Feb. 28th, 2009

multiplez: (jazz hands)
Z had had a long day of fighting crime--by which she meant 'driving around in a Jeep on patrol, and finding no crime.' Shut up, that Jeep didn't even have an MP3 player, and also her butt was kind of numb. She needed to unwind. She needed a manicure and a pedicure.

Now, for most girls, that would mean either shelling out some cash or contorting themselves and swearing. But Z wasn't most girls, and sometimes superpowers actually came in handy. One Z replicate was painting her toenails, a second her fingernails, and a third had gone to Synthetron up some pie a la mode.

Syd entered the room, stared at the Zs for a moment, and, of course, complained. "That is so unfair."

"You can turn your fingernail clippings into diamonds," Z chorused. "Don't tell us about unfair."

"...and also creepy. Ew." Syd fled just as the last replicate returned with the pie.

Oh, yeah. Life was good.

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