Vanilla's eyes fluttered open. She was in her home, lying on her sofa with a damp cloth on her forehead. "Wh...what happened?" She slowly turned her head aside and saw her daughter and Cheese looking at her worriedly, with Amy at her side.
"Mommy, you're awake!!" Cream said joyously, jumping on her mother's lap. "I was so scared!"
"Oof!" Vanilla wasn't prepared for an excited girl jumping on her, but she appreciated the sentiment. Odd...Cream usually didn't feel so heavy. Kids grow up so fast...
"Cream, get off her! She just fainted!" Amy scolded, pulling Cream off of her mother. "Vanilla, are you okay? How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, Amy. Thank you." Vanilla said, pulling herself to a sitting position. "What happened?"
"I was waiting for you to visit when Cream came and told me you'd passed out on the way there. I helped her bring you inside."
"Oh, that was nice of you!" Vanilla said, sliding her legs off the sofa. As she did, Cream noticed one of her shoes lying on the cushion. "You dropped your shoe, Mommy," she said, handing the shoe to Vanilla.
"Oh, thank you, sweetie," Vanilla said, taking the shoe. "I don't know how that could've..." she paused while putting the shoe back on. "Girls...have my shoes always been this roomy?"
Amy looked at Vanilla's feet quizzically. It seemed like a weird thing to ask about, but sure enough, the shoe looked about a size too big for Vanilla's feet. "Yeah, they do look roomy...why do you ask?"
"Oh, it's probably nothing," Vanilla said, standing up. That's when they noticed the hem of her skirt was brushing the carpet, instead of stopping at her ankles. "My goodness, am I losing weight? My clothes fit just fine this morning!" Then she remembered. The strange gem Cream found. The flash of lighr. The strange feeling.
"I know this sounds strange, girls...but I think I'm shrinking." indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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