W” 😱 “THE RESULTS ARE IN…” Sharra & Larry Take Brooke for a Pregnancy Test… But The Doctor’s Words Leave Everyone SHOCKED 👀💔 Full Skit Below 👇
😱 “THE RESULTS ARE IN…” Sharra & Larry Take Brooke for a Pregnancy Test… But The Doctor’s Words Leave Everyone SHOCKED 👀💔
INT. DOCTOR’S OFFICE – LATE AFTERNOON
The waiting room is painfully quiet except for the ticking clock on the wall. Brooke sits frozen in her chair, nervously twisting the sleeve of her hoodie. Larry paces near the vending machine while Sharra watches Brooke carefully, trying to stay calm.
LARRY:
Brooke… you okay?
BROOKE:
Do I look okay?
SHARRA:
Hey. Breathe. We’re just waiting for the doctor.
BROOKE:
That’s the problem. I hate waiting. Every second feels like a year.
Larry stops pacing.
LARRY:
Maybe it won’t even be bad news. Maybe we all stressed for nothing.
BROOKE:
Larry, I literally threw up three mornings in a row.
LARRY:
People throw up all the time!
BROOKE:
At 6AM? After smelling toast?!
SHARRA:
…Okay yeah, that part is suspicious.
Brooke groans and covers her face.
BROOKE:
I can’t believe this is happening.
LARRY:
We don’t even know if anything is happening yet.
BROOKE:
That’s somehow worse.
A nurse opens the door.
NURSE:
Brooke? The doctor will see you now.
Brooke slowly stands. Her knees almost buckle.
SHARRA:
Whoa—easy.
LARRY:
I got you.
The three walk into the exam room.
INT. EXAM ROOM – MOMENTS LATER
Brooke sits on the examination table. Larry leans against the wall, arms crossed tightly. Sharra sits beside Brooke.
BROOKE:
I feel sick.
LARRY:
Probably nerves.
BROOKE:
Or a baby.
LARRY:
BROOKE.
Sharra tries not to laugh.
SHARRA:
Not helping.
There’s a knock.
DOCTOR MILLER enters, holding a tablet.
DOCTOR MILLER:
Good afternoon, Brooke.
BROOKE:
Hi…
DOCTOR MILLER:
I know waiting can be stressful. I’ve reviewed your test results.
Instant silence.
Larry straightens up immediately.
LARRY:
Okay… and?
The doctor looks at Brooke seriously.
DOCTOR MILLER:
Before I explain, I want everyone to stay calm.
SHARRA:
Oh my God.
BROOKE:
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!
DOCTOR MILLER:
Brooke—
BROOKE:
Just tell me!
The doctor pauses.
DOCTOR MILLER:
Your pregnancy test came back… positive.
Dead silence.
Larry’s jaw drops open.
LARRY:
…WHAT?!
Brooke stares blankly.
BROOKE:
No.
SHARRA:
Brooke…
BROOKE:
No no no no no—
She starts panicking.
BROOKE:
I can’t be pregnant.
LARRY:
Okay wait wait WAIT—
BROOKE:
THIS CANNOT BE REAL!
SHARRA:
Breathe. Breathe first.
BROOKE:
How am I supposed to BREATHE?!
Larry runs his hands through his hair.
LARRY:
This is insane…
BROOKE:
I’m literally gonna faint.
The doctor raises a hand.
DOCTOR MILLER:
Please listen carefully. There’s more.
Everyone freezes.
SHARRA:
More…?
DOCTOR MILLER:
The hormone levels were unusually high, so we performed an ultrasound.
LARRY:
…Okay?
DOCTOR MILLER:
And the ultrasound revealed something unexpected.
Brooke looks terrified.
BROOKE:
Unexpected HOW?!
The doctor turns the tablet toward them.
DOCTOR MILLER:
Brooke… you’re not just having one baby.
Larry blinks.
LARRY:
…No.
DOCTOR MILLER:
You’re having twins.
Absolute chaos.
BROOKE:
TWINS?!?!
LARRY:
TWOOOOOOO?!!
SHARRA:
OH MY GOD!!
Brooke starts crying instantly.
BROOKE:
I can’t even handle ONE!
LARRY:
TWO BABIES?! AT THE SAME TIME?!
SHARRA:
This is actually insane.
BROOKE:
I’M TOO YOUNG TO BUY DOUBLE STROLLERS!!
Larry collapses dramatically into a chair.
LARRY:
I need water.
DOCTOR MILLER:
Actually…
Everyone looks back at him.
DOCTOR MILLER:
There’s still one more thing.
LARRY:
NO. Absolutely not. No more things.
BROOKE:
Please don’t say triplets.
SHARRA:
I swear if you say triplets I’m leaving.
The doctor takes a slow breath.
DOCTOR MILLER:
The ultrasound also showed that one of the babies appears smaller than expected.
The room changes instantly.
BROOKE:
…What?
DOCTOR MILLER:
It may be nothing serious. But we’ll need more testing to make sure both babies are healthy.
Brooke’s face falls.
BROOKE:
So something’s wrong?
DOCTOR MILLER:
Not necessarily. Sometimes twins develop differently early on. But we want to monitor closely.
Larry’s panic disappears immediately. He moves beside Brooke.
LARRY:
Hey. Hey, look at me.
Brooke’s eyes fill with tears.
BROOKE:
I’m scared.
LARRY:
I know.
BROOKE:
What if something happens?
LARRY:
Then we deal with it together.
Sharra grabs Brooke’s hand.
SHARRA:
You are not alone in this. Got it?
Brooke nods slowly.
BROOKE:
I didn’t think my life would change this fast.
DOCTOR MILLER:
That feeling is completely normal.
LARRY:
Twins…
He shakes his head in disbelief.
LARRY:
I still can’t process that.
SHARRA:
Honestly neither can I.
BROOKE:
I came in here expecting maybe antibiotics or something.
LARRY:
Instead you unlocked the secret bonus level.
Brooke laughs through tears.
BROOKE:
This is so messed up.
DOCTOR MILLER:
I know today feels overwhelming, but you have support. That matters more than you realize.
Brooke looks at Larry and Sharra.
BROOKE:
You guys really staying?
SHARRA:
Obviously.
LARRY:
You think we’re letting you survive this alone?
Brooke finally smiles a little.
BROOKE:
Okay… okay.
DOCTOR MILLER:
We’ll schedule another scan next week. For now, try to rest and avoid stress.
LARRY:
Too late for that.
Even the doctor chuckles softly.
INT. HOSPITAL PARKING LOT – SUNSET
The three walk slowly toward the car in stunned silence.
LARRY:
So…
BROOKE:
Don’t.
LARRY:
I was just gonna say… twins is kinda legendary.
BROOKE:
Larry.
SHARRA:
He’s coping through comedy.
LARRY:
Exactly.
Brooke suddenly stops walking.
BROOKE:
Wait.
SHARRA:
What?
BROOKE:
We have to tell our families.
All three stare at each other in horror.
LARRY:
…I take it back. THIS is the scary part.
Sharra bursts out laughing.
SHARRA:
Oh, we are SO doomed.*
FADE OUT.
