Fatherhood

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Zarc never had any plans to be a father, but life seemed to have other plans for him. He didn't know where this basket of four baby boys came from, but there it was on his doorstep. He probably would have tripped over it if it weren't for the cry of "Watch out!" from Odd-Eyes. As it was, he almost didn't catch himself in time.

"What the...?" Zarc muttered, staring down at the sleeping babies. They were so tiny, probably no older than a few days old, if that. Zarc groaned, he was late for work already as it was from oversleeping. Now he had to figure out what to do with these four babies.

Sighing, Zarc picked up the basket and brought it inside. As he set it down next to his futon, he noticed a note sticking out from between the blanket and the basket. Frowning, he picked it up and read it.

Dear Zarc, the note read, I'm a huge fan of your duels, so I wanted to make my own Zarc. So I kinda grabbed the gum you were chewing after you threw it away, and cloned you. Only something must have gone wrong, and I got four boys that have your face but different hair and eyes, and then I realized that they were gonna have to grow up slowly, and I didn't want to raise four babies. So you can have them! They were born yesterday! The one with the purple and black hair came out of his test tube first, so he's the oldest. The second-oldest is the one with pink and purple hair. And the third-oldest is the one with blue and yellow hair. The one with red and green hair came out last, so he's the youngest. Congratulations on becoming a father! Love, Your Biggest Fan! <3 P.S. Can you send me a lock of your hair? It might make a better clone that has the right hair this time!

"What the hell, man?! What. The. Actual. Hell?!" Zarc had to re-read the letter five times before it fully sank in. Some crazy fan had cloned him without his consent and then abandoned the baby clones on his doorstep.

Well, Zarc wasn't about to abandon the tiny babies. He remembered all too well the pain of growing up in an orphanage. He didn't want the babies to experience that life. He may not have been ready to become a father, but these baby clones were his flesh and blood, and he'd be damned if he turned his back on them!

Sighing, the duelist picked up the phone. It seemed he wouldn't be going into work today after all.

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