“Karen, where are you?” He called out.
“In my room Dad!” She shouted back.
He opened her door and saw her standing there in her running outfit. “Have you seen your sister? I can’t seem to find her and want to know how the test went. And where’d you get that new top?”
“Dad! It’s not new! Its me!” Kristen pleaded.
“Ugh, Krissy! Don’t tell him, not till I work out in you!”
“Dad! I got caught inside your machine and it mixed me with that blue bar stuff and spat me out like this. Karen found me and thinks just cuz I’m a tight tank top that she can work out in me! Tell her to take me off!”
“Well I need to find out how the machine did this to you. But as long as you got sprayed with the compression fluid and have enough of the Blueium in you, you should be fine. But until I figure out how to fix you, it’s probably a good idea for Karen to keep a close eye on you, and wearing you seems like a great idea!”
Karen looked down at Kristen, “Awesome! Lets go for a run Sis.”
“And make sure to tell your mother the whole story so she know why Kristen won’t be there to work the desk… Although, if the machine did to Kristen what I think it did, your sister could have tons of new jobs to do at the gym. Now go while I try to figure all this out.” Karen kissed her dad on the cheek as she ran past on her way to her parents Gym wearing her Kristen-tank-top.
Karen figured she’d get some use out of her sister in case her dad did find a way to fix her, so the second she was out the from door, she was jogging. Her goal was to move about as much as she could with Kristen on to punish her sister for always being such a know it all. “Hey Sis, why don’t you turn it down a notch while I’m here supporting you!” Karen just chuckled and kept on jogging.
Their dad quickly went to work in his lab trying to find out what had happened. He looked through all the logs on the computer for the machine trying to figure out exactly what it did to turn his daughter into a shirt. After looking into the logs for an hour or so, he was sure he had it figured out. The Blueium bar he made has the ability form into any shape without getting damaged or worn down. And the compression fluid, when sprayed onto something allows that substance to be compressed without doing harm to its structure. Somehow the fluid allowed Kristen’s body to be crushed a little bit without being hurt, and once the Blueium touched her, the fluid must have reacted with it and during the molding process mixed it deep into Kristen.
If he was right, she should still be herself just with properties of Blueium (being molded without injury) and of the compression fluid (and become any size). The only thing he couldn’t figure out was that if she was one with the Blueium, she should be able to change her shape freely, he didn’t get why she was stuck.
About 2 hours later, Karen returned home sweaty after a long and hard workout. Although warn out, Kristen was still mad she had to be her sister’s gym clothes. The only thing had to be happy about was that when they left, their mom said that Dad had called and he thought he had it figured out. She was ready to be normal again. “Come on Karen, take me down stairs, lets see what Dad’s come up with.”
“I know, I know, I’m going…” Karen said panting from her work out. She slowly made her way to the basement where her father was eagerly waiting. “Hey Dad, any luck?” Karen said uncaring.
“I think I have it. I figured out that it was a mix of the compression fluid and the Blueium that allowed the machine to do this to her. And I found some wiring hanging out near the exit of the machine. Blueium reacts oddly to electricity and shocks. If it gets shocked, it loses it ability to form shapes properly.”
“Yeah, I felt a small shock towards the end right before I came out!” Kristen blurted out.
“That’s what I figured. If so, all we should have to do is do it again and you’ll be like new!” He pulled a small handheld device out of his pocket and touched it to Karen’s chest. A small bolt shock shot through Kristen and into Karen.
“Ouch Dad! Give me some warning next time!” Karen yelled.
“Sorry honey, but please take off your sister now.” She did so reluctantly, setting Kristen on the floor. “Alright Kristen, I need you to concentrate really hard and try to move.” Just like that, the Kristen tank began to move around a bit on the floor. “Good, now concentrate as hard as you can on being you again.” Slowly the tank top began to expand and move, growing arms and legs and eventually a head. In under a minute Kristen was laying on the floor in front of them.
“Oh my gosh, it worked!” Kristen squealed! “Thanks so much Daddy!”
“Well now Kristen, your not totally back to normal you see…”
“What do you mean?” Kristen asked.
“Well I’ve just taught you how to restore yourself, You are still a Human-Blueium hybrid. Your form can be changed at anytime with enough force or the right machine. If you wanted, you could put yourself right back into the machine and become anything else. Which you can do if you want now that I’ve fixed that pesky wire. Just remember, if your form gets changed and you get shocked, you’re stuck till you’re shocked again.”
Kristen looked down at her hands, “Cool!” she exclaimed.
“Race you upstairs sis.” Karen said as she took off running. Kristen turned and run behind her up the stairs. Karen barely made it upstairs first and right as Kristen was about to go though the doorway, Karen slammed the door shut and her sister ran into it at full speed. Karen opened the door to find her sister flattened thin as paper against the door but now she had a blue tint to her. “Haha, got you!” She peels her off the door and holds her out in front of her. “Looks like you go blue when you’re not you, interesting…” Karen said. She then crumpled up her sister and threw her aside. She walked away laughing.
Kristen’s dad came up the stairs to see a crumpled up blue ball on the ground. He picked it up and undid it to see his daughter’s blue face on it. “Guess when anything happens, the Blueium kicks in and keeps you fine.” He then throws her over the couch and walks away saying, “You still have work in 15 minutes, so I’d fix yourself up and get going!”
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