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They could only stare at the six young ducks sitting before them, looking just as confused as they were. The first test fire of Tanya's new dimensional gateway had clearly gone horribly wrong.

Wildwing's eyes were large and rounded as he looked at his younger self, holding his literal baby brother's hand. Three-year-old Nosedive sucked his thumb and watched him with big brown puppy eyes, a blue blanket clutched tightly under his left arm. Judging by Nosedive's age the adult Wildwing would say his younger self was nine right now.

"Is that really us?" Nosedive took a cautious step forward but then rethought his decision and took a nervous step back.

"Th-th-the dimensional gateway worked but somehow i-it opened a portal back in time."

"That doesn't explain how our younger selves got pulled through Tanya." Duke watched the young sixteen-year-old version of himself, who still had two eyes. This had been a rough time for him, he stole and got into a lot of trouble in this stage of his life before he was taken in by his mentor, who taught him how to steal without getting caught.

"Our dimensional gateway is very different than- Drag-Dragaunus's. To use it I input our individual DNA to let us pass through. That way we're the only ones that could use it. It was done to stop something from coming through that wasn't supposed to." The seven-year-old Tanya, watched her older self curiously, taking in was her older self was saying. In her hair was a similar light purple head band but instead of the style Tanya currently sported, her hair was flat and pushed back. No glasses sat on her face, since she hadn't needed them until she was in her late teens.

"Looks like something still did." Wildwing thought crossing his arms, this was the last thing that they needed.

Mallory could only stare in horror at the small six-year-old red headed duck, who was watching her with Pretty big green eyes that shined innocently up at her. The signature bouncy red hair was big and uncontrollable until she was in her teens. Cringing Mallory remembered the stories her mother would reminisce over. She had been a terror when she was younger, not a mean kid but she got into everything and run all over that place, far too much energy and if she wasn't watched, she could hurt herself. Oh, Mallory was not happy to see herself, not at all. "We have to send them back." She spoke up for the first time, sounding a little desperate, causing everyone to turn and look at her curiously for a moment.

Tanya sputtered for a moment. "I-I'm n-not sure I can. Not yet anyway. If I got it wrong, I could be sending them to, well, nowhere good." She glanced at all the kids. "If that happens, then we may never exist."

"Wow! This is like something out of the Twilight Zone man!" Nosedive looked to Wildwing, who sighed.

"So, what do we do?" Grin didn't take his eyes off the young Grin. He looked to be about twelve years old right now. Even at the age of twelve he was big for his age. His broad shoulders always ripped his shirts. Because of this, he tore his sleeves off since no shirt could fit him properly.

"Looks like we'll just have to keep them here until we can figure this out." Wildwing put his hands on his hips staring down at them all. "Everyone will need to watch after their younger selves when we're all here. If some of us must leave, then someone will have to stay behind to babysit."

Everyone groaned.

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