"Fine," Zoe said. "Just this once," she said, mostly to herself, going to the kitchen to nuke some water. She wasn't as susceptible as Linda was, but unknown to her, she had just been infected.
She began to hum while she was making the hot chocolate, an old Disney tune, without even realizing it.
Meanwhile, lying on the couch, Linda reached for the remote. Under the blanket, her dress was completely gone, turning into the top of the pajamas. She flipped through the channels before settling on some cartoons.
Zoe returned with the hot chocolate. She smiled at Linda. "Feeling a little better?"
"I feel yucky," Linda said, sniffling.
Zoe nodded. Her head was starting to pound a bit too. Maybe she needed a cup of tea. "Well, here's your hot chocolate. That should help."
"Why don't you just wish to know what is going on?" Karyn said.
"I tried that. But...if I knew what was going to happen, I guess it would be less interesting," Jon insisted. "So, we need to figure it out ourselves."
