Shepard’s clone

“How are you still alive?” Jane hissed.

“Simple, Miranda brought me back to life,” the clone said with a smile.

Jane looked toward Miranda who shook her head. “You’re lying,” Miranda said. “I did no such thing.”

“Oh, I don’t think you understand,” the clone said. “Maybe this we’ll clear things up. Ladies. Come on in…”

Shepard’s eyes widened as one by one an identical copy of each of the Normandy squadmates stepped into the light. Miranda, Jack, Ashley, Liara, Samara, and Samantha all were copied. The only one not there was EDI. “I see you don’t have a complete set,” Shepard said.

“Unfortunately your little AI can’t be copied so easily since it doesn’t leave DNA,” the clone said. “But I don’t need it anyways. Not for what I have planned.”

“And what is that?” Shepard asked.

“Well since the lifelong nude contract didn’t become a reality… I’ll just have to do it myself. Ladies, strip!” the clone yelled.

One by one each of the clones stripped their clothes off leaving the originals staring dumbfounded and blushing as they stared at their own naked bodies.