"I still never raised a boy before."I still never raised a boy before." "Then we'll have something new to do. Dave, please leave mail with Rael telling him to call us a soon as possible, but preferably before 1 Lome', as I'll be busy then." "Of course. Nyss, may I give you something?" "Uhm, sure, what?" "This." There was a shimmer on the coffee table, and a blue ball about 15cm across appeared. P'nyssa crossed the room and picked it up. "What is it? It's heavy." "Please be careful with it. Inside is an accompanying pink rabbit with an internal gas container to fill it. Drop it at the party to announce your good fortune." P'nyssa smiled the widest smile I'd seen since the beginning of this whole venture and said, "Dave, the day you go meat I'm going to ravish you." "You are always making promises, P'nyssa. Just make sure you can keep them." "Oh I am, Dave, I am." "Then I guess I have something to look forward to," he said. "Kenneth, Guiness says Rael can take his message immediately." "Then give me a visual." A two-dimensional image of Rael and Dagmar hovered in the air, solid-looking. "Hiya, Rael." "Hello, Ken. How are things? No complications, I assume, or this would have been more urgent." "No... No complications, as such." "I hear a 'but' in the background." P'nyssa answered. "Uhm... Yeah. You're more fertile than you let on, you old bastard. I'm going to have twins!" "What? You're kidding?" "I am not! One boy and one girl. Seems I had two ready to fire, one four days after the other." "That's... not possible. I'd've thought conditions in the womb made latter-day implantations difficult." "Difficult, but not impossible. Apparently you have some tenacious sperm." "Well, then, that's wonderful! Congratulations to you both. I assume you're going to have a party?" "Tonight," I said. "You can come if you want. |