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realityshifted2009-01-30 12:40 pm
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[So Tosh is mostly unchanged when she steps onto the Plane.
Except for one /big/ difference - she happens to be, oh, about nine months pregnant.
Cue freaking out as she notices this.]
Oh my God, what the hell is going on here?
((ooc: Preggers!Naoko is from Spice World - yes, that Spice World - and can be found in a video, complete with musical number and Spice Girls trying to deliver her baby, here.))
Except for one /big/ difference - she happens to be, oh, about nine months pregnant.
Cue freaking out as she notices this.]
Oh my God, what the hell is going on here?
((ooc: Preggers!Naoko is from Spice World - yes, that Spice World - and can be found in a video, complete with musical number and Spice Girls trying to deliver her baby, here.))

...Can I just say that I love you?
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Ianto! [aasdlkfj]
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He clears his throat, and attempts to compose himself slightly. Which basically means professionalism time. He'll be hiding his wtf now, and pretty effectively at that.]
I suppose congratulations are in order.
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...what?
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He exhales, and indicates her very pregnant belly.] Well, you know... the... ah, is it Tommy's? Could be Owen's, I suppose, but...
[Oh, God. Now he's making her sound like a slut. He'll be shutting up now.]
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I don't know who the hell the father is!
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Oh. Well, do you have numbers?
For the people you've... well, you know. [Oh, God. He didn't mean to do that hand gesture. gjdsfj He almost wishes he were a cat again.]
You could call them up, or something. Try and find him with DNA matches.
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Somethin' you weren't telling us, Tosh?
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So, what, this is the Plane or those Twins or whatever screwin' around again? [not-so-subtly staring at your tummy, Tosh]
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[she pauses for a moment and looks vaguely horrified] Oh, god. Cut it out, Owen.
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