Airport!

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The Forger family had packed their bags. The Handler had allowed Loid to go, and the Gardener had allowed Yor to go!

They arrived at the airport, and saw the Blackbells waiting for them.
"Beckyy!" Anya said, and ran up to her.
"You made it!" she responded, smiling.
"We're going to fly!" Anya said. "Will there be birds?"
She imagined everyone riding birds towards the resort.
"Oh, Anya.." Becky sighed. "You do have a passport, don't you?"
"Don't worry, Anya has a passport." Loid said, pulling one out.

"I had to forge one, for 'Loid Forger' as well. Luckily, Yor had one already. It would have been better to get a real one, but with such short notice.." Loid thought.

"Anya's passport is forged?" she asked, under her breath.
Once they had went through all the safety precautions and passport checks, Loid sweating furiously on each one, they came across a fake toy house.

"It must be for children to play house in! How sweet."
Yor said.
"Yes, perhaps we can leave them to play for a bit." Becky's mother said.
They went to sit down, while Loid kept an eye on the kids.
Becky's father had gone to the bathroom.

There were two other children in the house, aside from Becky and Anya. There was a fake garden in the back, a kitchen, and a little living room.
"Jeez, how are we supposed to sleep?!" Becky complained.
"We can just..not sleep." another girl piped up.

A boy smiled.
"I can be the son!"
"I want to be the cool aunt!" Becky said.
"I'd like to be the daughter."
The girl said.
"That leaves you as the Mum, Anya!" Becky said

"Hm? Can I be a spy?" Anya asked excitedly.
"Sure, spy mum!" the girl said.
Another boy walked in at that moment.
"Ooh, Anya, we can ask him to be the Dad!" Becky said excitedly.
"Hm? Isn't that Sy-on boy?" Anya asked.
"What do you mean, Anya? How could he be-"
The boy turned around. It was, indeed, Damian.

"Huh?! Why are you here?!"
"You're not the only one who can be at airports, duh!" Becky said.

"It's time to board the plane, kids!" Becky's mother called over to them.
"Hmph! Let's go, Anya." Becky huffed, pulling her away.

"Why is she everywhere I go..?" Damian thought to himself.
"I'm everywhere he goes?" Anya asked.

"Hm? Did you say something, Anya?" Becky asked.
"No."

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