Me x 3

‘No,’ Three says, grabbing my hand. ‘Here, like this.’ She hands me chopsticks, says something that sounds like it’s a ducky mess* and tucks in. I look at the sushi. Why can’t I take it in my hand like I normally do?

Two bursts in. ‘Donde esta mi arroz?’ She glares at Three. ‘Don’t you dare use that lame excuse again. I checked. They sell Japanese rice online.’

‘Say something, One,’ they whinge in unison.

They’re driving me bonkers. I wanted my clones to travel. I wanted to absorb their experiences. Instead, I’ve become the arbiter in the rice wars.

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The story was inspired by the following posts (thank you, ladies!), which in turn were a response to the Clone Wars prompt:

*  As much as I’d like to be able to take credit for it’s a ducky mess, I didn’t come up with it. It’s from the Sarah & Duck episode Fast Slow Bungalow. If you have small children, check it out. It’s brilliant.

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