"Not good. Those three are going to freak" Harry says quietly beside you. You have to agree, since somehow Tim and his two friends have been turned into girl thier age, and from the look of the puffy princess dresses they're wearing, all three are quite girly. Naturally Tim got the worst, since hers is pink, but you have no doubt Steve's white, and Rick's purple gowns will freak them. Least one good thing is that they're all knocked out cold.
"What do you think? Anything you can think of that will keep them knocked out?" you ask Harry.
"Too late" Harry winces, as all three girls stir. "What happened? Urrgh my voice.." Tim says, before seeing Rick and Steve. "Why am I around cootie brains?"
"i'm not a cootie brain, mud magnet. You are" Steve says, pointing a white gloved hand towards Tim. "Urrgh why is my hand gloved like some stupid girl?"
"That because you are a stupid girl" taunts Tim, still obivious.
"I'm not a girl. you must have dressed me like one" Steve says. Meanwhile, Rick, saw that she was dressed like a girl, and started to notice that other things about her have changed too. "Umm Steve. Tim?" she says, trying not to panic.
"Yes?" both quaralling girls say. They then look at each other, realizing the truth.
"Arrrrghhhhhh" Tim screams. "Cooties. How?!?" She jumps to her feet, and start looking around. She spots you and Harry. "You! You must have done this to us! How? You must be some kind of witch. Change us back" she demands.
You look around wondering what to say. A small smile forms on your face as you think of the perfect reply. "You're right. Witches are real"
"I knew it! Change us back, cootie brain" Tim pouts.
"Witches are real, but I'm not one. however I can see one. You're the witch Tammy. I don't know how, but you did this to yourself. Must be those medallions you stole."
"I'm not a witch and I'm not a girl. Don't call me some stupid girl name" Tim says angrily.
"You are a witch and you are a girl, Tammy. And guess what. I have no idea how to turn you back. Even if I did, I still wouldn't. You three are much better this way" you grin. "Now be good girls or I'm enrol the three of you in ballet for tomorrow
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