Sora is demanding pickled onions and Matt's phone call doesn't help a poor confused Tai.
I dont not own digimon althogh i do own a jar of pickled onions
The Spare Bedroom
"Sora, are you ok honey?" I ask her through the bathroom door.
"Yes I'm-" Her sentence is interrupted as she throws up for the fourth time this morning.
"Are you sure, you don't sound it." I say.
"Tai, it's probably just the recipe Mimi tested on me last night. I'll be fine in a while, just get the groceries will you?"
"Fine. I'll be back soon."
"Tai?"
"Yes Sora?"
"Will you pick up some pickled onions?" She asked.
"But Sora neither of us like them!"
"Well maybe we're not the ones they're for. Just get them ok?" She yelled through the door before throwing up again.
It struck me that Sora was acting really weird as I was walking to the store. We had been married two years and we had known each other since we were small. She had never acted like this before. Sure she got a little stressed a few months ago when we moved into our new apartment and was trying to decide what colour we should paint the spare bedroom, eventually she calmed down when we decided that, as of yet, we had no use of it and so left it undecorated until it was needed.
But she has never been this snappy with me.
Half way through my shopping I heard my mobile ring.
"Hello, Tai here." I said answering it.
"Yo Tai, It's you're favourite brother Matt."
"You're not my brother you psycho."
"Yeah well," Matt started. "I'll be as good as when our sibs tie the knot next month."
"What do you want you nutter?" I asked searching for the pickled onions.
"Just asking if you and Sora are busy tonight, I thought the gang could meet up for a drink or something."
"I don't think so Matt, Sora's a bit under the weather. Another time though?"
"Yeah, that's too bad." Matt sighs. "So what's up with Sora?"
"I don't know Matt; she's been really grumpy with me and has been throwing up all morning. And, she asked me to get her some pickled onions but both of us hate them. What do you think's up?" I asked.
There was a silence.
"Tai, you're an idiot." He replied.
"What? What have I done now?"
"You seriously don't get it?" Matt asked. "Well you are young married couple; Sora's been having mood swings, being sick and eating foods she doesn't normally eat…"
"I know, what's you're point Matt?" I demanded I hate it when he tries to make me look stupid; I hate the fact that he never has to try real hard to do it.
"Sora is pregnant!" Matt said laughing. I dropped the box of crackers I was examining.
"What?"
"You heard me bro, you got Sora pregnant, congratulations, I get to be an uncle!" Mat sang.
"I gotta go Matt. Bye" I said not waiting for an answer. I was totally freaked.
Sora. Is. Pregnant.
This is so incredible. I ran as home as fast as I could but I made one detour on the way to pick up a tin of paint, I guess we had a good reason to decorate the spare bedroom now.
"Sora! I'm home!" I yelled as I entered out apartment.
"What are you so happy for?" She asked greeting me.
"Because I love you." I say kissing her forehead. "And look, I bought paint for the spare room now we finally have a reason to decorate." Sora turned white.
"How did you know?" She asked
"I Guessed." I replied hugging her.
"So you're not mad at our addition to the household? I know I should have told you earlier. That's who the pickles were for."
"Sora, it's fine, we should call everyone!" I say excitedly.
"Tai, my mother coming round to stay isn't that much of a thing to celebrate." Sora protested.
Sora's mother. I can't believe I thought- stupid Matt.
"I'd better get started on the bedroom then." I say and left her in the entrance hall wondering what was up with her husband today.
End