Running Full Force Forward

[Alright, the experiment was weird, but he survived and now he has a more pressing problem. This...egg. The very egg that he's had strapped to himself in a backpack for the last month. Wtf does he do now?]

Anybody know how long it takes for babies ta' come outta eggs?

[For the action inclined, Beat's out around town, just rolling on his skateboard to avoid going to school with the egg in its backpack.]

[Beat's sitting at the bottom of one of the tree house trees, rainbow colored planks of wood around him and a bucket of nails and a hammer. He's got slaphazard bandages on most of his fingers and he stares at the wood with genuine confusion.]

...Goddamn, this shit's hard. AIGHT. Let's do this!

[He jumps up, picks up a plank or two and starts trying to put it together again, only to...bang his hand and curse loudly.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!!!!!!! HOW IS THIS THAT GODDAMN HARD?!

[He deflates a moment later and flops over on his back, huffing.]

...Man, I wish Rhyme were 'ere...she'd know how to do this.