Alright all-

VERY SHORT, extremely random addition to "Today," Sorry it's not longer or more chronological, but I hope you like it!

Kudos to Alex, for recommending that Fifi the Parrot be revealed as Sam's true father. I gave it serious consideration, but decided that cross-species technicalities were too vast.

This first bit concerning Georgie and Dillon relates to SPOILER rumors I heard about Brook Lynns paternity. I have no idea if they'll turn out or not, so just read it with a grain of salt, so to say.

Today, On General Hospital

Georgie looked at Dillon, appalled. "Are you...hitting on your own niece?"

"She's not technically my niece." He squirmed.

"Since what, yesterday?" She said incredulously. "Either way, it's icky."

"Look, it's not my fault." He said desperately.

"I know. Dillon, I know. But it still makes me ill. I'm sorry. I have to leave and join the WSB. Something's wrong in this town, and I have to find out what it is."

"You're imagining it. Please, don't go."

Just then, Lucas came around the corner. "Say, Georgie, Dillon. Have you ever noticed how hot my sister Carly is? Do you think, since we're not technically related, she might go for me?"

"Go Georgie. Fly." Dillon flung an arm over his eyes. "And may god be with you." He sobbed.

"I'll return once I find out what the cause of this strange interfamily pairings!" She flung her cape over her shoulder. "Up, up and away!"

O O O

Meanwhile, outside Kelly's, Carly and Elizabeth had found a cause they could both get behind.

"Vote yes on 47!" Carly yelled, passing out flyers.

"Ban stairs! Vote yes on 47!" Liz passed pens out to the many women in line, waiting to register.

"Port Charles has the highest incidences of stair related injuries and fatalities in the world. Statistically, 70 of female residents has, or will, fall down a flight of stairs while they reside here. If you are pregnant, this increases to 150! No more! BAN STAIRS! Vote yes!" Carly and Elizabeth took turns imparting their wisdom.

Sam stepped forward. "I'm all for it, but, what will there be instead?"

"Ramps." They replied.

Courtney walked up. "Is it just me, or is the rate of pregnancy and miscarriage also the highest in the world in PC?"

Liz nodded. "It's the power lines."

O O O

"But Jax, why would you think I was avoiding sleeping with you?" She blinked at him.

"Hmm. The instant you win the bet, you decide to get a foster child. Who will need constant supervision, to live with you in your house, which has one bedroom, partitioned off by an empty, clearly see-through bookshelf." He pointed out.

"Uh huh?" She blinked.

"So..." He tried to clarify. "We'll never be alone."

"Rightttt...." He brows drew together with confusion.

"And we wont be able to sleep together..."

She blinked. "Bit why would you think that means I don't want to sleep with you?"

"Uh..."

"Maybe I'm being kind and just and saving all the innocent, fuzzy orphan children. Did you ever think of that?"

Jax sighed, looking over her shoulder, he checked his teeth in the mirror. "Here's an idea Courtney. What with you having millions of dollars now, maybe you could get, I don't know, a two-bedroom apartment or something."

"But I love my open spaces and beige!"

"Yes, but if you had a house with separate bedrooms, then we could sleep together." He pointed out.

"But Jax, how will we sleep together if you're in a different bedroom." She stared at him... then blinked.

TBC

So, by the way, ARE Carly and Lucas biologically related? I seem to think that Lucas isn't Bobbies biological son, but Tony's. Any corrections, explantions, thoughts, etc?