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Impulse sits in the bedroom late into the night. His chest is tight, knotted as he tries to smooth out his breathing.
Two years he'd been trying now. Two years he'd been having sex like his life depended on it.
Skizz lays nearby, half asleep under the mountain of blankets it took to keep an angel hybrid warm.
He taps a finger against his chest, sighs heavily, the turns to Skizz.
It has been hours since his heat dissipated. Hours since he felt the sickness that left him bound to his bed with nothing but Skizz and a couple sex toys.
Said angel looks peaceful, his hair is a mess (as per usual) as his eyes flutter.
"'m awake." Skizz mumbles. "Was wrong, homie buddy?"
Impulse bites the inside of his cheek, just wanting to lie here in the moment.
"Dippledop…" Skizz tries again.
"My head is heavy." Impulse finally replies.
Skizz hums as he nods, his large hand snaking around Impulse's chubby waist as he does.
"I— I just… shouldn't I be pregnant by now? Shouldn't we have a kid?" Impulse says far too urgently. "I thought I would be holding a baby by now, but— but my arms are empty—"
"Hey, hey." Skizz drawls sleepily as he forces himself awake. "It's gonna be alright, these things just take time."
"But what if it takes another two years? What if it takes ten?" Impulse sniffles.
"Then it takes ten." Skizz answers him gently. "There's nothing wrong with that."
"Skizz, I want to give up." Impulse confesses. "I— I know I'm usually more stubborn than this… but I— I can't keep going on eventually.
"It— it just f— feels like an empty promise." Impulse ends as he chokes through tears.
"Are you sure, buddy?" Skizz's voice is tenderly, soft as he asks.
All Impulse does is nod his head. He isn't even looking at Skizz…
"Okay…" Skizz's trill is an unhappy one as he squeezes Impulse's side. "That's alright."
The angel pulls Impulse into a tight hug, letting him sob into its chest. Eventually feels just a bit more comfortable in Skizz's hold.
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It is late into the afternoon when Skizz is cornered by Zedaph, the sheep having dressed up into ver old lab coat and holding a clipboard.
"Skizz, I need something from you." Zedaph says stubbornly.
"If it's something kinky, I'm having a rough day." Skizz sighs as he closes a cabinet.
"Well, not necessarily kink, but in a way close and related. It is not fetishy though and only slightly relates to sex." Zedaph says all too matter of factly.
"I'm listening." Skizz nods.
"So you've been trying for a child, correct?"
"Funny story about that…" Skizz hisses.
"You're not?" Zedaph asks carefully.
"Not anymore, it's a long story."
Zedaph pouts up at him, eyes filled with worry. "Is Impulse alright? Did something happen?"
"Too many negative tests, it got to him." Skizz sighs. "He'll be alright though."
"I hope you're right." Zedaph replies quietly as ve sighs.
"I know, I know." Skizz groans. "Anyways, you were saying something?"
"Oh, right! Well, after Doc's successful attempts to make a chimera, it inspired me to make my own project." Zedaph returns to ver topic. "My hypothesis is simple: Is it possible for an embryo to have more than two parents? Possibly even four?"
Skizz can't help his chuckle, earning him a tilting head from the faun below him.
"So you're asking me to have a kid with you?"
"In a way, yes." Zedaph nods.
"You know this means you're gonna be a parent, right?" Skizz asks with a laugh. "Or is this testing on a embryo then terminating it?"
"Well if I'm to be a thorough scientist, then it'll have to be born to see if they can live!" Zedaph says all too confidently.
"Alright, alright." Skizz sighs. "But who's paying for their college tuition?"
"You maybe? You've always been the one of us with a job." Zedaph shrugs.
"Alright, okay." Skizz laughs. "Have you told anyone else yet?"
"Yes, I went all in order and they've all agreed to share their DNA, but at a cost." Zedaph's voice turns low at the end.
"What would that cost be?"
"See there's an issue with test tubes: You have to maintain them yourself. Due to this, it's easy to lose an embryo." Zedaph sounds dramatically sad about this. "Because of this, I need a willing body to be pregnant. Impulse and Tango have both already refused the pregnancy and I'm not able to have an embryo put into me due to not having the right parts, despite how hot that sounds. So that leaves you."
"So that leaves me…" Skizz echoes ver. "Alright, sounds like a lot, but if it means I get to have another kid."
"Great! I'll need either an egg or some sperm from you to do this, hair is too fickle to get the needed genetics from." Zedaph says happily.
"Not gonna ask me for dinner first?" Skizz jokes.
"Well, if you truly want to then I'm free tonight." Zedaph smiles up at him.
"You and your medical play I swear." Skizz trills.