"Luckily our kind of powers don't rely on that. Unfortunately, each of us was being carried by the parent with the opposite power. Which just made things a little more surreal for Papa, what with various washers and coins sticking to his stomach, but if he hadn't intervened I would literally have killed Dad by projecting tiny baby love at his brain too hard."

"That's... sort of... cute?"

"It's horrifying and may or may not cast noticeable doubts on my stance on abortion."

"I was four months old when it started, if it's relevant. I'm vaguely curious what your stance on abortion was and in what direction I may or may not have influenced it."

"My stance before was 'fetuses are definitely not people'. I may have to revise that to 'first trimester fetuses are probably not people and even if they were they wouldn't be entitled to camp out in people who didn't want them'."

"So, yeah, I was a very high-risk pregnancy, but it all worked out in the end, which granted it probably wouldn't have if anyone involved had been phobic of having their minds read, but to be fair if you're phobic of having your mind read you're probably not going to be in a position to get impregnated by a telepath."

"I in my lesbianitude will avoid being impregnated by any telepaths."

"...I mean, probably don't sleep with anyone from my world, the hermaphroditism mutation goes both ways."

"Oooookay. And especially no telepaths."

"Not to get creepy on you but they wouldn't necessarily have to mention it."

"I'm not even planning to go to your world, what with not knowing my door-getting propensity, and I don't think I'm the one-night stand type, and I am literally sixteen and would not go on being pregnant if I found that I had got that way, but yes, thank you for reminding me that telepathy would be really easy to hide, on multiple levels."

"Sorry."

"Nope! Are you more supertwins?"

"...We are extremely not twins. I'm Annabelle Ryerson, and this is my girlfriend, Ava Carmichael."

"Oh, gotcha," says the Alli who spoke. "I, I mean we, I mean, uh." They converge. "I am her twin," she points at Bella, "and they are twins, and we all have superpowers."

"And you're all out of costume? Are you an indie team, and if so, can you convince my parents to let me join you guys instead, I don't actually want to join the Young Defenders."

"Not only are we not a team we are not all from the same universe. This is Milliways, it hijacks random doors in random worlds."

"I see." She gives them a considering look. "Well...we haven't started actually doing heroics yet, but I'm going to be Lumiere, and this is...Gale Force." The other girl gives her a surprised look.

"Our org doesn't do costumes exactly, it does uniforms, and we're not like in it in it, anyway, but if we're doing code names I'm Verge and she's Flicker."

"Wow. Either you're really from a different universe or you do a really good straight face."

"Well, we're from a different universe than them. I suppose you could be from our world and planning to join some sort of org overseas that we've never heard of - especially likely if this place does translation, which considering I bet it must - and you both have twin siblings who aren't here. But I doubt it."

"That's not it," says Ava. "Gale Force is the name of a notorious supervillain from the 'tens who happens to have had the same powers as me. If I was planning to call myself that and you were from our world you would immediately have known that I was either planning to go evil or kind of an idiot."

"Oh. Yeah, never heard of them, sorry."