Invader Zim: hi-skool (Chapter 15)

A month later.
Zim and Gaz sat looking at a screen that contained pictures. Pictures of what you may have guessed. Pictures of the fast developing smeet that lived inside of Gaz.
Zim touched the screen, fear surging though his body. He had before explained to Gaz that most Irkens are born in Tubes, that they did not get a mother, or a father. It was so different to him.
Gaz, who sat right next to him, placed her hand on her already rounding belly, surprisingly she had a hint of a smile on her face, "Well Zim, is it a girl, or a boy?" She asked.
Zim looked closely, "Might want to rephrase that."
"What do you mean?" Gaz opened an eye.
"Might want to say are they boys girls or both." He turned to Gaz with a hopeful but utterly shocked expression.
"You mean-" Zim nodded to her question before she asked it, "Yes twins. They seem to be a boy and a girl."
Zim mumbled to himself, "It's almost like magic how this whole thing works."
Gaz nodded, "Yes."
Gaz then had an idea. She grabbed Zim's hand, "Huh?" He grunted.
"Here feel. One of them is kicking." She answered.
Zim at first did not feel anything but then he felt a light tapping, "Holy mother of IRK! What is that?" He removed his hand quickly, and jumped back.
Gaz giggled, "Shut up stupid! Here." She grabbed his hand again and yet again placed it on her belly.
Zim felt the tapping again, but did not jump up again, instead he stayed, feeling the tiny vibrations.
"This is our child?" He asked.
Gaz nodded. Zim smiled, "I can tell they will be strong Gaz. I can feel it."
Gaz smiled, she could to.
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Meanwhile at the moon base.
Tak and Dib worked to prepare her Voot Cruiser. Tak looked up at Dib, she felt her head get a little foggy but she tried to stay on task and keep her head leveled.
She decided to start up a topic to redirect her thoughts, "Where's MIMI?"
Dib shrugged, "I haven't seen her all day."
Tak sighed, she has not seen much of the little SIR bot, and she felt as if her comrade gave up on her.
Dib saw the dismay on Tak's face, and so he slid down from the platform he stood on, and sat beside on her on the ground. He cupped her face in his hand, "What's wrong?"
Tak frowned deeply, "I'm a little woozy. I think it must have been something I ate."
Dib nodded, "Maybe we should take a break."
Tak agreed and they both walked into her room, Tak decided this was a good time to cheek Dib's wound. "Dib can I see your wound please?"
"Why yes." He said while taking off his shirt. Tak carefully unwrapped the wrapping on Dib's torso, she had neglected to do this is about three weeks.
She looked to the spot where the bullet wound once was, but now was just a scar. She smiled, "You healed completely."
Dib placed his hand on his stomach, "Yes I knew something was different."
Tak then stood and walked over to her bed and lay down. She put down her long purplish-bluish hair, and sighed, "That's a lot better."
Dib smiled, "I'm glad."
Dib leaned over her, putting his hands in the spaces just above her shoulders, "You beautiful with your hair down."
Tak smiled, "You look handsome with your broken glasses on."
They both began to laugh, but then stopped. Dib leaned in and kissed Tak softly on her neck, she shivered, "What are you doing?"
Dib ignored her, he knew what he was doing and he was determined not to stop, or be stopped.