Arwin's first few days after being born into this world were far from pleasant.
His supposed mother did not have one iota of knowledge on how to take care of new born babies. Due to which he had to cry every time just to get the attention of his supposed mother, so she can check on him.
Rather than being worried about on how she should take care of the baby, she was much rather annoyed by his presence. She didn't know what things to buy for the baby, what food he can eat and can't eat. She didn't even know she had to buy diapers for the baby until he couldn't hold it any longer and had to shit in his own clothes.
As an adult excreting in his own clothes was the worst and one of the most embarrassing experience he had to suffer through even if no one knew he was an adult.
'I am glad she doesn't know I am an adult because it is so embarrassing, I am definitely take this to my grave.'
Not mentioning that she hadn't thought about changing his clothes, the thin clothes he had worn since she took him out of the hospital. Which she only did after cleaning up his shit.
'I can't exactly control my body as I used to in the past. So it must be true, muscle memory does play part in controlling minute to things you wouldn't pay attention to in the past like while sleeping and not peeing in the pants.'
'I mean, I just woke up with a wet diaper this morning and I could definitely feel I released everything I had in both my bowels and bladder.'
'I definitely need to practice clenching my sphincter and bladder muscles so I can control them. If it comes to this woman she might just leave me in my own shit on a bad day.'
This uncaring nature of his mother went on for 4 days, in which he had plenty of time to observe the room he was in from his basket.
Arwin spent the first day observing the room he was in. The walls of the room had molds growing on it in the high corners, it had a glass panel in front of the couch with some metal attached to its side, which could act as the projector.
To the right side of the Sci-fi TV, there was a door to the outside world, while directly opposite to door was a large glass window to view the outside world.
The area he was in would constantly snow during evening and well into night time. Which would make the room very cold, due to which the woman would go to another room to turn some kind of heater on, he suspected that the room where the heater was in is a kitchen of some sort.
While during peak hours of sun it would remain sunny with an occasional rain.
Although she would go outside everyday only once to buy food and alcohol, as most of her time was spent on surfing through channels on the projected screen and getting high.
He would get some sort of food on a wooden stick, which he would suck on to get the nutrients. Although his mother would just tear the wrapper and put it in his mouth. He himself had to hold the food so he can eat it properly. It was just like an ice cream bar, just it was not ice cream.
This thing had a soft texture that with enough saliva it would dissolve in one's mouth, just a bit too sweet for his preferences. Just eating one of these was enough for one meal.
'Although I hate this women because she doesn't give shit about her own new born baby, this food really tastes great.'
'Is this due to me being born in a new body?'
'It could be due to this body is tasting food for the first time.'
When I tasted food for the first time I almost cried due to how tasty it was.
While sucking on his food he would often watch the channels that would appear on the projected screen, sometimes she would watch news while often time she would watch entertainment shows.
"The Arraxxi have started to move towards the south of Russia. It seems they have started to invade the Mongolia and are intent on capturing the whole area."
"The Arraxxi have also started to push their territory near the western parts of Russia, and citizens in cities like Kurgan, Tobolsk are starting to migrate towards western parts of Russia to get away from the war that is to come near their cities."
Or other things related to the newer version of some kind of magical machinery, beauty products and newer implants with better features.
'Although I hate being a baby and all that comes with it, but man am I seeing the world in a completely different way. Everything is so vibrant and saturated with colors.'
Of course in this old apartment there is only grey, black and brown color of couch. I could only see color that appears on the projected screen.
'But the sound is so high and is disorienting, is she playing the goddamn thing on full volume.'
I could very well understand now, why new born babies would start to cry whenever they hear a very loud sound as it can be very disorienting.
While watching the channels on the projected screen with this drunk woman she would often slander men appearing in the channels, especially the handsome ones.
While the words reserved for women appearing on the channels were something on the level of a drunk sailor spewing profanities, except she herself would be drunk.
"Hah. All these men are worthless. They can't even keep these aliens off our planet and they think they are some hot sh*t."
"Worthless, all of them are worthless. They all act dignified but in the end they all are just boy toys to other women."
*hiccup*
"Those sluts are should just kill themselves. They all show their disgusting bodies on live for people to watch and in the back, suck on their bosses to climb the social ladder."
'Man talk about being a hypocrite. listening to her makes me question her actions of trying to become a wife of a rich guy. Are all gold diggers like this?'
I ask no one but it is really funny seeing her lose her cool like this. It reminds me of those gold digger prank videos on the videotube.
She would go on a rant for few minutes spending her energy on cursing, snickering and watching the news and then switch to the entertainment shows, While watching she would doze off to sleep snoring.
As the first and second day went in this cycle, she slowly started to lose her own patience.
She would start to show annoyed expression whenever she heard Arwin's cry for food, cleaning him or cleaning after he has taken a shit.
'She is slowly starting look more annoyed as the days go on. I mean, I wouldn't even mind if she just leaves me in front of orphanage.'
One late night she is trying to tear open a wrapper, as she seems to struggle for a reason.
'Woman I understand you are drunk and all, but you shouldn't be that physically weak even if you are high. Come on you can do it, I believe in you.'
I raise my hands towards her to show support and give my own way of encouraging her as I was very hungry. Her attentions falls on me and in an instant her drunk expression warps into pure anger as the wrapper is suddenly thrown towards a wall.
*Thud* *Crack*
As his food wrapped in plastic is thrown, it hits the Projected screen on the glass it cracks the glass which destabilizes the projection.
"You damn little shit. You think I am being funny? huh!"
"You just eat, drink and shit. You are useless, just utterly fuc**ng useless. Ahhhhh!"
As she just loses her shit and starts to scream hysterically at me. While my mind is only occupied with one thing.
'Oh, man that was my dinner.'
I turn my attention from the constantly distorting projection screen with my food stuck on it, to woman's face as she is berating me for being a baby.
I start to cry and wail, to mimic a reaction a normal baby would give. To not appear as abnormal.
While my head is preoccupied with other thoughts, 'Man, can anyone be this useless. She is just too much.'
'I pretty sure this is the reason her so-called boyfriend left her.'
After shouting and screaming her lungs out, she starts to wheeze trying to catch her breath.
*Cough...COUGH*
'Yeah, that's what you get for screaming like a bi**ch.'
I slowly start to lower my wailing, as she suddenly picks up my basket and takes me to a room next to the hallroom.
As I gaze at the room still wailing, I see a closed room with long shelves and two big machines.
A square shaped box of steel which looks like a washing machine and a fridge. I see Ambra going to fridge, opening it take out some alcohol and turns next to the fridge to turn on a heater which brings warm air to the kitchen as she retreats back to hallroom.
'Ah... I am going to sleep hungry tonight aren't I.'
'She definitely deserves to be called the worst mother. I have never thought I would miss being an adult and have freedom to do things.'
'As I am now, I can't do anything for few years until I have grown enough. But am I even going to live a year in this world, with this kind of mother. I highly doubt it.'
I close my eyes and put my doubts to the back burner, as I go dreamland.
'Even if I didn't get my dinner today, atleast tonight I can sleep in this warm room.' As those are the last thoughts that goes through my mind before I fall asleep.
'Nn... don't shake my bed soliel.' As I suddenly open my eyes, I see Ambra picking up my basket and putting it back near the couch.
I brush sleepiness away from eyes, as I start to see things more clearly. She puts the same baby food in my mouth as she leaves the house.
After finishing my food and throwing the stick on the floor. My eyes wander to the projected screen which is cracked but the food is no longer on the cracked screen.
'Heh, I guess that would teach her a lesson. I do wonder though, what is the cost of one of these things.'
'They shoudn't be too pricey or an average person like Ambra wouldn't be able to afford them at all.'
*Yawn*
'This body tired rather easily, especially sleepy after eating something. I think this cycle of eating and sleeping goes on for the first two months after which the young babies sleep less I guess.'
As I fall into my morning sleep, I suddenly get awakened as I am lifted in someone's arm.
'Wait, why is Ambra so caring all of a sudden.' I peek my eyes open to get clearer visual of what is happening only to see Ambra in front of me talking to a guy who is currently looking at the projection screen as he turns it on and off.
'If Ambra is in front of me, then who is holding me?' I turn towards the face of my supposed holder and see a robot holding me.
'Oh great, you couldn't take care of me. So you bought a robot to take care of your baby.'
'Well in the hindsight this robot would definitely be a better guardian than Ambra.'
'I hope the days to come, would be better then the past five days.' I wonder about what my future holds for me, as the robot holds me in its warm arms.