This is my entry to the latest Microcosms prompt. If you fancy a go look here
Baking Baby (phrase: You’re either cooking or just heating up)
‘So,’ Martine squinted at the small print, ‘pour contents in the pan and turn on the heat.’ She tipped out the wobbly gloop and added three strands of her hair and a splash of her husband’s essence from a jar on the windowsill.
‘What’s that Mum?’ Gordon peered over her shoulder.
‘Hmm? Oh, I thought it was time you had a sibling. So I grabbed a cyborg-sister boil-in-a-bag on the way home.’
Gordon pulled a face. ‘A sister? Geez, why a girl?’
Martine studied the instructions and adjusted the nob. ‘You know you need a balanced familial experience. Your father’s had his wisdom boosted and I’ve had new empathy implants so we thought this was a good time… Oh sheesh, damn.’
The gloop had begun to bubble over. Gordon grabbed the handle as Martine swivelled the dial but not before a portion splashed the hob. A face appeared in a bubble and a breathy voice intoned, ‘That’s my cute dimples gone. I’ll now have your stupid chin.’
Martine bent to the level of the face. ‘Sorry.’
The fridge opened and handed Gordon an egg and tuna sandwich. ‘In Domestic Conception they said you need to concentrate for the best results.’
Martine turned down the flame and the face began to shrink. ‘I’ll do this later.’
‘Oh great,’ the face hissed. ‘make your mind up. Are you cooking me now or heating me up later?’
Martine and Gordon exchanged a look. ‘Maybe you’re right. Maybe we should go for another boy.’
Gordon tapped his cup which refilled with apple juice. ‘Mrs Goldberg says reheating causes lumpy personalities.’
The pan shook. ‘That is so not fair.’
‘Oh do shut it,’ said Gordon as he put on the lid.