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Kes Darkholme = Rhona
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"This is Doctor Frasier Crane coming to you live from
the city of New York. If you have any problems, please do
not hesitate to share them with me." Frasier said in
his usual depressive tone of voice. He hated this job so much
and now he had to do a show out here. This was the last straw.
He was going to have to do something about this to preserve
what was left of his sanity. A red light appeared and the
good doctor mumbled something under his breath before answering
his first call of the day.
"Hello, and what seems to be your problem?"
A couple of miles away a man sat in the bathroom, alone.
Locked in there to escape his family. He didn't want them
here, they just came. It was quite maddening and this was
the only way he had to escape them.
"Hello Doctor Crane, My name is Sini. . . my name is
Doctor Nathaniel Essex."
>Hello Nathaniel.<
"Yes, my problem is, well, my family has moved in with
me and I don't want them here."
>Unfortunately Doctor Essex, we all bare the responsibility
of raising our own. No matter how much we may want to avoid
it, we must.<
Nathaniel was a long time listener of Doctor Crane when he
had his base out in Seattle and he felt that this man would
see his point of view but now it appeared that the man he
adored was giving him the advice he didn't want.
"But, they're all grown up."
>Ah, the fear of leaving the nest. I remember it
so well.<
"Doctor Crane, I haven't had any involvement in my daughter's
upbringing. We've only just discovered that we're related."
>Maybe you should give me more details about your
circumstances.<
"Okay, but you won't believe it."
>Will too.<
"Will not"
>Will too.<
"Will not."
>Niles it that you?<
"No, I am not your brother!"
Nathaniel opened the door and took a peak outside before
giving the details of his circumstances.
"My ex-wife made a bizarre comment to me about abandoning
our child a few months ago. Now naturally, I knew nothing
about 'our child'. I went investigating and found out that
my daughter was in fact someone I already knew but didn't
get on with."
>Is your daughter a fellow Doctor?<
"No she's an X-Man."
>My condolences.<
Nathaniel smiled. It was so good to speak with a fellow man
that wasn't a fan of the X-Men. He really liked Frasier.
"Anyway, I found out that she was my daughter and I
told my ex-wife about her."
>Never a good idea.<
"Precisely. She told our daughter, Christian, who we
were and she told us that she was pregnant."
>Oh dear.<
"Our daughter was dismissed from the X-Men because of
her current state and so had to move in with me."
>At least you don't have to live with your father,
his nurse and his dog.<
"Indeed. Then, my ex-wife moved back in and she keeps
coming into my bed. I don't mind her sharing my bed but we're
divorced not teenagers in heat. To top it off, my ex-wife's
sister has also moved in with us."
>Oh, you poor man.<
"She's pregnant."
>Oh, the tragedy.<
Nathaniel smirked a little. He wasn't Raven's biggest fan
but she was just as good looking as her sister. Of course
she is, Nathaniel, they're twins.
"So, my house has been taken over by two pregnant women
and a female with the sex drive of a cat in heat."
Frasier sat, mouth hanging open. He felt sorry for the man,
of course, but if his ex-wife was like this man's ex, he'd
be really happy. Mean while Doctor Essex, formally known as
Sinister was currently being dragged from the bathroom by
the three females. He still had his cordless phone and was
waiting for Frasier's advice.
>Doctor Essex, Nathaniel, it seems you have a daughter
who knows you and loves you and an ex-wife who loves you.
Some of us hardly see our children and do not get on well
with our ex-wives. You are a very lucky man. Deal with it.<
He heard the phone disconnect and looked at Kes. She just
stood at the foot of his bed, grinning like an idiot.
Maybe I am lucky after all!
The End
"Nathaniel, guess who's having a baby." He watched
her as she patted her very flat belly. The last thing he felt
before blacking out was his head hitting the floor.
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