Day Two: Early in the morning…

I sat up, feeling queasy, and headed toward the bathroom, nausea sweeping over me with every step I took. It was only 4:30 AM, and it didn't help that I didn't fall asleep until 2… so I could already tell this day was off to a good start (note my sarcasm there). I went over to the toilet, looking downward. This can't be morning-sickness… I thought as I stared into the clear water in the bowl. Brielle was maybe, what, only two weeks pregnant when we fused, and the symptoms don't normally show until maybe after a month or tw-

"BLAAUURGLE!"

Upon hearing the deafening sound of my vomiting, Tracker raced into the room. "WG! Are you alright?" she gasped.

"Oh, I'm just (hurk)" I began, but with a *blaurgh*, I puked again. "…dandy! I'm hurling to beat the" *blurglugle* "band and… when the heck did I eat that? (hup)" *baurrgargle*

Tracker got me a glass of water, sitting beside me and helping hold my hair back. I continued to upchuck for another five minutes, until nothing but bile came out. "You think it might be morning sickness?" Tracker asked, handing me the water to rinse out my mouth.

"It can't be," I said, then gurgled the water, spitting it into the sink. "Brielle couldn't have been that pregnant, otherwise the symptom would have shown before."

My co-authoress rubbed her chin. "Did she know exactly how far along she was?"

"No… but look how small my stomach is!" I lifted my shirt a bit, showing that my belly had barely begun to bulge. "She was probably three weeks along, at the most! I mean, face it Track- she and I are pretty tiny girls. If she were farther along, Puggsy would have found out on his own."

"Lets go to the hospital later, just to find out. Maybe we could find out how far along Kassy is, too."

"Why would we do that?"

Tracker just shrugged. "I just want to know when my OC will be having her child- it's almost like I'm an aunt or something."

"She said she got the results back, when I met up with her during the body-switch scenario. It said she was just over a month along, almost two months."

"I guess that means she'll probably have her baby first. I'm so excited!"

"I'll be excited when this baby's out of my stomach,"

Tracker chuckled. "That's what every pregnant woman says."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, only they have their OWN kids. …I'm going down to the cafeteria,"

"It's not even 5 AM yet!"

"Doesn't matter. I'm hungry, and these pregnancy cravings get out of control if I don't satisfy them soon." I walked out of the room, hearing Tracker laughing.

0o0o0o0o0o0

Turns out I wasn't the only one hungry so early in the morning, because I saw Hunter down in the cafeteria, sitting at a table with a tray piled with basically everything from the buffet. "Morning, WG. What woke you up so early?" she asked.

"An inescapable urge to vomit. I came down here to get something to eat." I walked along… realizing my statement was an oxymoron within itself.

Hunter chuckled. "Must be morning sickness."

I piled waffles, pancakes, scrambled eggs, a handful of bacon, and muffins on my tray, drowning almost everything in syrup, and grabbing a carton of orange juice, joining Hunter. "That's hard to believe. Brielle is hardly a month along, I bet…"

Hunter took a bite out of some sausage. "Mm-mm. Not from what her results said. Turns out she's a week ahead of me- two months along."

"SPHSTHCH!"

…That last outburst was my spewing out my orange juice out of surprise. Hunter glared at me, patiently wiping some of it off her face, and I guarantee that if I wasn't pregnant, she would have pummeled me on the spot. "Nice," she sneered.

"I'm sorry, it's just… I can't believe she's that far along, I mean…" I looked at my flat stomach once more. "Nothing's even showing! As small as Brielle and I are, there would have been some sort of bulge! …Right?"

Hunter chuckled. "You don't know too much about pregnancy, do you? Trust me, girl, I was pregnant with TWINS, but I didn't realize it in the first two months until I started feeling sick. The symptoms show more than the stomach first. …I mean, didn't you notice what it looked like in the ultrasound?"

I thought back to it… though I didn't recall much since I had blacked out upon the realization… but I did remember seeing a small shape curled up on the screen. Lacking knowledge of the stages of pregnancy, I had thought that it took shape after three weeks or so. I looked down at my stomach once more, wondering what shape the baby would be in after this week.

"I guess I should have paid more attention in biology last year," I said, then my eyes widened. "I just realized something. I can't go back to the real-world if I'm pregnant!"

"Well, no… I don't see why you would want to, if some creep just-" Hunter began.

"Who said I wanted to? This is great!"

Hunter eased back, probably shocked at seeing the huge smile on my face. "You… don't want to go back to your home in the real-world?"

I scoffed. "Are you nuts? All that waits for me there are my dumbass sisters who like to torment me, and my parents are hardly home… Coming to the tooniverse is basically the best thing that's ever happened to me, and now I have a good excuse to stay here rather than go home at the end of every day! Heck, if I wanted to, I'd carry this baby the whole nine months!"

"Huh boy, WG, I think your hormones are acting up. …You gonna eat your breakfast, or can I have it?"

"Oh, yeah. Almost forgot I had food in front of me,"

I continued eating, feeling a bit happy. Maybe being a surrogate mom wasn't going to be so bad after-

*blaurgh!*

"Aw, and the janitor just finished mopping the floor…" Hunter commented.

0o0o0o0o0o0o0

After finishing part of the breakfast I managed to keep down, I walked through the lobby, heading outside. The apartment-complex had a backyard garden you could walk through, and I decided to take advantage of being up early and watching the sunrise, taking in the calm, still, quiet morning. After all that had happened in the past two days, it was good to have a little serenity.

*snap*

I paused, hearing a twig break, and I spun around, seeing someone standing behind some bushes. I quietly drew my knife, then snuck over. "Alright, whoever you are, step out! I'm pregnant, and I got a knife!" I warned.

"Take it easy, WG, it's just me," FF2 said, stepping out.

"FF2? What are you doing out here so early? And… were you following me?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing, and no, I wasn't… Silver was."

I arched an eyebrow. "Silver?"

"Yeah. He woke up hearing you vomiting this morning, and saw you leaving the building and wanted to make sure you were alright… all the while make sure no psychos jumped you."

I rolled my eyes. "How nice, my co-author is my body-guard."

He scoffed. "You have to admit, it's not a good idea to go out walking on your own after a psycho-attack… especially in the tooniverse. There's a villain around every corner."

We walked around the corner, where we saw the Cobra Queen sitting at a table with a cup of coffee. "Oh, no, not YOU brats again," the villainess hissed, then got up and left. "Whatever you two plan on pulling, leave me out of it!"

I looked at FF2, chuckling. "You sure called that one." I commented.

"I guess I did… but I'm serious, WG. You should be careful- otherwise Brielle might kill you if she finds out you're putting her baby through pre-child endangerment. …I'd say Puggsy would try the same thing, but his wife would probably beat him to the punch." FF2 told me.

"She'd have to wait until the child was back in her stomach. …Huh, another advantage to being pregnant: no one can hurt me." I looked around. "I wonder where Fangpuss is…"

FF2 rolled his eyes. "C'mon, lets go back inside, before you get any more bad ideas,"

0o0o0o0o0o0

I met up with Brielle later that day. "So, how's my child?" she asked.

"Aside from it causing me to upchuck everything I've eaten in the past week, it's doing pretty good." I replied.

"Got the morning sickness, huh?"

"Yeah… can't wait until you get it back. And I didn't know you were two months along!"

"Of course- didn't you pay attention to the ultrasound, or were you too busy trying to strangle my husband with its cord?"

I shrugged. "Give me a break- the hormones were acting up."

"Riiiiiiight."

We walked on, seeing Puggsy down the hall. He nodded at Brielle, looked at me, then walked off without saying a word.

"So… exactly how DOES he feel about me carrying your guys' kid?" I asked Brielle.

Brielle was quiet for a moment, until she replied, "He's still… a bit uneasy about it. I mean, any husband would be, right, if some other woman was carrying his wife's baby rather than his wife?"

"I guess… unless you're one of those sterile couples who want a kid, and have another woman be a surrogate mom for them." I rubbed the back of my neck. "Though… neither of you guys aren't sterile, as we can easily tell…"

Brielle patted me on the back. "Well, I still appreciate it, and I'm sure Pugs does too. Plus, this week will be over before you know it, so it will be as if it never happened at all…"

*Blugurgle!*

Brielle cringed, looking at the mess on the carpet. "…Unless we have some stains for evidence,"

0o0o0o0o0o0

I went to the library later (The complex seemed to have everything, apparently). There were a few other people in there, like Sue Chang and Sally Boyd, so I wasn't exactly alone. It was getting dark and I planned on finding a book to read, looking across the shelves for a good story. Nancy Drew… Hardy Boys… Percy Jackson… Captain Underpants… Garfield… Cirque Du Freak… Goosebumps… I pondered, and found a book titled, The Dagger Key.

"You'd better be careful with her baby…" a voice told me, and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a figure dressed in black.

I turned to face them, but they had vanished.

I looked around, but there was no trace, and no one else in the library seemed to have seen anything. Feeling a bit uneasy, I quickly left the library and headed back to my room, making sure to lock the door behind me.