This choice: They make it to the hospital with no obstacles. • Go Back...Chapter #5They make it to the hospital with no obstacles. by: Unknown Mr. and Mrs. Cake sat nervously in the waiting room, hoping that there was nothing life-threatening happening to their unofficial daughter. As the doctor trotted out the double doors, they approached them in anticipation.
"Is she going to be alright, Doctor?"
"She will, don't worry."
Mr. and Mrs Cake let out a sigh of relief.
"In fact, and I know this may sound strange, but Pinkie's perfectly fine. There's absolutely nothing wrong with her."
"But...how can...WHAT?" Mrs. Cake uttered in confusion.
"Nothing! No diseases, no tumors, no allergic reactions, not even any signs of excessive overeating!"
"But doctor...we just came here after watching her spontaneously gain almost another hundred pounds! How is that possible?"
"I have absolutely no idea...our closest hypothesis is that there could have been some dormant calories in Pinkie's body that are only recently being digested...but what I've found is what I've found. As of now, Pinkie is completely healthy, physically and mentally!"
The Cakes looked at each other uneasily, then back to the doctor.
"...You're absolutely sure?"
"Absolutely. We've had three opinions so far."
Mrs. Cake let out a long sigh.
"...Alright, then..."
Later...
Pinkie sat on the floor in her room, fearing that her bed would perish under her immense weight. She gave a downtrodden sigh, poking at her massive belly that stuck out and pushed her legs apart.
She was so confused right now. How could she gain this much weight in only a month? She didn't even remember overeating that much for a while, let alone anything that could have made her this huge. Now she wouldn't be allowed to work or eat anything in the bakery for a while, much to her chagrin.
"I just don't get it, gummy..." the little alligator now laid on the bed, taking the vacant sleeping spot. "Why am I even getting so tubby to begin with?"
Mr. and Mrs. Cake had already searched the kitchen for anything that could fatten Pinkie. She looked around, wondering if there was some sort of clue in her room. Throughout ten minutes of searching, there was nothing found.
After searching, she'd passed her bedroom mirror, allowing her to take in her engorged figure. She turned around and looked at the size of her rump, now over three feet wide. Her cutie mark had stretched out quite well, too.
"Wait a minute..."
Weight gain.
Fattening.
Expansion.
Inflation!
Balloon Cutie Mark!
"That must be it, Gummy!" She happily announced. "My cutie mark must mean I can also puff up like a balloon!"
"But if I get fat automatically..."
"...Could I get fatter on purpose?"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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