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(I am so flattered you think I am cool, because I am just a giant dork I swear)
"In the temple!"
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Alright my lovelies! I think I am going to go watch the gglam bootleg now because I can!
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They decide that Monty would be on the outside, followed by Sibella in the middle, and then Phoebe on the other end.
They really thought this arrangement be perfect.
But the first night that they attempted this did not go quite as planned.
Phoebe happened to be a very restless sleeper, and in the middle of the night, she ended up laying across both Monty and Sibella.
Sibella stretched her arm out in her sleep, and punched Monty’s eye in the process.
When Monty awoke, he found that he must have been pushed off the bed sometime during the night, as he was currently seated on the floor.
The two women were still sleeping happily, and quite successfully spooning.
"But are you absolutely positive that I am the father?"
"Yes, Monty. I am absolutely positive."
"Are you really truly sure though that it is not Lionel’s?”
Sibella just sighed, slightly exasperated.
"Unless there is some new way of creating a baby that I had not known about, it is definitely not Lionel’s.
This quieted Monty for a moment, and Sibella was glad that they could finally move on to the more important aspects of this conversation.
"You don’t think there is some other way, right?