TJD Reunites/New lives are born

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Six years later

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Six years later. Thursday, November 1st, 2029 at 2:45pm, 34-year-old Michelle was in the kitchen making lunch for 4 of her kids, Damian, and herself while rubbing her pregnant 7-month-old belly. She had given birth to two sets of identical girl twins. Annalisse and Ivelisse are 6-years-old and Maritza and Mariposa are 4-years-old. They were living in Fairbanks, Alaska in the mountains near a village. Annalisse and Ivelisse were finishing up their homework in their rooms while Maritza and Mariposa were coloring in their coloring books. Damian came in from outside and dusted the snow off himself before stepping through the door.

The girls ran towards him and gave him a hug. He took off his winter gear and put it in the closet before giving them a hug.

Maritza & Mariposa (in unison): Papa!

He picked them up and hugged them with a groan. They kissed his cheeks.

Damian: What you guys doin'?

Maritza: Kiddy stuff.

Damian: So, if I go in your bedrooms, I'm not gonna find a homemade time machine that you guys made?

Mariposa: No, we promise.

Damian: I don't know. I'll have to go upstairs and check. What your sisters doin'?

Maritza: Homework.

Damian: And your mami?

Mariposa: Makin' lunch while tryin' not to explode. Have you seen how big her stomach has gotten? You shouldn't have done that, papa.

Damian (half-laughing): It takes two to tango, Ms. Mariposa. How do you think you and your sisters got here?

Mariposa: Because you wanted us here, duh.

Maritza: That's part of it, Posa. Papa, I worry about mami, sometimes.

Annalisse and Ivelisse came downstairs and hugged him after greeting him.

Annalisse: Are you guys talkin' about mom's pregnancy again? She'll be fine just as long as she stays off her feet again.

Everybody scratched their heads and cleared their throats.

Annalisse: That woman is back on her feet again, isn't she?

Mariposa: Your words not ours.

Ivelisse: Anna, she's gotta move around, otherwise, her joints will get stiff.

Damian: I feel like I'm in a roomful of teenaged evil geniuses, right now.

Ivelisse: Dad, we're not evil geniuses, we're Einsteinettes.

Damian (jokingly): Evil Einsteinettes.

He kissed each of his daughters' foreheads and put Maritza and Mariposa down.

Damian: Okay, I'll be in the kitchen talkin' to mami, and you guys do somethin' that doesn't involve makin' things out of technology.

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