That Damn MPreg Pt 3
Title: That Damn MPreg Pt. 3: Surprises
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Marvel Comics, Young Avengers
Summery: So Teddy broke down and went to see Mr. Fantastic…. The information about Skrull reproduction is entirely the product of my own imagination.
Teddy stared at the back of Dr. Richards’ head, arms folded over his muscular chest, his leg jiggling impatiently. “Are you going to tell me what you find so fascinating, or am I going to have to ask Franklin?” he finally asked, his patience worn to the breaking point. The doctor swiveled his head around so that it was facing Teddy while his body still faced on the consol, and he stared at the shape shifter, his eyes bright. “What?” Teddy demanded. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You might want to sit down, Theodore.” Dr. Richards said, pulling a chair towards the younger hero.
Now Teddy was worried. He plunked down into the chair. “What is it?” he asked again. “What’s wrong with me?”
Dr. Richards smiled in a way that he thought of as reassuring, but scared the hell out of Teddy (and anyone else who had ever been on Reed Richards examination table). “It’s alright,” he said soothingly. “You’re fine.”
“Then why are you looking at me like that?”
Dr. Richards continued to smile in that way that made Teddy’s hair stand on end and gestured towards the monitor he had been studying. “You seem to have developed an egg,” he said.
Teddy leaned forward, scowling at the screen. “I think your equipment’s broken, Dr. Richards,” he said.
“I assure you, it is in perfect working order,” the older superhero said cheerfully. “Congratulations, Theodore. You’re going to be a father.”
“But I’m a guy.”
“As I understand it, the Skrulls are naturally hermaphroditic, assuming the gender that they prefer. Given that your Skrull heritage is the dominant one, this is not entirely surprising.”
“But I’m a guy. I’m always a guy.”
“You are capable of controlling every detail of your physical make up, both consciously and subconsciously.” Dr. Richards cocked his head to one side as Teddy stared at him blankly. “I understand both you and William had talked about adopting at some point in the future...”
“Oh. My. God.”
Rating: PG-13
Universe: Marvel Comics, Young Avengers
Summery: So Teddy broke down and went to see Mr. Fantastic…. The information about Skrull reproduction is entirely the product of my own imagination.
Teddy stared at the back of Dr. Richards’ head, arms folded over his muscular chest, his leg jiggling impatiently. “Are you going to tell me what you find so fascinating, or am I going to have to ask Franklin?” he finally asked, his patience worn to the breaking point. The doctor swiveled his head around so that it was facing Teddy while his body still faced on the consol, and he stared at the shape shifter, his eyes bright. “What?” Teddy demanded. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“You might want to sit down, Theodore.” Dr. Richards said, pulling a chair towards the younger hero.
Now Teddy was worried. He plunked down into the chair. “What is it?” he asked again. “What’s wrong with me?”
Dr. Richards smiled in a way that he thought of as reassuring, but scared the hell out of Teddy (and anyone else who had ever been on Reed Richards examination table). “It’s alright,” he said soothingly. “You’re fine.”
“Then why are you looking at me like that?”
Dr. Richards continued to smile in that way that made Teddy’s hair stand on end and gestured towards the monitor he had been studying. “You seem to have developed an egg,” he said.
Teddy leaned forward, scowling at the screen. “I think your equipment’s broken, Dr. Richards,” he said.
“I assure you, it is in perfect working order,” the older superhero said cheerfully. “Congratulations, Theodore. You’re going to be a father.”
“But I’m a guy.”
“As I understand it, the Skrulls are naturally hermaphroditic, assuming the gender that they prefer. Given that your Skrull heritage is the dominant one, this is not entirely surprising.”
“But I’m a guy. I’m always a guy.”
“You are capable of controlling every detail of your physical make up, both consciously and subconsciously.” Dr. Richards cocked his head to one side as Teddy stared at him blankly. “I understand both you and William had talked about adopting at some point in the future...”
“Oh. My. God.”