Chapter Four: Cake and Monsters

John's dad gently carried John back upstairs. After laying him in bed and turning off the incessantly pinging computer, he went back downstairs.

For some reason, there was a large plume of cherry-colored smoke billowing out from the kitchen. Assuming it was the science experiment John had put in the oven, John's dad went into the kitchen, rescued a large amount of cooking and baking supplies from being ruined by the smoke, and set off for the next-door neighbor's house.

With kitchen supplies awkwardly piled in his arms, he rang the doorbell. A lady wearing a pastel rainbow dress and a pink scarf around her blonde hair answered it and inquired why he was here.

He said that his son was using his house's oven for a project. Then, he asked if he could bake using her oven, as he wanted to bake his son a get-well cake.

The lady agreed to let him use the oven, but wanted to know why his son needed a get-well cake. He replied that his son had fallen down the stairs and hit his head terribly hard.

The lady gasped. She invited the man in and said that she would help him with baking and decorating the cake, as his poor son was badly in need of one.

The inside of the lady's house was strewn with tarps, cans of paint, paintbrushes, and other various painting supplies. Apologizing for the mess (as she had not been expecting visitors) the lady led John's dad to her kitchen.

Time flew by as the lady and John's dad worked hard to bake and decorate the cake. Though they had produced a masterpiece of baking that anybody would be proud of, by the time they had finished it was dark outside.

Gathering up the baking supplies and cleaning up the mess, John's dad said that it was probably time for him to go. The lady agreed, and wondered if she could help him carry the cake over to his house. Grateful for the offer, John's dad picked up the baking supplies while the lady carried the cake, and the two set out for his house.

At the house, John's dad noticed that the cloud of smoke from the kitchen had gotten larger. Placing his precious kitchen supplies on the couch in front of the fireplace, he then went to open a window to air the house out.

After that, he led the lady to John's room. Helping her place the cake on his dresser, he then wrote a short get-well note to John.

The lady asked if she could write a get-well note to John as well. In response, John's dad handed her the note he had been writing on and told her that she could write on the back, which she did.

Afterwards, the two went downstairs, and John's dad bade farewell and goodnight to the lady as she went back to her house. Then, he went to get ready to go to bed.

John's dad was woken in the middle of the night by an unearthly screeching sound coming from the kitchen. Wearily, he got up and went over to see what had caused the sound.

Inside the kitchen, the oven was radiating a harsh, unearthly red glow. Advancing cautiously, John's dad took a look inside the oven—then recoiled in horror and disgust. An enormous red egg, its shell pulsing with a strange light, was taking up the entire inside of the oven and was bending the metal parts beyond repair.

This had gone too far! John's dad took an oven mitt and was preparing to open the oven door when a CRACK split through the quiet night air. Ever so slowly, the eggshell tore open, revealing a deep green, ugly, muscle-bound monster. The monster reared its skeletal head and gave a deep roar, shattering the remains of the oven and most of the windows in the house.

John's dad took a fighting stance as the monster turned its grotesque head in his direction. Without even batting an eye the monster opened its maw and lunged.

THE HORROR STORY HAS BEGUN... or something like that...

For those of you wondering about the alien: No, it's not Lord English. Since this is an AU, instead of a universe-destroying alien we have an Earth-destorying alien. However, the alien is meant to be a sort of representation of how Lord English's destuctive capabilities can even reach AUs as far-fetched as this one...or something like that. Failed author's explaination is failed.

- Long-Vuong