Patton Drilovsky looked up at the ceiling in the bedroom. He had stars all over the ceiling that even showed the constellations. Instead it was a plain white color and the walls wasn't his soothing army green color. Instead it was a pale shade of moss green sponge painting done on the wall. A creak was next to him on a king size bed. He didn't have a king size bed...

SMACK! The person in the bed hit him hard on the face. He could feel his face turn red.

"Who are you?" demanded the familiar voice of Fanny Fulbright. Wait Fanny? He was in a totally unfamiliar room, in a king size bed, and Fanny was in bed with him. He looked up at her. She had less frizzy hair, and her eyes wasn't filled with hate. They were filled with fear, and a pretty shade of blue.

"Fanny?" he asked and noticed he was older as well. Wait no. He got up and went to dresser under the window. "Patton!"

"This," he gave her a picture of them. He found it on the dresser, and she just stared. They looked happy, and about 20 years old. The other picture had them together with three kids. One boy and two girls that looked like a mixture of them.

"We're married, Fanny." Patton stated and she fell back on the bed like she was just slapped.

"But I don't want to be married to you!" Geez what a downer.

"Patton get your hands off of me," she said getting less mad. Forgetting this was Fanny Fulbright, the girl that hated boys with a passion. He just leaned in and kissed her. Oh thank goodness they were older. He pushed her back on the bed. Oh he hated puberty, that's what's making him, want this. Kissing on a bed. Staring at her chest...

"Mommy!"cried out a girl that stood in the doorway holding a rainbow monkey by the ear. She started to giggle when she saw them, Patton, kissing Fanny.

"I'll leave you two alone," she giggled again and she left. Fanny and Patton exchanged a look. Fanny put a hand on her lips, that was way better then when nineteen century kissed her.

"Mom are you going to drive me to school? Since you work at my school?" asked a boy about 9 in the door. Fanny worked at the school. I pity that class she teaches, thought Patton.

"I'm the school nurse," she declared going through a agenda from last year.

"At least I'll know what I'm doing. Head medic of sector W before my promotion. Numbuh 86, 87, 88, and 89 all in my sector. 87, 88 and 89 was decommissioned when I got my promotion to head of decommissioning.

"What do I do for a job?"

"Don't look at me, I don't know. I'm going to take a shower, don't expect hot water if you want one." She marched into the bathroom. He went through the right side of the set of drawers under the window. He peaked in and there was bra's and underpants, a french maid outfit? Oh he could just imange what he went through when she was in that outift. Quickly he put it down.

He felt his hair and realized he didn't need a shower. On the left set of drawers he picked out a pair of boxers. Then grabbed a long army green shirt and cargo pants. Army boots was next to the dresser. Numbuh 86 changed into a green skirt and white shirt and dark green shrug.

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Virignia stared hard at Bartie. Both were caught red handed with what ever they were doing.

"Um, we should-"

"Get dressed?" Virignia suggested but neither made a move. Making up there minds Bartie got up. It was like being in his swim suit, kind of. He felt dirty caught in this position with her. He walked into the bathroom and looked at her.

"You can get up now," he closed the door and Virginia was alone. He heard a cry of something, but cleared his mind. He walked out and saw Virginia on the bed with a baby.

"Bartie we have baby. His name is Zack," she smiled weakly and Bartie felt himself go limp.

"We have a- a- a- a- a- a- a"

"A baby, Bartie. We have a baby. There's a nursery right next to the bedroom. I figured out his name by a monogramed diaper bag." She made his way out of the bedroom and went into this so called nursery. It was blue with a sailboat theme, and even the crib was shaped like a sailboat. Oh boy he said to himself.

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Nigel looked at Rachel. This was happening again, this time he was married to numbuh 362 instead of Lizzie. Who was it going to be next? Numbuh 10? Who in fact was his cousin. That would be even more wrong than this. Quietly not to wake Rachel up he pinched his self.

"Ow," and he had a bruise. Then he looked over at the sleep Rachel. She looked peaceful and what was he saying? She was supreme leader, and it was wrong. He did admire her and all. She was a great leader, smart and organized.

"Okay this is a dream. Some how, I'll wake up. What do I do until I wake up?" Rachel the older version wrapped her arm around his waist. A light blush filled his face from his neck to her ears.

"Nigel," she asked sitting up. He looked her straight into the eyes. She was a kid in an adults body too.

"Oh my gosh, we go to bed and wake up as an adult. How weird is that?" She laughed a bit uncomfortably. Her hand brushed again her stomach and she noticed it was bigger. Then she looked at the girl in the doorway. They had kids.