AJ was kinda wishing he'd never told JC about the egg thing. But how could he have known that JC would—after the initial disbelief, terror and complete freaking out—get so, so enthusiastic about the whole deal? AJ didn't *want* to try and hatch one of them. He didn't, he really didn't want to know what kind of creature would emerge. If anything did. There was no reason to believe anything would hatch, but if anything did, how the hell was he supposed to know if it would have feathers or not? JC seemed to think it would be cool to have tiny imprinted Maclings waddling about, but shit, they might be hideous lizard creatures or something.

Fortunately, there weren't any left in the house. JC didn't realize it, but he'd scrambled the last of them for breakfast this morning.