...both create and solve paradoxes of all kinds."
"That... actually makes sense," said a relieved Duane.
"Wellll," said Lisa, "it does and it doesn't. You see--"
"AAAAAARGH!" Duane clutched his head and ran off.
When Daphne's fingernails returned to normal, she called Lisa to thank her and then took Susan home with her to celebrate the restored use of her hands by... using them.
Just as Daph was about to take Susan's bra off, the doorbell rang.
"GODDAMNIT!" she said, then sighed. "Welp, guess I better go answer it. Could be a package for the 'rents or something."
As Susan put her top back on, Daphne, who was still fully dressed, answered the door.
Daphne blinked twice and nodded at Wolf-Rayet
, who had aged physically to age twelve. Cognitively, of course, she was far, far off the IQ scale, as before.
"Hello, Wolf-Rayet. I didn't expect to ever see you again." Daphne's voice was neutral.
Wolf-Rayet blushed and rubbed the back of her head. "Yes, well. I wish to apologize for my arrogant, undaughterly-like behaviour of last fall. Since that time, I have mastered several schools of meditation practice, in order to enhance my thinking even more. This has had the unexpected byproduct of giving me compassion for all beings." She hugged Daphne. "Thank you for giving me life, even if, due to my artificially-induced rapid aging, it will be a short one. I love you, mommy."
Daphne stood still like a rod for a few seconds. Then, just as abruptly, she returned Wolf-Rayet's embrace. "BAWWW! I love you too, sweetie."
Susan rushed to the door. "Daph? What's--oh my God." Soon, all three of them were hugging each other and weeping with joy. Yeah, we lay it on thick here, in ol' CtSland.
Fifteen minutes later, the three of them were sitting at the kitchen table, drinking tea. "So, Wolf-Rayet," said Susan. "What've you been up to, besides enlightenment? The last time we saw you, you'd mentioned something about wanting to go into astrophysics?"
Wolf beamed. "That's right, Stepmommy."
"'Susan' is fine, love."
"Susan. I'm sorry. Well, I'm happy to announce that since acquiring my Ph.D. and becoming Director of Really Complicated Quantum Cosmology at NASA, I've discovered a new form of energy that could potentially save the universe from attaining heat death, 10^100 years from now."
(At home, Penny's eye suddenly twitched, and she had no idea why. She shrugged and went back to playing with Inky and Copenhagen.)
"Awesome," said Daphne. "Would that have any drawbacks?"
"Just one I've been able to identify through computer modelling," said her daughter, "and that's an increase in what I call energy wendigoes
which, if unchecked, could...