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So, magic's back. That's a thing.

And...uh...Emma had the baby.

I totally meant to post something or tell people. But...I kind of panicked?

I do not wish to be kidnapped any more. But I do wish to have waffles. I have not had waffles in a long time.

This makes me glad that I'm a clone and not a special snowflake with powers.

No offense to any of those with powers.

The coming and going is so jarring. I don't know how the people here are just so blasé about these things. As if disappearing and reappearing people who should be fictional is just the way the world works. There is no world where it works like that! Except this one. It's not normal.

I'm starting a community theater group until this nonsense stops and I can go home. Sign ups are in the library and our first meeting is on the fifth. Anyone who likes can be involved, regardless of experience. And someone mentioned a book club? I can organize that, too. I'm very good with organization and planning and hosting.

Helena is gone.

Just thought you would want to know.

There have been times in my life where having this happen to me would have been a godsend. This isn't one of them.

Still, it's not the weirdest thing to happen to me.

I can't find Lana, and Abi is crying. And I've done everything that I can do, and I can't get her to stop. Why won't she stop? Has anyone seen Lana? Help. Please?

There is a crucial lack of adult level hobbies in this town that don't involve hitting things, shooting things, or drinking things.

I haven't even found any community theater groups. Is that something I can start and manage, or do you have to have some level of superpower to do anything in this town?

Felix and Sarah are gone.

We need drinks.

What. The. Actual. Hell.

I want to get waffles. And donuts. And pudding. And play Scrabble.

( Cosima )

I meet with the angel. He heal me when I cut myself. He do it for you too if you want. I get him to show you before he helps you if you want.

Lordie, lordie. Look who's 40! Nobody's said anything yet, and since the day's almost over, I thought I would let everybody know so they can get in on the playful teasing.

Our very own Clint Barton just made it to 40 years old. Congratulations on not-dying! Or, you know, dying and then getting resurrected because magic. Either way.

( Cosima )

Hello Cosima. I have met an angel. He says he could heal you, if you want. I know you are sick, but he can make you better. I saw his wings, and he took me to fly with him. I know he can help, but I said I would ask you first. He will not touch you unless you ask, I promise.

( Clone Club )

I have met an angel who says he can heal Cosima. If anyone else is sick, he can help.

I have no idea what's going on here, but it's beyond unacceptable and I demand to see whoever is in charge immediately. I cannot afford to be dragged to some ridiculous facsimile of a Disney movie. I have a family and a life and things that need to be done.

[Locked to Sarah, Felix, & Cosima]
The grumpy, absurdly bearded man who gave me the phone said you were here. What is going on? Something has to be done!