Emma!prime walked though her door after a successful visit to the cloning shop.
"Welcome home, i'memmanumbertwo," Emma!Prime said to her new partner-in-crime-and-sometimes-love-but-that's-a-secret.
"This is a rad place and all, but where am I going to sleep?" i'memmanumbertwo replied, confuzzledly.
"In that shoe box in the corner, of course," Emma!prime pointed to a shoe box in the corner."You're short enough, kek".
"I'm the same height as you!" i'memmanumbertwo replied, vexedly.
"Actually, I made you 1 millimetre shorter, so i could feel superior" Emma!prime said, vaingloriously.
"That's pretty fuckin' petty," i'memmanumbertwo said, irkedly.
"Shut up, less important Emma, I'm in charge here," Emma!prime said, adverbly "Now get in your box!"
"But I wanna sleep in a bed!" i'memmanumbertwo said, stroppilyly.
"Well I only have my bed and its pretty small, if you know what I mean, wink wink!" Emma!prime said, winkely.
"Why are you saying wink?" i'memmanumbertwo said, discombobulatedly,
"I never learned how to wink, imperceptive arse crackling" Emma!prime said, hurtly.
And then they both walked to the bedroom in silence, i'memmanumbertwo looking sorry but not wanting to bring it up in case it make it worse.
They reached the bedroom and got into bed fully clothed.
The bed was a single black camp bed that they both struggled to get into without smushing into a single mass of fleshy horror.
After squirming for a couple of seconds, they found a position that featured one straddling the other. This would have been sexual if they were not the same person.
"Hey I've got something to put in your mouth,"Emma!prime said picking up a tubular, "nice'n'tasty" lollipop.
"Oh, why, thank you, but i would rather eat out... if you have the money for a restaurant," i'memmanumbertwo said, celestiallyly.
"Bitch, daddy earn that sweet dollar dollar bill, that sweet sweet chedda y'all!" Emma!prime said, a-little-to-loudly-ly.
"That's was a-little-to-loudly," i'memmanumbertwo said, informativlyly."But how could I ever repay you?!" she begged.
"You can be my slave, if you know what I mean..." Emma!prime said, lewdlyly.
"Ok, i'll go pick some cotton, Master" i'memmanumbertwo said, peonly.
"Wait no, that's not what I meant" Emma!prime said.
And then they totally did it.
Ten months later, they inexplicably had a child who was made up from the genetic code of two people who were the same person, so the baby was just another clone. Her name was 'I-Can't-Believe-It's-Not Emma'. Emmas are not very good parents because they need constant supervision themselves, so she made many bad decisions and is currently in Guantanamo Bay for accidental violence against a world leader (Kim Jong Un). Nobody is quite sure how any of that happened.
