Pandemic Panic

Chapter Four - New Beginnings and New Diseases

As you should know from basic science knowledge, viruses aren't alive, but they can reproduce with a host, and our host is the yacht! It doesn't take long for them to have offspring so who knows how long Chlamydia has until the baby is born.
Pneumonia and Chlamydia decided it was time to tell the group, so they left the room together, holding hands. Everyone was sitting together, staring at the couple. "Got something to tell us?" Influenza asked, pointing to Chlamydia's stomach.

"Wait- but- how, how did you know?" asked Chlamydia on the verge of tears. She couldn't believe someone would ruin such a special moment for her.

"Considering you've been so emotional and you literally threw up, we could kinda tell something was up." Swiney said, glancing over at Aidy.

"Well," said CDC breaking the awkward silence, "we're all really excited for you and can't wait to meet them." They all shook their heads and went and hugged them one by one, until it had become Aidy's turn.
Aidy looked at Chlamydia, hesitant to hug her, but did it anyway. As he stepped away, he spoke under his breath. "Let's hope this isn't undercooked."

The two's eyes met and they shared a sweet smile that seemed to last a lifetime, but quickly looked away when they realized Pneumonia was coming back. It was at that moment she went into labor. Out of panic, Aidy yelled, "Oop looks like it was. Sis, put it back in the oven!" Everyone in the group shared a small laugh, whether it was because the joke was funny or because they didn't know what to do.

The group was lucky because one of CDC's many talents was actually delivering children, who would've guessed he was a biology major with plans to be an obstetrician after college. Not Swiney, because he had no clue what that was! This really was their lucky day though, there was a lot of screaming but Pneumonia reading a Coronavirus Harry Styles fanfic from Wattpad calmed her down dramatically.

After a somewhat easy delivery, a healthy baby boy named Yellow Fever was born. There was a splash of yellow across his face, like freckles. He had yellow eyes, the group of friends couldn't stop staring into them. They sat there in awe, except for Pneumonia.

Pneumonia just was gazing at his son in disbelief. He was just so... perfect. He looked at the others, put on a paradisiac smile, and walked to the study. Everyone loved Yellow Fever, I mean, who wouldn't? He was precious. Later that day, it was also discovered that CDC was certified to register the child. What a jack of all trades. He turned to Chlamydia, "and the baby is Pneumonia's?"

"Yessir he is. Speaking of Pneumonia, where did he run off to," Chlamydia questioned.

"I'm not sure, but you and the baby rest for a bit and I'll take care of him," stated CDC as he calmed her.

CDC ran around the yacht, taking a peek into every room, looking for Pneumonia. He found him in the study, looking out the window. Pneumonia turned around, startled by the sudden squeak of the door.
"Hey dude, you good?" asked CDC.

"Oh um yeah I'm fine..." said Pneumonia. "Is Yellow Fever okay?"

"Yeah dude he's doing great, don't you care about your girlfriend?" asked CDC so confused. He just couldn't help but think, "what is wrong with this kid"

"Of course I do!" Pneumonia replied, sounding slightly offended. His voice was shaky though, like he was unsure of himself. "I love Yellow Fever, I'm just worried about the way Chlamydia took broken glass to that dude's throat... I've come to a decision."

"What is it?" CDC said with a concerned look in his eyes.

"It's- it's best if I don't tell you, I'm sorry friend," said Pneumonia with a solemn look on his face.

As much as CDC cared about Chlamydia, Pneumonia made a good point. He couldn't bare to think about what might happen to the child, or what he might grow up to be. "My lips are zipped."

Early the next morning Pneumonia put his plan into action. He grabbed baby Yellow Fever while Chlamydia was sleeping, kissed her forehead one last time, and jumped into the escape helicopter off to West Virginia.

"This is the right choice," Pneumonia said to himself, "it has to be." He was shaking and his heart pounded. "Take me home, country roads. And hope she doesn't follow."