"Oh. How?"

"By screaming!"

"What."

"I dunno, I just screamed," says Lilly.

"Eh, sleepy is over."

"My power isn't fighty," one of the extant Williams says.

"Dude, you're an army."

"Yeah but not a fighting army. Just an army of scrawny nerds."

"Maybe fighty is the wrong word. Survivey?"

"Hmm."

Moira stands up and dusts herself off. "You have bested me, flower-person."

"...what?" asks Lilly. "Oh. Because of my name?"

"Yes."

Zaneta drops from the sky. "Forgive my daughter. She enjoys nicknames."

Lilly eeps and falls on her butt.

"Hello, children."

"Who're you?" asks Charles.

"Zaneta Sokolov. Hannah's mother. Maybe your grandma, in a sense."

He grimaces. "Hannah is not my mother. She's just a weird girl."

"And you're perfectly normal, I suppose."

"Yeah!"

"I let him beat me in a fight. He almost nearly kinda not lost before that."

"Nuh uh! I totally won."

"Is this terribly important right now?"

"...why?"

"Never mind. Hannah, you are grounded from creating life."