Monroe and the kids …

“Oh look!” Timothy tried to catch a tiny blueish-gray lizard sliding quickly across a tree stump. It disappeared through a mirror that eight-year-old Regina was using to apply the red lipstick she had stolen from her sister. She smacked Timothy’s hand when the mirror fell and shattered. A piece of dry scaly skin broke causing him to bleed. “You need lotion!” Regina hissed.
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Monroe, naked in front of her mirror, removed a glass shard from her foot then tossed it into an empty box. She’d hadn’t been gone long but missed the damp, humid safety of home.
The door shook. She threw on her robe.
“Let me in, Monroe!” Clint pleaded.
She raised the door.
“The cops questioned me; said you were missing.” Angrily, he paced.
“Not my fault! You solicited me, begging me to lay your eggs. How was I supposed to know the owner of this joint would say I’d been abducted?” Monroe paused. “We have one slight problem.” Her nostrils flared.
“What?” Clint asked.
“So…….” She plopped a piece of gum in her mouth. “Lizard breath.” She laughed. “It’s unsafe for me to lay eggs here. I teleport to another location, drop those babies off and retrieve them later….” She raised her finger. “However, my teleportation device has shattered.”
Clint punched the wall. “I can’t believe I allowed myself to get involved with a half-human, half-lizard who spends thousands on the latest trends and lives in a storage unit because the climate’s more fitting.”
“Lucky for you……” She bobbed her head. “I’ve laid for some dead-beats. My other children will realize I can’t visit without a mirror. They’ll replace it and then I’ll bring your kids home.” She sighed. “It’s a shame what you full-blooded humans will do in order to have something no one else does.”
