Stupid Is As Stupid Does

"I'm WHAT?" Asher blinked at David, his eyes large and unbelieving.
"You're pregnant." David nodded.
He'd been feeling sick a lot lately and puking so he had called David and went over to his house for a checkup, telling Aristotle that he was going to see one of his friends. He hadn't wanted to worry his lover. Now he was very glad Aristotle had not come along...
"No way in hell I'm pregnant." He shook his head.
"Have you had sexual intercourse in the past three months?"
"Well yes but-"
"And has your lover worn a condom?"
"No but-"
"Asher, It is very possible. You are pregnant. Around... two months if i'm correct." He nodded.
Asher drug a hand down his face.
He was... pregnant...
"Now, if you'd like, I can do abortions since you don't seem too happy. Or, you can come back here in another month or two and I will give you your first sonogram."
Asher sighed.
"I'll... call you later." He nodded. "Thank you David."
"Any time." David smiled as Asher exited the home, his hands literally shaking as he pulled out his phone.
Who was he going to call? Joslin was still pissed at him... Zac would be too gushy, Kyndal was just... Kyndal...
Chord. He knew the boy was not fond of him but he was Aristotle's best friend... if anyone would know what to do, it was Chord. He dialed the boy's number and waited.

Chord answered on the third ring, he was sitting with Kelton at a tattoo parlor, watching the boy get his back pierced once again.
"Hello? Chord speaking." The boy spoked quickly, focusing on Kelton's back with interest.

"Um, Chord, it's Asher..." He hummed lightly, chewing his lip as he made his way to a nearby park, not wanting to go to Aristotle's yet.

"Uh okay, Hi. You need something? Everything good?" Chord asked lightly, eyes on Kelton.

"Um..." He paused for a few minutes. "Chord, i'm pregnant. I haven't told Aristotle yet and before you ask YES it is his."

Chord frowned lightly into the phone.
"Asher? I dont know if you should have a kid yet, you know Aristotle is.....Slow."

"I know Chord but... what am I supposed to do?" He sighed heavily.

"Abortion maybe, either that or go home and break the news to Ary and see if he understands whats going on." The boy frowned deeply at him.

'I don't know if I can get an abortion.." He frowned. "I think I'm gonna tell him... I just wanted to talk to you about it first.."

"He wont want it....He is going to be scared and he is going to want you to get rid of it...he....A long time ago when Ben was pregnant we were talking. He doest want kids because they might be slow too."

Asher frowned deeply.
"Maybe.... I don't know but I'm going to try..." He nodded.

"Well all I can say is good luck." Chord nodded to himself. "Call me and tell me how it goes.."

"I will. Thank you. Bye." He hung up the phone and made his way over to Aristotle's, taking a deep breath before entering the home.

Aristotle was napping on the couch, ScoobyDoo on his tv.
The boy had it on demand, video, VCR everything.

Asher couldn't help but smile, pressing a kiss to the boy's cheek and sitting down beside him, putting Aristotle's head in his lap and stroking his hair.

Aristotle meowed softly, his tongue sneaking out to slide over his lip ring while he slept.

Asher watched him with hearts in his eyes. He loved Aristotle so much...
No, he wasn't ready to be a mother just yet but... this was Aristotle's child. He couldn't kill it.

But Aristotle...
He would not want it
He was too scared.
To slow to be a good daddy...

Asher didn't think he was too dumb to have a child but... he acted like a child himself a lot of the time...
He simpyl sighed and held his fiance, waiting for him to wake up.

Aristotle woke around an hour later, rubbing his eyes and glancing up at Asher.
"Hi Asher....You look Pretty today..."
He said that at least once daily.

Asher smiled at him, kissing his cheek.
"Thank you Ary." He nodded. He always looked forward to it though, no matter how often it was said. "Sleep good?" He hummed.

"Yes....I slept real good." He sounded slower than normal, he was tired.

Which was why Asher would wait until he woke up a bit to share the news.
"Thats good." He cooed, running his fingers through the boy's hair.
"How are you feeling?

"Tired...I don't really feel good..." The boy drew in his slow way, his eyes glazed with sleep.

Asher nodded.
"Well, wanna watch some Scoobydoo?"