Day Seven: Sometime late in the morning…
I stood with Brielle in the infirmary, as Edwin analyzed some charts on a clipboard and looked at a sample of her blood through a microscope. "Well, it's official. The virus is out of your system completely." He told her. "It's safe for the baby to be back in your stomach,"
Brielle smiled, and I couldn't help but smile too. "Shall we?" I asked.
"What are we waiting for?" Brielle replied, and we fused together into one anime-looking character.
Edwin rubbed his chin, smiling as he studied some data, chuckling a bit. "What's so funny?" Brie/I asked, suspiciously.
"Nothing… just picturing Puggsy's reaction if- in some rare case- the child turned out like WG." He replied, then walked out.
I don't like how he said that… Brielle thought.
Ah, he's just pulling our leg, I assured her. I mean, what are the odds, the baby having my DNA? All I did was carry it… it won't inherit any traits of mine… will it?
Hard to say… I don't know much about surrogate parenting.
Well, that makes two of us. But, c'mon, you and Pugs were the ones who conceived it- KEEP THOSE MEMORIES OUT OF MY BRAIN!- so, rightfully, you're his rightful parents. …Though I'd appreciate a Mother's Day gift-
Alright, that's enough!
We stayed together for another ten-minutes, just to be sure the baby ended up in her stomach, then defused. I walked with Brielle to the doctor's office to analyze her stomach on an ultrasound, and sure enough she was pregnant. "Congrats, Brie, you're gonna be a mom again," I said. "…I mean, not that you're pregnant with a different kid, but- oh you know what I mean."
She rolled her eyes, chuckling. "Thanks, WG. I really appreciate it," she told me.
I shrugged. "Ah, I'm your creator, I have to watch out for ALL my OC. I also hate it when someone's trying to give a child a birth defect or abort it. Plus it was kinda fun… It was a weird experience, don't make me do it again."
She laughed and walked out of the room, meeting Puggsy halfway. "How'd it go?" he asked.
"It's back where it belongs," Brielle told him.
He put an arm around her, walking off. He looked back at me once and- I am not kidding- smiled at me, then the two disappeared around the corner.
"Looks like you didn't goof up… for once." Came a voice from behind me.
I rolled my eyes. "The only time I ever goofed up was when I wrote your character." I retorted. "I'm just glad it's over."
"Yes… though I question why you wrote the idea in the first place. Sounds a bit twisted, even for you."
"It's the tooniverse, dude. There's going to be a LOT of twisted ideas… and I have a feeling this is just the beginning of it."
"Whatever it leads to, keep me out of it."
I could feel them sneer and turn away, ready to leave.
"Oh, by the way… thanks for getting rid of Jennifer, for me."
A pause, maybe short enough for them to shrug. "You helped my family, the least I could do was return a favor… Just watch yourself. Next time, I may not be around."
There was a draft, and I turned around, seeing they had gone. "Keep telling yourself that, Lamone."
With that, I walked down the hall to look for Tracker and FF2… and give some certain villains a hard time.
A/N: Well, there you have it! Seven chapters of insanity! …Now if you'll excuse me, I have a therapy appointment to get to.
Review if you please… just hold back all flames and straight jackets.