LP MoM 7 - You’re A Wizard, Whiskers

…do I really even need to explain?

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“Whiskers?”

“Yes, Tree Girl?”

“Did you make a clone?”

“No.”

“Uh-huh.” Thalia stared at the mini-Whiskers that was staring back at her with a slack jaw. Well, more-so she was staring at the creature holding him in its beak. “So, you didn’t send a clone out while I was recovering from our arrival that got found by a freaking chicken?”

“Hey, Squawk’s not a chicken! Take that back or I’ll hex you to your grave!” Mini-Whiskers warned as he thrashed and kicked his feet around. As if he wasn’t being held up by a freaking gryphon.

“Hex me with what? Magic?” Thalia snorted. Mini-Whiskers crossed his arms and smirked.

“Darn straight! I’m Naruto Uzumaki and I’m going to be the world’s greatest wizard! Right up there with Dumbledore!”

“…I hate this place. I hate this place so much.” Whiskers groaned into his hand while Thalia stared at the child’s bold claim.

(Later...Back at the Ranch)

“Wait, hold on. Backup.” Thalia held a hand up and then pointed at Mini-Whiskers. “You raise monsters?!”

“They’re not monsters! They’re Cryptids.”

“Same difference!” Thalia cut her hand through the air. “You raise monsters that come after kids like-?!”

“Tree Girl?”

“What!?”

“Pretty sure he raises the magical equivalent of horses.” Whiskers deadpanned as he held out a framed picture of the Namikaze Ranch.

“What about Unicorns or, I dunno, pegasi?”

“Unicorns can’t be bred.” Mini-Whiskers shrugged. He continued cleaning the egg he was adamant about carrying. “And pegasi are…particular about being cooped up.”

“Uh-huh.” Whiskers deadpanned as he handed the picture over for Thalia to investigate while he continued to look around.

“…Who’s the redhead with the deadbeat?” Thalia asked Mini.

“Oh, that’s my mom!”

Whiskers stopped and snapped his head to stare at Mini.

“What.”

“What? You act like you’ve never seen mom before.” Mini snorted. “You look just like me dude, it’s not hard to figure out.”

“My mother died the night I was born.”

“…Well, this is awkward.”

“How the heck did your sperm donor land that?” Thalia asked Whiskers, pointing at the animated woman that was smiling at the camera beside the grinning Minato of this world.

“Hell if I know.”

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Hehe, gods, I love Earworms like this.

No real weekend update other than a similar estimate as what was given in the last mid-week, so I’ll keep this tagged as an Earworm.

Have a good week everyone!