(Originally by Triss Merigold)
I certainly wasn't going to hang around the house. I wanted to keep an eye on my dad, or... my 'daughter' as was now the case. I grabbed my car keys off the side and went outside, making sure to lock the house up after me. I still felt stupid walking outside dressed in my father's clothes, despite the fact that nobody noticed anything wrong. And for some reason I took the remote with me, the very device that had got me into my embarrassing situation. I didn't know if I would want to use it again on other people. There was no harm in taking it along.
"Morning Christopher." one of my neighbors, Mary Michelson shouted, waving to me.
"Hi Mary!" I sighed in reply, idly gesturing. "Did you see which way my daughter went?" I then asked her, and Mary pointed in a direction down the street off to my right. "She was with a couple of her friends I think." Mary told me.
"Thanks." I nodded, before getting into my dad's former car, which was now mine. It was a good thing I knew how to drive now as well. The device had given me all of dad's driving skills and work skills so I could continue to live his life perfectly. But just because I could live dad's life... didn't mean I wanted to, not that I had a choice in the matter. I drove off down the street, keeping an eye out for three teenagers walking together. I figured it wouldn't be too hard, since one of the 'girls' was 6' 1" tall and stuck out like a sore thumb. I sighed again, shaking my head at the situation.
Eventually I caught sight of my 'daughter', but she was walking with a girl and a boy, not two girls, they were my former friends Kelly and Russell. My mood took another nosedive as I looked at Russell, the boy I used to have a crush on. Although I was now married to my own mother and technically classed as a man, I still had fantasies about doing stuff with Russell. It was a dream that could never come true now. I felt tears welling up in my eyes and had to think of something else.
I stayed a safe distance behind the trio, pulling into parking spaces where I could, then setting off again. The last thing I wanted was for 'Victoria' to see her own 'father' following her around in his car.
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