Aarmau: The Potato And The Stranger

Chapter 7 ~ Sick

Aaron's POV

I wake up, nearly feeling completly numb. I look next to me, seeing a sleeping Aphmau. I chuckle and get up. I then realize that my clothes were scattered across the floor.

Crap.

I look to the other side of the bed and see Aph's clothes in a pile. I shoot up into the air, my tail flat.

"What have I done....?!" I whisper-yell, slapping my hands on my face.

Aphmau groans sleepily and rolls over, pulling the blankets over her body. I get out of bed and slip on my pants, my messy hair falling into my face every second. I go downstairs and open the fridge.

"Nothing...but...milk. Ugh..." I groan, grabbing the milk from the fridge. I get cereal from the cabinet and grab a bowl. I hear Aphmau yawn upstairs. I hear a loud thud.

"Ouch." I hear her complain. "Wait, what!?!" Aphmau squeals.

"This is where she comes down and questions me like crazy..." My ears completly fall down.

I wait for a moment but all I hear are footsteps pacing. I grab a spoon and begin eating my food. Still, nothing but pacing until I hear another thud.

"Aph, are you okay??" I yell up to her.

"Uhm, yeah." She says in a pained voice.

"Are you sure?" I begin walking up the stairs, when I hear the doorbell ring.

I walk back down and look through the window. My eyes shrink and my stomach twists. I grab my mask from under my pocket and wrap it to my head. I open the door.

"Sylvanna! What are you doing here....?" I ask nervously.

"Is my Hija here?" She looks behind me.

"Er....No?" I tensen.

"I'm right here mom!" Aphmau stumbles down the stairs, falling into my arms.

"Why so clumsy?" Sylvanna questions.

"Err, just hit my knee. Heh..." She lies.

"Okay..can I talk to you two?" She pushes her way through the door.

"Two? You wanna talk to both of us?" I ask scarcely.

"Yes..." She grabs Aphmau from my arms and pulls her to the couch.

I close the door, following. We all sit, and Aphmau holds her stomach, eyes scrunched in pain.

"So, I wanna talk about yesterday...I guess I kinda overreacted." She sighs.

"Mom, it's perfectly fine being protective of me-" Aphmau starts, then Sylvanna covers her mouth.

"Aphmau, I want you to be happy. Live a life with Aaron. I don't need to be protective. I know you've grown, and I just really love you, Hija. It hurts me so much to tell you all this, but I want you to be happy." Sylvanna smiles.

"You're joking?" My ears twitch.

"Nope." Sylvanna states confidently.

"Hey, uh, I'll be right back..." Aphmau falls off the couch, stumbling to the bathroom.

If you tell her now she won't be mad later...

I know, but I'm scared I may die...

Just do it!! She'll find out sooner or later.

"What's up with her?" She looks at me, a concerning expression painted on her face.