a normal day in my house

" Honey, I think the AI generator might have had a crystal ball. And a really, really fast delivery service."

I stared from my phone, which was displaying the disturbingly accurate picture of 'Baby Us' I'd just generated on a whim, to the very real, very wriggly, very present bundle of joy that had just… materialized on the living room rug.

Niffer looked up from her packing box, which currently contained a single sneaker and a half-eaten bag of chips. "Did you say something, babe?"

I pointed. My finger was actually trembling. "There. Baby. Real."

Niffer looked where I pointed. Her eyes went from their usual bright sparkle to approximately the size of dinner plates. "What in the literal…?" She scrambled over the half-packed boxes, nearly tripping over the stack of 'Thriller Research Notes' (which, ironically, were...