talked about with those kind words now, love?" Baymax said peacefully.

I stared at Baymax, confused by his choice of words. Love? I thought to myself. Baymax's eyes met mine and I realized he meant it. His cold hard gaze was on mine, we haven't talked much, barely actually, since the incident in the alleyway. Have his feelings changed? Were they lying about the paper being a script? Were they filing for a divorce so they could get together? What about the kids?

"What play?" I finally say, breaking the awkward silence, realizing I had been deep in thought for a time that seemed so long, only being a minute spared.

"Spinach lovers turn bad," The Hulk replies. Another heartstring of mine pulled, one of my favorite childhood plays ever. It was the thing I rambled about all the time when me and Baymax were kids. One of my favorite things is becoming an emblem of my dark future.

"That's my favorite play..." I started to say.

"No shit, you dumb Sherlock," the hulk sassed.

Did he become zesty gay? Has this been a new thing occurring lately? I have been with the kids this whole time for too long, that I haven't been able to keep up with my sex life.

I felt myself getting aroused, the air, the tension, and the vibe of the room were making me break out into a sweat. I knew this wasn't the right time... but at the same time, you're in a room with your very hot high school crush and your white horizontally challenged husband who is pretty big, I know from experience by the way. I walked over to our bed where they sat and pushed myself in between them, my cheeks flushed.