~ third fairy tale

[too_fairytale]

[Amy wakes up to a fat finger poking her insistently in the cheek, and a little voice speaking between pokes]

Mummy. Mummy. Mummy...

[mumbled]

I'm not anyone's mum, geroff... [!]

[her eyes fly open and she sits straight up in bed, and... there's a little girl with strawberry blond hair and eyes that unmistakably belong to her fiance standing right next to her pillow, looking up at her soulfully, and bile suddenly churns in Amy's stomach in a combination of surprise, what-is-this-fuckery, and... fear?]

Mummy? I'm hungry.

What.

[the little girl reaches up to tug on Amy's hand. Amy looks back at her like the proverbial deer in headlights]

This is not possible. I haven't even been pregnant!