AN: thankies for the reviews, as always. And to answer your question…sort of. I figured it would be pretty boring if Crawfie just sprouted little Crawfies, or just stopped sprouting altogether. So, we have other chibis. Sorry if Margot-chan was a little confusing ;; Oh, and Omi's a bit out of character. My rpg in yahoo inspired me for him. And that's a humor rpg.

Chapter 4

When Fridges Learn to Fly: Not is Not Tot

Nagi looked up at the computer screen. Time for a report. He didn't really feel like typing it out with his fingers… (AN: lucky!) so, he just telekinetically moved the keys to his liking.

He was writing a paper on the life of Shakespeare. Easy topic enough. 'Let's see…Shakespeare was born and raised in—' his thoughts were very rudely interrupted with a loud "Oi! Chibi! Get me something out of the fridge!"

'—Stratford-upon-Avon and was educated in—'

"Hey, chibi…" the German's sing-song voice rang through the apartment again. "Margot wants something, too!"

'—Latin, grammar, and—"

"Hey, am I talking to a brick wall or what!"

That did it! If Schuldig wanted something out of the fridge so bad…why didn't he just have the whole thing!

"Uncle Nagi, don't do it!" Erin screamed, running in. "We're still paying for the fridge and Margot-chan's still so young!"

"Uncle Schu, dad says to get up off your lazy rump and get something out of the fridge yourself," Aaron called from the hall.

"Master Mind! Get up off your lazy rump and get something out of the fridge yourself!" Crawford's voice added.

"See?"

"Know-it-all…" Margot's little voice carried rather well through the crowded apartment.

"Sorry to bug you, uncle Nagi," Erin said with a sweat-drop, walking out of the room

Schuldig shrugged and headed to the kitchen with Margot. But…the contents of the fridge were scattered on the floor. And the fridge looked like it had been slashed repeatedly with the best knives available.

"Oi, Farf," he said, opening the fridge to find the Irishman fast asleep in the empty refrigerator.

The madman shielded his eyes from the light. "Wha?"

"What are you…doing in the fridge?" Margot inquired.

The silver-haired man shook his head and walked outside. "I had the best dream! I had a dream that I went to a church confessional and completely destroyed it! But…the priest inside felt like cold, raw chicken."

The smaller female version of Master Mind picked up a big blob of meat that was wrapped in shredded aluminum foil "There goes dinner…"

'Oh, Bradiekins…' Schuldig sent telepathically.

'Order it yourself, I'm busy!'

"Margot-chan, you get to learn how to order pizza!" he told the little orange-haired girl.

"But I thought you and uncle Balmese were going out for pizza tonight," Erin said smugly.

"And who told you that?"

Erin smiled widely as the doorbell rang.

"Erin-chan!" Crawford's voice called from his office.

"Coming, dad!" she said, skipping off to her father' study.

"Estet has contacted me and said that—"

"My codename! What is it? Fire Dragon? Invisible Butterfly? Something with originality?"

"Prophet."

"Oh," Erin said, bowing her head. "At least I have one…" she said, tilting her head.

"Now you're starting to think like me," Crawford said with a satisfied nod.

"Hello?" Nagi asked flatly, opening the door, revealing none other than Balmese. "We don't want any, thanks," he said, starting to close the door telekinetically, but Youji caught the door and held on. "I have an appointment."

"Uncle Youtan!" Margot screamed, running in, giving him a hug as Nagi let the door swing loose again.

"Hey, kiddo!" Youji said with a laugh, giving Margot a hug back. "Where's your dad?"

"Hiding from you…hey, can I come to the flower shop and practice what you taught me with Uncle Ayan?" she asked, letting go, and looking innocent as she could.

"I wanna come, too," Erin volunteered. "I haven't seen Miya-chan in a while. She still wants that chess rematch."

"Okay, I'll drop everyone off on the way as soon as one of you lovely young ladies grabs my date for me," he said, keeping his charming grin spread all over his face.

"Papa!" Margot called, running off, dragging Schuldig along with her. "Come on, dad, Uncle Youtan doesn't bite! You might enjoy yourself for once!"

Nagi telekinetically closed the door again as they made their way off. It was good not to have so many women in one spot for once. He turned around and caught his mp3 player as it flew into his hands, but turned around again when the door opened. "Nagi!" a familiar voice chimed in. "Tot had a baby!" the hyper assassin he had grown so accustomed to exclaimed joyfully, holding up a small version of herself.

Knowing his situation, logic would have said that Tot was simply cloning off like Crawford, but teenage hormones assumed the worst, and he fell to the floor unconscious.

"Nagi, Nagi wake up and see Tot's baby!" Tot's voice boomed through his ears. "Please?" Nagi opened his eyes and looked around. He sat up and reorganized his thoughts.

"Are you sure you HAD the baby?" he asked just to make sure.

"Yes!" Tot said, sitting down on the floor next to him, cuddling her clone. "Tot took a nap this afternoon and Tot's baby was there when Tot woke up. Tot calls her Not, because she is not Tot!" she answered with a bright smile.

"Oh. Okay. She's very pretty. Just like you," he said with a small smile. Nagi didn't remember Tot being pregnant…maybe she was part of the mission with Crawford, too? "Where did Not come out?" he finally asked.

"Oh! Tot has a skinned knee, and Tot's knee grew Not!" She explained it as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"I thought so," he said, standing up.

"Here, Nagi can hold Not," she said, handing her sproutling to him.

Not giggled as Nagi took her in his arms. She even had Tot's outfit on, along with the large ringlet-pig tails. "Daddy!" she squealed, throwing her small arms around his neck.

"Nagi, Nagi!" Farfarellow shouted, running in. "The bull's out of the pin!" He stopped and shook his head. "I mean, Crawford had another baby!"

"Hey, Aunt Tot," Aaron said, walking by.

"Don't be silly!" Tot said with a laugh. "Aaron is much bigger than Tot! Tot is not Aaron's aunt!"

Aaron nodded and gave Tot a smile before walking off again.

Nagi walked to Crawford's office, Not still in his arms, and Tot following. He stopped dead in his tracks and twitched when Tot squealed over the new arrival. "Tot wants to name this one Tagi!" she announced.

Nagi thought on that a minute. Nagi and Tot. Tagi and Not. 'Makes sense,' he thought with a shrug.

"And we have our third and final operative present in the lab, I suppose," Crawford said, observing Not. "Tot, do you happen to have any other injuries?"

"Yes," Tot said, playing with a squirming Tagi. "Tot has a skinned knee and a skinned elbow." She stopped and a bright smile flashed across her face. "Will Tot have more babies like Crawford!"

"I guess we'll see," Crawford said with a smile, directing a more malicious smile to Nagi as if to demand that everyone leave.

"Come on, let's go for a walk, I think Tagi and Not are hungry," Nagi suggested.

"Tot is so happy," Tot said, cuddling with Tagi. "Tagi looks so much like Nagi, Tot has two Nagis!"

"And Not looks so much like Tot, Nagi has two Tots," Nagi said, knowing what he said was rather ambiguous when he thought about it, but he was pretty sure Tot got the idea.

"Cheesy," Tagi chided at Nagi.

"Pizza sounds good," Nagi said, twisting what the chibi had said.

"But Tagi and Not are so small," Tot said, tilting her head. "Can Tagi and Not eat pizza?"

"I guess we'll see," he said with a shrug as they passed the Koneko no Sumi Ie.

They stopped when half the mob of fangirls hanging around turned their attention to Nagi and Tot. Nagi's eyes widened when they all started asking them questions about being so young but having a family and when did they meet, and who they were.

Somehow, the fangirls had grabbed Omi and pushed him forward. They kept going on about how he had a baby and they kept babbling, and finally, Omi shouted, "Excuse me!"

The fangirls stopped and listened. "Breathing room please?"

The fangirls went away and Nagi could see that Bombay had a small, female version of himself clinging to his leg. "Hi," he said sarcastically. "What, might I ask, have I done to deserve the pleasure?"

"Pizza," Nagi growled. He always knew that genki thing was only an act.

Tot gasped and squatted down to see the smaller Omi. "What is Bombay's baby's name?"

"Kyomi," Omi said proudly.

"Dir en Grey?" Nagi asked.

"Yeah, what's your clone's name, Miyagi?"

"No, but close."

"Look, Nagi, Tagi likes Kyomi!"

Nagi looked down and saw that Tagi was pulling away from Kyomi, who was making faces at him.

"'Tagi?'" Omi asked, screwing up his face in askance.

"Yes, I happen to like that name…" Nagi muttered. He made it to where every heavy plant in the flower shop began to rumble. "Don't you?"

"Come on, Kyomi, Uncle Aya will get mad if we stay out here too long," Omi said, scooping up Kyomi and walking back in, keeping a smile on his face the whole time for the fangirls.

AN: Okay, my shoulder hurts and I'm tired. Have fun and read and review as always.