>>So this is a transcript of a conversation we had.
>>While IN HOSPITAL.
{Me: So, I think we should stop with kids for now.
Nano: But... flux army?
Me: No. What? Why an army? We have 5 kids already, he has a tendency to make multiples. We're not going to.
Lalna: You bring up valid points, but you are ignoring the most important part.
Me: What?
Lalna:
Army. WE HAVE TO OUT NUMBER THEM SOMEHOW!
Nano: AGREED!
Me: NO! What is wrong with you two. Our uteruses can only handle so much.
Nano: Speak for yourself, mine is made of obsidian and doom.}
>>SOMEONE SAVE ME PLEASE.