"Yeah. If you don't, then the cops will know and you'll be forced to anyway. You only need to do it once. It's not going to erase your whole personality, I don't think, but it will help you fit into being Mom more easily." With that said, Zoe marched past Jon. He caught a glimpse of a smile on her face, but just shook his head as he went back into the room, picking up the combined headphones and goggles that were indeed sitting on the table.
He put them on easily, as if they were made to fit his new head, and his vision went black for just a moment as he heard a whirring click, then a voice from the headphones said, "Rehabilitation complete. Please remove Hypnotron 3.0."
She pulled it off, and looked around. It was dark. How long had she been sitting there? She headed toward Zoe's room to get some answers, not noticing how fluid her movements had become.
She knocked on Zoe's door. The music inside stopped. "Who is it?"
"Me, dear. Can I come in?"
The door opened. "Hey," she said. "What's up?"
"I don't think that machine worked," she said. "It clicked, and then turned off. Could you check on it and make sure it's not broken?"
"Why me?"
"Well, you are such a wonder with computers. Have I told you I'm proud of you lately?"
Zoe began to laugh. "Have you listened to yourself?"
