Macaroni Macaroni 2: It's All in the Pasta Now

Chapter 5

You wake up a lot better than you passed out. In fact, you feel good. You slowly came to and your vision unblurred. You looked over yourself, your hands reaching for your belly. No lump or wound. You pull your hand back, a strange liquid coating your fingers. You give it a sniff. Cheese. A part of you was hoping that was a nightmare too but you suppose not.

You slowly sit up and look at the state of the sheets beneath you. There are obvious stains around you but you can hardly make out any of them. You're more surprised theres no blood whatsoever. You felt your belly again and realize the memories of the pain you experienced last night were slowly fading. Huh. Neat. You were hungry again so you got up and went to the kitchen.

And were greeted by the sight of your special someone in front of the stove, holding something bundled up in their arms as they cooked. "Good morning, love. Good to see you walking." You felt your cheeks warm a bit. This imposter felt a hell of a lot like the real thing. Would you really mind if this was how life was now? They approached you and you got a better look at what they were holding.

"Our child would like to meet its father." They held it out to you and you accepted it into your arms if not just to look at it. They stepped to your side to look at the baby with you. "It has your eyes." They cooed, though you couldnt see it. For a pile of macaroni somewhat in the shape of a baby, it did have their face.