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It looks like he's sick, "Jeff can you go tell Slender that Brian is sick and we are both staying home from the mission." I glance back, Jeff nods then leaves. I start rubbing circles on Brian's back. "I'll get pepto-bismol and water, I'll be right back, promise." Brian nods and sits across from the toilet against the wall. I run downstairs and get a bottle of water and then run back upstairs to my room. I hand him the water then open the medicine cabinet.


I hand Brian the chalky pink substance, he opens the bottle and takes a sip. After a few more minutes to make sure he doesn't need to puke anymore. "Lets get you over to the bed to lay down," Brian nods in agreement. "Thanks Tim," I kiss his forehead. 

"Welcome beautiful."

The very next day, Brian threw up two more times. Stomach bugs usually don't last more than 24 hours, especially with us being 'immortal'. I took Brian to Slenderman's office, to which he said to check with a doctor. I don't trust Smiley, so I took Brian to a real doctor. 


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"Doctor Pascal will see you now." Brian and I got up and followed the nurse to the doctors office. "Have a seat please." We sat in front of her desk in the two chairs that always seem to be in front of desks. Her name plate read 'Doctor Hanna Pascal.' She stopped typing on her computer and turned to face us. "Brian, after all the simple tests we've put you though today, there's only one left." 

We nod. I looked at Brian, he glanced at me. "Y-yes, I dont mind one last t-test." Dr. Pascal smiled. "Great, just follow me then." She got up and started walking out of the room and down the hall, we quickly followed. She led us to a room with a reclined type chair. "Lay down and lift your shirt please." She said switching on monitors and a machine. I pulled up a near by chair and sat next to him, reaching for his free hand. She placed a slimey lubricant on his stomach. She grabbed a hand held phone sized part of the machine that's connected by wires, she held it onto his stomach. An ultra-sound machine, The hand held part was rolled around on his stomach 

She stopped on one area and moved the screen around with her free hand, "Congrats boys! Brian you're pregnant!" She handed Brian paper towels to clean the lubricant off. She started turning off the machine. I looked at Brian, and I just couldn't read his face. 


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Alright, I attempted a long chapter.. -Masky

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