Taryn
Taryn grinned as she teleported into Taylor's room.
He had his back to her.
"Well, hello lover. Long time no see."
Taylor
Taylor spun around in shock, not hearing her at first.
He jumped up from his seat and backe dup against the desk. Then he recognzied her.
"You're... you're that stalker..."
Then his eyes widened.
"Oh no..."
Taryn
"Yep, me again, lover."
She walked closer to him.
"Guess what, baby? You're gonna be a daddy."
Taylor
Taylor stumbled backwards, his hand almost knocking the lamp from his desk. He quickly steadied it, before it dawned on him what she'd just said.
"You... preg... Chris... Oh, oh my God," he covered his mouth.
Taryn
"Yep... that's right baby. We're gonna have a family."
Taryn rubbed her stomach.
"I checked it with the doctor a few weeks ago."
Taylor
"You... oh crap," Taylor covered his mouth with his hand.
So Christian did sleep with her. Oh he was gonna get it for this.
"Listen, umm..." Taylor began nervously, "whatever you think, happened, between you and me, it didn't, ok?"
He gulped.
"I haven't been here for a month or so, and and... there was someone else here, in my place..."
Taryn
Taryn grinned.
"I'm sure. And aliens do exist. Well... we do. But that's not the point. The point is, Tay, you're gonna be a daddy."
Taylor
"No, I'm not," Taylor tried to explain calmly, "it's..."
He shook his head. She was a crazed fan, a stalker, and there was no way of getting through to thos ekind of people, he knew.
"Look, ah... you'd better leave."
Taryn
Taryn gave an evil smile.
"Ok... I'll go. But ah... maybe you should watch out for the media."
Taryn waved. "Toodle."
She ported out.
Taylor
Taylor's eyes widened.
"Oh God no..." he stressed.
He ran his fingers through his hair, glancing at the fuzzles who wer watching him expectantly. He bit his lip, then headed for the door.
"IKE?!" he yelled, as he searched the house.
Taryn
Taryn landed in her house and pulled out her cell phone.
"Hi, News Weekly? Well, do I have a story for you..."
Isaac
Isaac was in the rec room when he heard his name being called. He got up and spotted Taylor.
"You hollored?"
Taylor
"Ike please you gotta help me," Taylor stressed, shaking his head as he ran his fingers through his hair again.
"She came... she said... then she... and then... and oh God."
He put his hands over his face and leant back against the wall.
Isaac
"Who came?" Isaac asked. "What happened?"
There was no mistaking the concerned look on his face.
"What is it?"
Taylor
"Oh, oh..." Taylor closed his eyes again, cupping his hands over his mouth.
Then he let his arms fall by his side.
"The stalker's pregnant Ike," he gulped, "she... she went to the doctor..."
Isaac
Isaac paused, digesting this piecve of information.
"Your stalker is pregnant," he repeated slowly. "Now since I sincerely doubt that you would even consider having sex with anyone other than Mouse right now... I'm guessing Christian's to blame? She told you you were the father, right? I don't think you'd be this upset if it weren't the case."
Taylor
"Oh yeah, well," Taylor nodded, completely freaked out.
"Not only did she certainly insist that the baby was mine, but she's going straight to the tabloids too."
He rubbed his eyes as they itched.
"Oh God we're screwed."
Isaac
"We are not screwed, Taylor. Just have a DNA test. Just because Christian looks a lot like you, doesn't make you identical twins."
Isaac shrugged.
"She'll be written off as an obessed loony. Don't worry."
Taylor
"And then the kid grows up to look like me," Taylor shook his head.
He hesitated, trying to think.
"Ok," he nodded his head, "DNA test sounds good. As long as the results are widely published."
He cringed, thinking of the rumours that were going to start.
"Thanks man."
Isaac
"I think we can manage that," Isaac smiled. "And man, rumours are going to spread no matter what we do."