Clone City, Valley of the Queens

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"This... this is not funny."

With a voice devoid of accent Sal found herself suddenly not at home, returning to her living room after a bathroom break while watching reruns of Avatar: The Last Airbender. If the place had been a nexus or something she was more familiar with she would have been perfectly okay with the entire situation.

Except that this was not a room, not a nexus, and not a cafe. It was a cave. She wasn't a fan of caves. They were gross and earthy and just... well... gross. This cave wasn't drippy or anything, but she still didn't like it. She growled to herself and walked awhile until she found a large French door. Which was weird in and of itself. She wrenched it open and found her feet on green grass.

"Where the hell am I?" She looked around at the enormous valley spread out around her.

This is surreal...

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"That's your kid, alright," said Kal. "You almost done?"

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Sal looked sideways at Kal. "Why? Tryin' t' kick us out, or what?"

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"No. I just want to show you that notcoffee stuff before somebody cuts his hand off again and I need to tend to the mess."

"Only one of us did that once," said Fi.

"Yeah, and you've still got the scar, don't you?" Kal scowled at him.

Fi withheld comment and concentrated on moving the microphone slightly in attempt of getting a full view of Celeste's face. "Do you want a print?"

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Sal's expression of bewilderment at Kal only increased in its severity.

Then she grinned at Fi. "Sure."

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The jovial clone grinned and pressed a button on the mic, only to blink as Celeste gave it another mighty whack right at that moment. "Okay, trying again."

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Sal couldn't help it.

She laughed again, and it was probably not making Fi's job any easier.

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"Ack! Ack!" Fi's eyes went wide, then blinked as another infant blow made the mic ring and the screen dissolve into static.

Kurt just watched in silent amazement as his unborn daughter battled the taking of her first portrait.

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"I'm sorry," Sal breathed, her laughter dying down to nothing. "We're not helping, are we?"

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"Um... no," he said sheepishly, looking at her sideways.

"Here." Kurt reached over and put his hand over the furious lump, watching as the angry movements stilled and turned into a snuggle.

Fi took the picture and glanced toward the printer as it beeped and started to work.

And Celeste decided to protest the sudden removal of the mic by headbutting her mother in the ribs.

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Sal winced.

"Ow."

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"Ow?" said Fi worriedly as Kurt said, "Diaphragm?"

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"I think she nailed me liver."

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"Ach." He winced and lifted her to give her a gentle hug.

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She grinned and hugged him back. "See why I'd like her out any time now?"