'This is your fault John! If you believed me, I won't be a little kid" Mel whines.
"You really believe that. Right, you would've changed me anyway. What would you have done? Twin sister to celebrate her weird powers?" you say, sticking your tongue out.
"My powers aren't weird. You're weird. Wait until I get my powers back" Mel says angrily. Megan begins to worry that your and Mel's mind has regressed, until she realizes you're speaking far too much like a teen for a typical kid.
"In another five years? I don't think you're intellegent enough to have some sort of safety net. Go try on Hannah's clothes, princess. They suit you now" you say, wondering what you're going to do.
As Mel glares towards you, the phone rings. Its mom.
"Hi Mrs H. Its Megan" Megan says. Both you and Mel can hear everything.
"Have you seen Mel or John? I need to tell them something"
"Not exactly" Megan says grinning. You fume, since she isn't freaking out. She's enjoying this.
"I need to get Hayley. Can you look after Hannah for me. And when you see the twins, tell them to answer the phone"
You look at Megan gratefully, since you don't want mom to know that your sister turned you into a little kid. Megan grins at you, then at Mel. "Guess who is your babysitter?"
You ignore her, thinking hard. "Mel, is it just you that have these powers?" Mel looks at you. "I dont know. I found this book, and started playing with it."
"you started playing with it!?!" you moan.
Fifteen minutes later, after another round of argueing,
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