Invisible String

Untouchable

When you opened your eyes, your arms felt like they were on fire. You were warm and uncomfortable and your back hurt but for a split second your mind felt at ease, cuddled up with the kids on your couch like a couple of cats sunbathing. It took your bladder screaming at you to finally get up and rush to the bathroom. You washed off your face after doing what you needed to and looked in the mirror to see a bright red spot on your forehead. You felt a goofy smile start to grow on your face after your plea had been answered. You were almost excited at the thought of having to get pimple patches (if they existed here).

The sun was brightly shining through your windows, contrary to what the weather was less than eight hours ago. And with a content sigh you started on making breakfast for your guests. You checked your phone on the way to your kitchen and saw that Megatron had sent you a message informing you he had found Dorothy and had gotten her home safely. You had a few messages from her thanking you and explaining her phone had gotten lost in her truck as she was driving. You messaged her back that you were going to feed the kids and make sure they knew she was ok.

You then messaged Megatron, thanking him for the update and letting him know you were able to get ahold of Dorothy. Even with a no-nonsense message like that, your finger still hovered over the send button before pressing it. You then mentally groaned when you remembered he would be basically babysitting you for no reason. Getting ahold of yourself, you shook your head and started making a simple breakfast for the kids. You decided eggs and toast with some bacon would be perfect. You were glad you had gone grocery shopping yesterday before the storm, or else you wouldn't have had anything to eat.

You hummed a song from your old world as you cracked a few eggs into a pan and watched the bacon sizzle, then swiping two pieces of bread and pushing them into the toaster. You gathered some butter and orange juice form the fridge and turned to see Mo rubbing her eyes. Your phone beeped from the spot it was at on the counter and you asked the girl to check it and reply if it was her mom.

"That smells so good." Mo said with a dazed look in her eyes.

"How do you like your eggs?" You noticed a smirk on her face as she put your phone face down where it had been. You choose to ignore it.

"Sunnyside up please!" You could see, in real time, her energy increase the more she woke up.

"Scrambled please." You heard Robbie mutter and shuffle to the edge of your couch that was closest to the kitchen. You did your best to meet their requests and after you told them to go wash up, you were basically done. You plated their eggs and buttered bread and now just waited for the bacon to be cooked to how you liked it. You set their plates on the counter since you hadn't cleaned off your kitchen table quite yet and took a moment to look at your phone to see who the message was from, since you assumed it was just Dorothy.

Instead, it was Megatron who had messaged you. Your heartbeat sped up for a moment before you even read the message he sent. Before you could get past the first word your timer for the bacon went off and you turned to see they were a perfect crispy brown. You pocketed your phone and turned the stovetop off, grabbing your tongs and placing the bacon on a plate with a paper towel on it to catch any extra grease. You put a few pieces on the kid's plates and stole a piece for yourself. You started to clean up your space as they whipped into the room ready to devourer the food you had made. You wondered if they had eaten the night before based on their quick forkfuls of food they shoved in their mouths. Maybe you were just that good of a cook.

While they were distracted you pulled out your phone and attempted to read the massage again. It started with Megatron thanking you for taking care of the kids and that he and Dorothy would be by soon. She would pick them up to help everyone clean up the farm. Mo's response to that was "No, you're the best. Thanks for hanging out with me." You gave her a look, but she just giggled and went back to finishing her plate of food.