AN: brace yourself. It gets weirder from here :) If that's possible

Chapter 3

Hagen Das and Golf Clubs

Schuldig was already a little annoyed while walking down familiar streets. Crawford had yet another growth on his arm. Did that mean that this one be another girl? And would she look like Crawford, too? Besides that, the stupid video store didn't that episode of "Family Guy" that he had been waiting to come in! What did it take to get imported cartoons around this town!

Eh, it didn't matter. Braddie was having bad mood swings with it, whatever it was. So, since Nagi was at school and Schu just wanted to get away from Crawford in general, he had let Farfarellow play with Erin and Aaron while he was gone.

And what was with all the stupid gay jokes for crying out loud!

He stopped in his tracks when a very suggestive voice said, "Hey…"

The telepath slowly turned his head to meet the face that went with the voice. "What do you want, Balmese?" he asked in about as much of a no-nonsense voice as he could. He didn't notice that he was walking past the Koneko…or that it was closed. That was why there was no mob of fangirls crowding the doorway.

"Oh," Youji said in mock surprise. "Isn't it obvious?"

"Why must you stalk me…?"

"Looks like you're the one doing the stalking."

"Look, I don't have time for this, I have to get to the other side of town before that video store closes! Besides, you're the gay one, not me."

"Hm…didn't seem that way last week."

Schuldig twitched. "I was drunk and high at the same time. I don't REMEMBER last week!"

"I don't know…you must have remembered it, you're reacting to it…"

Meanwhile…

"Dad," Aaron said crossing his arms and sitting in front of Crawford's desk. "We need to talk."

"About what, son?" Crawford asked, going back to whatever he was doing.

"I can't fit Uncle Nagi's clothes anymore," he said through his teeth, pushing his prescription glasses up.

The American precog looked up at the younger version of himself. He was apparently at the physical stage of a teenager…and Nagi's clothes looked more like a short-sleeve shirt and soccer shorts than a winter school uniform.

Bradley cradled his head in his hands. "Go put on some of my clothes for the time being. That's just disturbing…" Aaron looked too much like him…and the sight of himself in Nagi's clothes…

Aaron nodded and went into his father's bedroom.

"Let's see…" he said to himself. He opened Crawford's closet. "Armani, Armani, Armani…more Armani…argh. Get some originality, Dad…" he grumbled.

"Aaron-kun, whatcha up to?" his sister's voice asked from the doorway.

Aaron turned around and walked out of the closet.

Erin jumped back in surprise. "Ew…I hope I'm not that scrawny when I get to be you're your age…Out-grown Uncle Nagi's clothes, huh?" she asked.

"Yeah, you're lucky Uncle Schuldig will put up with you enough to take you shopping." Enough picking on the little sister. Time for some tact. "Anyway, I need help. I haven't developed a taste for Armani yet. Look through the rest of the room."

Erin shrugged and went to one of Crawford's chest of drawers.

Aaron, headed for the back of the closet. Maybe, just maybe there was something that wasn't Armani.

Aaron stopped his search when he heard his sister start to laugh hysterically.

"What is it?" he asked, coming out of the closet.

"Wear this, wear this!" the girl squealed, throwing something over her brother's head.

She stopped and looked at the spectacle and began to roll on the ground in laughter.

Aaron tugged on the shirt he was now wearing. It was covered in exotic flowers and toucans. A Hawaiian shirt? What the…? The gaudy shirt added to the clothes he was already wearing, he looked like some sort of naïve tourist.

"Keep looking, squirt!" he snapped, throwing the clothing on Erin who was still wrapped up in fits of laughter.

Crawford looked up when Aaron and Erin walked in. Aaron was wearing what looked like a shirt that had gone through too many paint jobs and a pair of blue jeans to match.

"What? No Armani? Are you sure you're my clone?"

"Dad…I have the mind of a teenager, Armani gives me nightmares."

"Well put. Oh, Estet has decided to make you an add-on of some sort."

"I knew it, I knew it!" Erin chirped, bouncing up and down. "I had a vision and everything!"

"Unfortunately, Erin-chan, you're not old enough to be officially part of the team."

The girl bowed her head, her glasses edging towards the end of her nose. She didn't want them to fog up.

Crawford sighed. Why was she so good at the puppy eyes? "But, I'll force your Uncle Schuldig to take you to get your ears pierced."

"Yay!"

"What's my codename!" Aaron demanded, getting excited as well.

"Your codename is—"

"Hagen Das!" a voice came from the hallway, cutting him off.

"That's a stupid codename…"

A certain orange-haired German stormed into the room and slammed his fists on Bradley's desk. "I WANT HAGEN DAS!"

"Then get it yourself…"

Everyone turned their attentions to Crawford's arm as it started to twitch and wriggle yet again.

thirty seconds later

"What the…?" Crawford and Aaron questioned at the same time.

"Aww…she's so cute!" Erin chimed in.

Schuldig stared at the newly sprouted sproutling. "GOLF CLUBS!" he screamed, taking cover under Crawford's desk.

Sitting on top of said American's desk was a smaller, female version of said German under said American's desk.

And in her tiny grasp was half a gallon of Hagen Das and two golf clubs.

After examining these items, the chibi-Schu gave the golf clubs a scared look and threw them out the window with a shriek.

Farfarellow, who had come from the kitchen when he heard the scream, shriek, and the shattering glass, took the child in his arms. "I'll call her—"

Before Farfie could finish his sentence, though, Schuldig darted up from Crawford's desk and grabbed his own personal clone in his arms. "Margot! Her name is Margot! Isn't it, my little babe magnet—er, I mean my little darling…?"

"Ma-goh!"

"No fair!" Farf declared with a pout.

"Margot and I are going for a walk," Schuldig announced, starting for the door and stopped when he saw Aaron. "You should come with, kid, you look like you were in a fight with a Home Depot employee and lost miserably."

"No thanks, Uncle Schuldig."

"Eh, okay," the telepath said with a shrug, heading out again.

"No!" Crawford suddenly cried. "She's my baby, too!"

Aaron and Erin started laughing and Schuldig gave Crawford a weird look.

"I mean…uh…"

"Say 'bye, bye, Mommy," Schuldig said happily, giving Braddie a small wave.

Margot imitated. "Bye, bye, Mommy!" she said with a giggle as Schuldig left.

A very irritated Crawford sat back down in his office chair.

A very bummed Farfie left his office.

And two very excited and amused Aaron and Erin waiting silently for their father to say something.

Crawford's mood, however, brightened when he saw what was in store for Schuldig as he wandered the streets.

"Your codename is Prophecy."

"Cool."

"Uncle Schuldig's going to have a bad day, isn't he?" Erin asked with a giggle.

"Yup," Aaron started. "And the best thing is he doesn't see it coming"

"I'm in such a good mood, let's put the Irishman back in his straight jacket and go to the mall for some non-Armani clothes and some holes in Erin-chan's head."

"I love you, Daddy!" Erin said, giving her dad a hug.

at the Koneko…

Schuldig was confused. What with all the women coming up and gushing over at Margot's "foreign name" and how cute their father-daughter outfits looked, he should have had at least fifty numbers by now, but every one of them shied away once he gave them his name.

"Well, it can't be you, can it, Margot?" he asked, taking another bite from the Hagen Das that Margot had come with.

Margot shook her head with a spoon sticking out of her mouth. She cocked her head to the right and took the spoon out of her mouth. "Daddy, who he?" she asked, pointing to a certain blond-haired assassin.

"Call me Uncle Balmese, kid," Youji said, patting her on the head.

"You know, you should go for the flat-haired look, too, Master Mind," a certain redheaded assassin commented as he walked into the flower shop. "That orange mop must be distracting…"

"This is Margot," Schuldig explained after Aya had walked in. Then, sudden genius struck. This could be away to prove he wasn't gay…or it could blow up in his face… "She's my girlfriend's daughter. We're getting married in a month."

"Really now…?"

"But I don't think you can marry Mommy. He's too funny-lookin'!"

"Yeah, he is funny-lookin', isn't he Margot?" Youji asked with a grin. He turned around and led in a miniature version of himself, also of the opposite gender. "This is Mikiyo. Her mommy's too funny-lookin' for me to marry, too."

"I TOLD you…" Aya said, peeking his head out. "Don't call me that!" he snapped, going back in.

Schuldig set Margot down and began a heated argument with Youji.

The Schwartz chibi shrugged and waved to the Weiss chibi before running into the flower shop.

Where was he…? She ran around until she found the tall red-haired guy.

Mikiyo ran up behind her. "That's my Mommy!" Youji's clone announced.

"But…You're not funny-lookin'…" Schuldig's clone pondered.

Aya turned around. "What in the…?"

"You're cute!" she squealed, attaching herself to his leg.

Ken and Omi turned around with awestruck looks on their faces.

But this is one story that this authoress will save for the sequel…

"I'm taking my child and leaving…" Schuldig growled, walking into the flower shop and taking Margot.

"Master Mind…do you mind!" a familiar voice growled from the ground.

Schuldig actually paid attention to his surroundings for once and noticed that Margot had a firm hold on Aya's leg. Of course, this had caused Abyssinian to topple to the ground.

"I'll help you, Aya!" Ken declared, taking a hold of his great and fearless leader's waist. "I'll pull you away from mini-Mind!"

"Let go of me…"

"Ken, let go of Aya," Omi said, walking out. "The fangirls will get the wrong idea."

Ken blinked at the thought of the mob taking it upon themselves to make sure that his and Aya's "relationship" didn't go down the tubes. Scary.

He let go.

"No fraternizing with the enemy, Margot," Schuldig said, waving a finger at his "daughter".

Margot shot up a guilty smile and let go of Aya's leg.

Schuldig started off again when Youji called after him. "So, are we still on for Saturday!"

"No!" the telepath screamed back.

"Okay, I'll pick you up at seven!"

"I won't be there!"

AN: hooray, another week another chapter. Yay. So, what do you think of Margot-chan? Oh, and if you're wondering, I typed up the last half of the chapter while listening to funky Underworld music featuring David Bowie. Scary old man…I didn't listen to him very much…