A 12 year old Izzy sniffled her tears back, as she sat in front of a screen, while Older Izzy and Christophe comforted her from the computer call.
"I wanna go home." she sobbed.
"I know, honey." She assured her younger, even younger herself. "Everything will be fine very soon."
"Dad will fix everything, and keep you safe." Christophe explained as Greg sat awkwardly in the back of the room, nervously scratching his beard. "Dad...you got this?" Christophe added.
"When I can I come home?" she asked.
"Just a few days." Greg assured. "4, maybe 5 tops. Just gotta get some calls made, not a big deal." he said, unconvincingly, but making Younger-young Izzy feel slightly better." the display feed cut out.
"Great, lost the connection again." Greg growled. "Okay, now what?"
Duffy finished her blackboard sketch of the wand.
"So what happened?" asked Greg.
"I don't know. Maybe because I was the one casting, I didn't lose my memory, maybe I messed up the spell, maybe the wand was defective, maybe it's just part of destiny's story, and we never had free will. But I did free Will, and you and Marley, so instead of 3 blank kids, we just have one blank kid and a tiny me." she said, looking lost. Lawg nodded.
"Well, silver lining...you lost some weight. I thought you could lose about 40 pounds, and you did...may have also 22 years in the process, but still. One will grow back but with diet and proper cardio the other might not. If you weren't a teenager and slightly shorter, this would be a step in the right direction." he said as a teen Duffy punched him in the balls.
"This height does have some advantages." Duffy nodded as Marley raised an eyebrow.
"Yea, remind me of that the next time Greg is walking around naked and you gotta wear a grinding shield for eye protection and be on constant wang-allert." Marley sighed.
"Firstly..." Greg cut in. "I already killed all the Wangs a few episodes back. Secondly, I'm not gonna walk around naked with kids onboard. I draw the line at some point and that point is somewhere before that. I mostly did that because it bothers Lawg, I like the freedom, and I'm not putting on pants just to get a drink and go back to getting some. Obviously I'm not getting any action in this current situation, and I respect Izzy more than I hate Lawg, therefore no nudity." He defended. "But once this is over...Lawg, you're getting a show."
"Lucky me." he sighed sarcastically.
Greg sat in the den of the Tast-E-Chill, the couch leaning in the middle under his heft and lack of caring regarding the furniture. He pondered his options and silently brewed while the coffee machine non-silently brewed along side. Dark and mysterious Jazz Noir played softly as he watched the poker tournament on mute. It was the most child-appropriate channel he knew of. Little Izzy nervously approached as he peered up, smiling through his mental fog.
"Is this seat taken?"
"Not at all." he said, scooting over, bending the couch differently.
"So you're the guy everyone warned me about." she squinted.
"Appears so, and we have been down this road before, back when you were older, well, after you were older, back after you got younger and now later that you're younger then the younger older you...screw it, I give up." he said, visibly stressed.
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Dipshits in Space: Season 6
Science Fiction...you even reading these things still? I mean at this point if you liked the other 5, you're gonna like this one, and if you didn't like the first 5, then why are you here? This is just silly. I don't have to tell you this season has the greatest r...
