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"Children?"
Yako thought… "I dunno, I've never really thought about it, ya'know? I mean, it's not like I'm dating at the moment, so I have no reason to think about it. It'd be like planning my wedding without the groom."
"Well, could you try to think of something?" The tiny reporter asked, her eyes large and brown behind thick glasses.
"Well….." Yako began, "They'll be better people than I am. More normal, if possible. They'll hopefully live a good life, in a two-parent household. With plenty of food and love. Also……."
-as seen in a popular magazine-
"………………..They'll be smart, or smarter than I am, at least. And they'll be average looking, no pretty boys or primping princesses. A boy and a girl, that's what I want, but I'll settle for anything. Although I want at least two, so that if something happens, they'll have each other to lean on.
Hair color?
Um…maybe blonde, like me, but black is just as likely, because of where I live and the dominance of that hair color in my area….
Eye color?
Well, mine's brown…so probably brown, if what was taught in biology class is right. But green would look nice too…
Would they be darker than myself?
Dunno, does that matter?
Height?
Well, probably taller than me when they were full-grown. All the guys I know are, and I'm a little on the short side…"
Not that she "planned on marrying any of them"…Miss Yako said, as she laughed nervously.
When asked if she would she marry any of them given the chance, she replied:
"I don't know. They're all nice guys, but I just can't see…..being with any of them. Besides, I'm not the ideal woman for any of them. Trust me, I'm not."
She added at a later time that she would probably "eat them out of house and home."
