The Star-Man's Womb

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"I hope it is." The alien said. He started eating his food while looking at his omnicaster. "Hey, Jeremy, give me your caster for a second."

[Eskal]

Jeremy pulled the caster out of his pocket. "What do you need it for?"

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"A little beep bop boop, aaaaand done." Trian handed the device back to Jeremy. "'The interspecies couple's guide to ditherian pregnancies.' I set it to read as an audiobook, but you can change that from your library menu."

[Eskal]

Jeremy nodded. "I'll start listening to that right away."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"I figured you'd need it more than I would." Trian smiled.

[Eskal]

"Very true."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Once he was done eating, Trian collected the dishes and began washing them.

[Eskal]

"I'll do the dishes," Jeremy said. "You rest your feet."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"You sure?" Trian asked, placing a hand on his back and one on his belly, stretching.

[Eskal]

"Of course. You made dinner after all."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Yeah, but you do everything else. I'm always just laying around."

[Eskal]

"You're pregnant with twins, Trian."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"All of my people are. Your point?" Trian asked, patting his belly.

[Eskal]

"I'm just trying to help," Jeremy said.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"I know. I just don't want to feel like a useless lump."

[Eskal]

"You're not useless."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Well, I definitely feel like it." Trian sighed, and he walked out of the room. The sound of the stairs creaking under the alien's weight could be heard from the kitchen.

[Eskal]

Kiba followed Trian up the stairs. JEremy joined them once he finished the dishes.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian was rubbing Kiba's belly. "Who's a good boy?! Whooooo's a good booy?!"

[Eskal]

Kiba wagged his tail and barked happily.