The bump was starting to show. Dogma thought it made him look kind of fat but Maul said he looked gorgeous. The Zabrak had also been providing for the Clone since the cravings started. Slick wasn't sure what to think. "I still don't get how you could get pregnant. Maybe the Kaminoans gave you the parts for it? I don't know, but if that red guy hurts your kid, I'll tear him apart!" Slick was sweet that way. "It's fine Slick. Maul's been great! He keeps bringing food and that helpful because right now I'm craving Meiloorun fruits." Slick shook his head, "I don't know, something about that guy gives me the creeps. His brother keeps trying to hug me and it's weird. Those Zabraks have a death wish, I swear." He muttered. Dogma smiled and rubbed his belly, it was only a promise right now but the Clone still hoped. Slick noticed Dogma's movement, "You think it's a boy or a girl? I'd be happy to teach to teach that kid how to shoot a blaster anyway. Pick any names yet?" Slick asked. Dogma thought for a moment, "No, not yet. I'll have to think of some or the kid can name itself like I did." His brother nodded in agreement. They spent the day talking and catching up with each other. It's nice to have a brother to talk to right now, Dogma thought. Slick isn't the nicest or easiest brother to hang out with but he provides good conversation, which can be rather helpful. Though Dogma noticed Slick has been getting kind of protective lately, apparently the potential of a child running around was putting everyone on guard. So currently Dogma was sitting in his bed with a Zabrak looking around with a growl in case of any threats were near. Maul was definitely the overprotective father. The Zabrak started to purr when the Clone rubbed his horns, apparently that was the magic switch to get him to calm down.

Maul is totally a dork. Don't tell him I said that though. Feedback is appreciated, and I'll update soon!