Mina paced around her home while she made her business call. Eventually she came to rest by the dining room table. “Ok, so if the documents arrive on time tomorrow we can move through with the merger. Run the code by me again.
“Yes ma’am” her assistant Barbara responded on the other end “the confirmation code is 4 8 3 6- - -“
Suddenly their was an odd shift in the air, in the universe really. And a shrill interference came through the phone’s speaker. Not ear splitting but just loud enough to cover up the crinkling between her legs.
Barbara’s voice on the phone sounded really different in its tone, almost as if she were a different person “1 2 3 4 5 6-“ it sounded like a syrupy sweet voice one used to talk to children. And the phones audio sound a lot fuzzier “-7 8 9! Wow, you’re doing a super job!”
“Barbara what are you talking abo-“ pulling the phone away from her face Mina was shocked to see the phone in her hand was pink blocky and made of plastic. Still unsure if this was even happening she hesitantly pushed the four button and the same patronizing valley girl voice said
“Hi, I’m Barbie! Can you count to four with me?”
“Wha- what happened to my phone? What happened to my clothes!? Looking down, she saw her pantsuit and skirt had become an infantile romper dress. “Whas happennan ta me?” Mina started to panic, sucking her thumb for comfort as we cut to...
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