This'll be a breeze!!

He must be really angry at me.

'So…'

Shut your fucking mouth, you wanker!

Yup, he's angry alright. 'I just want to point out that I'm thinking, not speaking, sooo…'

Motherfucker I don't give a damn where the fuck you're speaking from; just shut up!

I tried opening my eyes, but it resulted in more pain due to the light, so I quickly closed them.

'Okay, I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you, but we were late and-'

Well, it doesn't matter anymore because you're not in the condition to even move right now. I mean, you can't even open your eyes.

Yeah, I'm definitely missing some classes now. 'Yeah, it does hurt like a bitch.' Weirdly, I'm pain-free in the rest of my body, but for some reason, the motor functions are a bit wonky. Maybe I'm under anesthesia. 'Where are we anyway?'

Dude You just had a high-speed accident in the middle of morning traffic. Where do you think you are?

'No, I mean which hospital and are my parents here or not'

Well, judging by the sounds around you, I'd say we are in the Neo hospital. The maternity ward is pretty close to the ICU there.

It always astounds me just how much I notice the world around me and how Chat just throws it around, 'How do you remember that? How do I even notice that?'

You're weird like that. Anyway,  maybe you can try opening your eyes? That'll give us our answers much faster, you know.

Oh well, there are worse ways to start your day; this is pretty tame. 'Okay, wait... well, that's painful'

Sam….

'What it is taking me a while to adjust to this bright light, we must-'

Shut up and look! There are no machines.

Now a little more alert I quickly scanned the headboard of the bed but found nothing but some buttons there. Still,  it's not that weird. 'Okay, so what?'

Usually, in the ICU, there are machines and life support for patients who have been in a major accident.

I hate when my conscience makes more sense than me. 'You're not wrong, there' Now that I have a little more control over my body, I try to move my hands, but they feel weird, like my motor function is all wobbly. 'And why the fuck do I feel so weird?' holy sh*t, this can be a real problem for me. If my hand won't work properly, then my career as an animator is effectively over. Okay, now its time to get serious, but first, 'and why are these kids in our room?...chat? Chat?'

…..Maybe we're in their room….

Uhhhh what? 'Why would we be in a maternity room of all places?'

…..do you really need me to spell it out for you? Oh, for the love of... look at your hands!

'What are you, yoohh ohh woohooaa? What the fuck happened to my hands? Chat! Chat!'

I'm seeing what you're seeing; you don't need to scream at me!

'Chat I have baby hands! Chat!'

Lifting my hands I see small, delicate fingers where my injured hands are supposed to be.

….It's not just hands, I reckon.

For some reason, this just made me so fuckin'uncomfortable but somehow I was not able to express myself properly. Instead, I realised tears were starting to leak out of my eyes. Oh my god, are you crying?

'I cannot help it! It's like I want to cry for some reason!'

Well, that answers the question of why we're in a maternity ward.

I don't know if he's trying to be funny or not, but god damnit, I'm not in the mood for the obvious right now. 'No chat, it just raises more questions like, Why the fuck are we a baby in the first place?!'

I have no idea, but did you notice something else?

What the hell can be more important than the fact that we are in the body of a bloody baby? 'What?'

Look at your hands again.

Taking a look at my hands again, I see those little hands and fingers again. It's weird seeing my hands without my rings and scars. Just empty white han- wait

'Wait... no, maybe it's just too bright in here, right? Right?'

I think you know what's happening.

'Oh god, it's really happening'

You just gained white privileges!

'How the fuck is this possible?' Okay, now it really points to either the case of a very vivid dream while we're in a coma due to the accident or somehow I'm reincarnated into the body of a newborn baby.

Hey, don't ask me; I'm in the same boat as you.

At least I still have chat with me even if I'm here. As long as he's with me, I can make this work. While pondering this entire situation, I saw a nurse coming toward us.

'Look, someone is coming'

Well, whatever is about to happen, one thing is for certain: this is not gonna be a breeze.