Yuck what is that smell. Jemima

​I detected a certain smell wafting up from the kitchen. It made me nervous, so nervous, that I fell down the stairs, bumping my head on each one as I was falling. Down, down, down I went until I stopped. I got up, but as I did my head started to swirl around like a river full of stars. Once I was up I found myself in the kitchen.
“Well hi, pumpkin,” said my mum. As I realised my mum was making something, it made me want to run away.
“Why on earth have you cooked your pink cupcakes?! You know it makes me sick!”