The the five Goths arrived at the Witch's Brew and got out of the car. As they entered the shop. the twins' pace began to fall into sync as their legs became long and hairless, and their irises shifted to a matching lilac.
The coffee shop wasn't too crowded, but those that were there appeared to all be Goths rather than stupid drones of society. The five of them ordered their drinks, with the twins simultaneously ordering identical beverages, and sat at a nearby table.
"So you had a large collection of literature back home?" Linda asked the twins.
"Indeed, we have a almost every work worth acquiring, even a few of the rarer volumes," Biff said.
"We brought a few of our favorites, but most had to be left behind," Chris explained.
"Awesome. So after we finish up here how about we swing by the mall?" Jayne offered. "Most of the stores are shit but a few might have some clothes you might like. I mean you two must only have a few sets of clothes right now."
"That sounds excellent," the twins replied in unison, and their next location was decided.
Benny was laying about the living room with a pink duster, humming sweetly as he did.He bent over to dust behind the chair, and accidentally nearly knocked the lamp when his posterior expanded. He turned and just managed to steady it, not noticing how his rump now protruded from his slender form. Instead, Benny just giggled at his clumsiness and returned to his dusting.
Mikey sat on Zoe's bed, while she sat on the phone and relayed the plan to Zelda, albeit very slowly and often repeating herself. Mikey had changed slightly as he and Zoe had worked out their plan of attack on the Goths, though naturally neither party noticed. His features had become softer, with high cheekbones and smooth limbs.
Of course, Mikey reflected as he rethought the plan, to properly execute their revenge, or rather Zoe's revenge, they would need five people, and knowing Zelda they were almost definitely still short two people. He sighed, thinking over which of Zoe's clique could be relied upon for this...
Meanwhile, Gladys had come upon the house of the clothing she was bound to wear, and walked into the home unobstructed by its inhabitants. The piece of chicken fell from her mouth as she turned into the first door on the right, and Gladys opened the closet of none other than....
