Authors Note: Well, these stories seem to have taken on a life of their own, but the end is in sight! Whether that's a good thing or not I have yet to determine.
Disclaimer: This is all for fun, even if the boys don't think so (their eyes are still recovering from the torrent of badfic they have been subjected to. If you were in any one of the worst fics I have read (damn research), you'd be dead. Both because you're not them, and because you'd have committed suicide by now.)
"I am a miniature version of myself."
"Me too."
"I'm little."
"I'm your dad."
"Oh, hell."
"He is too."
"I'm your brother."
"I'm your father."
"I have an evil twin brother."
"Me?"
"Yep."
"Not surprising really."
"The terrible twins are twins."
"Not good."
"Now they have a real reason to team up on everyone else instead of each other. Wonderful."
"I'm your husband."
"Gross."
"I'm yours."
"Absolutely disgusting."
"I just escaped from a mental institution."
"Naturally."
"Natural that he was committed or that he escaped?"
"Both."
"Uh huh."
"I just got bit by my horse."
"I let you have a horse?"
"Yup."
"Stupid."
"Peso bit me."
"No surprise there."
"Nah, not really."
"And I suppose you instantly forgave him?"
"A'course."
"Of course."
"Oh, gosh."
"What is it this time?"
" 'I am your father'?"
"Uh huh." whimper
"I am afraid that our ages are far to close in proximity for any one of you to be my paternal parent."
"He means you're not old enough to be his dad."
"Right."
"Plus, you and Maude would've killed each other by then."
"Damn straight."
"Oh dear. Maude is Sarah, who ran out on you for an unknown reason, renamed Adam Ezra, and has been on the run since. He's now seven."
"No!"
"Damn it all."
"JD, how are you coming with that hacking?"
"Pretty good. I should be in by eight."
"What's takin' so long, kid?"
"They hired another hacker to encode their system."
"Ah."
"I can get in, but it'll take time."
"Fine. Keep working."
"Gahg!
"What, Buck?"
"I have a son who's in his twenties, out to kill me, and do his level best to ruin the world in the meantime."
"And?"
"He's either you, or Mary's his mom or both."
"Oh, God."
"Get the beer."
"And the shotguns."
"And lots of whiskey."
As always, review. The fics mentioned in here are real. I really did read one where Ezra was Maude and Chris' son. Please, don't get me started. Just click the little greyie-bluie-purplie buttony thingydown there, and we'll all be happy.