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"WE ONLY SEE EACH OTHER AT WEDDINGS AND FUNERALS"

On the 12th hour of the 1st day of October 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth, this was unusual only in the fact that none of these women were pregnant when the day first began.

Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventurer, resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible. 

He got eight of them

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He got eight of them.


"Holy fucking shit" a girl exclaimed as she jumped out of a blue rayed black hole looking thing into a teen room, pink in colour which barely had space to walk as it contained a queen single bed with a closet which contained a mirror as one of the door's and a huge bookshelf engrossed in the wall everywhere and no toys to be seen,  she landed right in front of the mirror with baggy clothes as if she was wearing her mother's, 

"Am I back in my room?" She looked around and then looked at herself, "Did I get it right?", she examined herself in her mirror, "I am a genius... I am 13 again just when I left"  she opened her closet to look at the clothes which were basically all her old uniforms... all neat and dry cleaned, "I missed you" she sighed happily and picked one up and changed into it as well as her undergarments, "mom washed them as usual", 

She left the room and went out to the room beside her's which was her father's bedroom examining everything, it all looked dead and dusty it's like no one's been here for a long time, "weird" she mumbled under her breath and continued, she decided to go downstairs but before she could turn,

 "Miss Y/n?" she heard a soft voice from behind her, 

"POGO?" she exclaimed and ran to him for a hug, he dropped the cane he was holding and embraced the little girl, he pulled away and examined her,

 "I- I cannot believe my eyes" the monkey stammered while holding her shoulder's like she was a delicate baby at an edge of a building, tears poured down his eyes as he pulled her for a short tight hug again, they softly pulled away from the second hug, 

"Is it just me or have you gotten older pogo?",

 "It has been 16 years since you saw me so I will have to answer with a yes,"

 "Oh, Pogo,...WHAT?" she left Pogo's grasp and started roaming in circles, "It has been 16 years for you, that doesn't make sense I should have come back to the time I left, did I seriously make a mistake? How stupid and I was supposed to be the smart one, god, dammit", 

"clam down y/n", Pogo said as he put his..paw? on her shoulder making her stop, 

"where's everyone?" she asked with a bit of hope in her eyes,

 "They all have come home, I just greeted miss Vanya in the Library," he said in his same relaxed, calming tone, she let out a relaxed sigh, and then with a jump, she asked again,

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