Full Title: In the Far Distant Future, There is Only Pink
Author: Bloody Mary
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On the scale of completely unexpected occurrences little pink-haired girls falling on the conference table ranked pretty high, which was the only explanation for what followed. The child pulled a gun at Serenity and demanded she hand over the Silver Crystal, and nobody had moved. Then another little girl fell on the table, distracting the first one.
"You look like me!" she cried, waving the gun in the air.
Konrad Curze's eyes trailed the weapon, as his brain was trying to tell him something about it. He had a nagging feeling there was something off about it, but he just couldn't place it. Obviously, the amount of pink was obstructing his thought process.
"No, you look like me!" the second little girl replied.
Indeed, they were very similar. Konrad thought they both looked a lot like Serenity, which was odd. He wasn't sure what worried him about the whole situation, because A. the pinkness and B. the gun issue still prevailed.
"Well, you haven't got Luna-P!" the first little girl declared as if it was some kind of a win-all-disputes argument.
"It's just a ball, dummy!"
Something finally clicked in Konrad's brain and he pointed a somewhat shaky finger at the first little girl. "It's not a real gun."
Both little girls instantly stopped arguing and, along with the other participants of the conference, stared at the Primarch of the Night Lords. Then the gazes turned to the little girls, who were starting to look quite embarrassed.
"I-I had to check if I was in the right time!" the one with the gun replied, in a tearful voice.
The Emperor started looking at Magnus thoughtfully and since the red-haired primarch started fidgeting, he clearly was communicating mentally with him. The first little girl sniffled. Horus seemed to have gathered some of his wits and pieced together a question.
"Where are your parents?" he demanded.
Unfortunately, that made the first little girl start crying. Predictably, Serenity rose, ready to comfort the child, but the little girl was too far for her reach. It was, to the surprise of all gathered, Mortarion who picked the child up and glared at Horus.
A moment later, the girl looked up at him and said: "You're still not very cuddly, Uncle."
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