Many have asked me who the father was. My answer has always been: "The boundary between 'pregnant' and 'not pregnant.'" Anyone who isn't satisfied by this answer is merely told, "I manipulated it," which invariably sends them running.
With all the factors surrounding her continuing childhood, it's really no wonder she ended up as ... well, to call her a brat would be an insult to self-centered egoists. Everyone saw it coming when she travelled back in time to try to make herself the new star of the old shows. It's not that I spoiled her, exactly; I just hadn't given her all the things she needed when she needed them.
Just between you (i.e. the entire Outside World's internet) and me, I'm still not sure what they all were. But then, the fact that I ended up being a terrible mother is even less of a surprise than the fact that the third player-character is my daughter.
And now a young girl stands in her bedroom. It just so happens that today, the Tenth of March 2058, which is also the year 174, is the day she went back in time and tried to create a time paradox. Though it was ten years ago she was given life, it was forty-nine years ago that she committed the transgression that resulted in her current punishment, after the events of what Muffin insists was a terrible story-arc in what she still calls her main comic! Hee hee.
Hang on. This page was supposed to end with "and you?", wasn't it? Oh well.