Melon?

Melonnnn

I've been sitting in the microwave for a while now but I'm still a smurf.
Wheeeeeeeeee Im spinning right round spinning right round like a melon mother spinning spinning right round weeeee.
Little melon is watching me through the glass, how embarrassing I am acting like a child in front of my child, I should not be doing that.
The microwave pinged and the door opened, but something was not right.
Melon had that look in his eyes, that look that makes you want to run away.
He started rolling towards me at immense speeds, so fast I thought he would shoot through the wall.
"Woah woah melon, calm down" I pleaded with my son but he was not having it.
Zoom zoom
Melons great green body flew right into my belly button.
"oof" I yelped in utter pain.
Melon giggled but I was very mad with melon so I put him to bed right away.
The next morning melon apologised and I forgave him for his actions because im a good mother.
I fed him some granny toes and he rolled away to play with the toilet.
"sigh, I love my precious little son" I said to myself.
I'm lonely tho, I want a hubby rip.