Till paces back and forth around their shared apartment, impatiently waiting for the arrival of their supposed kid. And by ‘they’ he means him and his friend, Ivan.

It was insane to think aliens would create a human baby out of two males dna, but Till knew that on this world things way past human experience was possible.

Ivan: “You need to stop pacing, you’re burning the floor” Ivan, relaxing as much as he can on the couch, points to the floor. That made Till look down at his feet, the wooden floor wasn’t actually burning, and he gives Ivan a scowl.

Till: “Fuck off Ivan, im stressed enough as it is.” Ivan: “Its clearly a saying, and pacing isn’t going to bring them to the door any faster-“

The doorbell ring and both Till and Ivan sprinted over to the door.

Outside looming over the two men was a small group of large alien almost completely covered in some kind of strange medical clothing, they pushed past Ivan and Till, beginning to gift sealed bags and other items they assumed they would need, And as quicky as they came the left, except one, who stayed at the door as if blocking someone behind them.

Till scratches his neck, staring at the alien he guesses was hiding his kid.

Till: “So uh…you read those books on how to take care of a kid they left us right-? Because..i didnt.” Ivan: “Of course i did because i want to be a good dadd-“ Till: “Don’t even fucking say it” Till grumbles, standing infront of the alien hiding his kid