After Jon clicked yes there was a flash that emitted from the device. It slightly blinded Jon, but quickly the pain went away. He felt strange, yet couldn't describe the feeling.
"Jon. Can you come down?"
A female voice called out. It sounded like Zoe's, but different in a way. Another thing he couldn't properly describe. It felt serious, so Jon darted up and walked downstairs. What he saw made his jaw drop. The female voice did belong to Zoe, as she was standing right in the kitchen, except her whole look was different. She had on the same button shirt and grey joggers that their mother was wearing that day. Jon looked further and noticed Zoe's hair wasn't black, but the natural brown she inheirted, done up in a conservative fashion.
"You just gonna look at me all day, or are you gonna take out the trash?" 'Zoe' asked.
That was his mother's stern voice coupled with her mannerisms, but coming from his sister. The app actually worked, meaning somewhere in their town was a middle aged woman dressed as a goth teen. The app had a reset button, which calmed Jon's nerves. He was glad it wasn't as permanent as wishes, which gave him some flexibility. Still, he had to be responsible, this was powerful. Although, a little fun couldn't hurt...
