"I mean really, throwing a ball at poor Biff like that. That's no way for an older sister to act," Mikey said.
"Older sister? What are you talking about?" Steve wondered, before he looked down and noticed what he was wearing. He was wearing a pink t shirt and a pair of girl's capris,looking like larger versions something a young girl would wear.
Confused, Steve looked over at Biff, whose outfit was changed as well. He was wearing a pastel blue dress, with the simplicity of cut to imply it was in the style of someone much younger. Biff looked confused for a moment, then his expression rapidly changed. He began to sniffle, then sob, then outright bawl, putting his hands on the part of his face where the ball had hit him.
"Oh, now look what you've done. Now Biff's crying!" Mikey said, reaching over to console Biff. He looked over at Steve, giving him an admonishing scowl. "Go to your room, young lady, and don't come out until I get you."
Steve obliged, still confused but suddenly quite compelled to obey the boy in yellow. He walked down the sidewalk, his mind unsure where his 'room' was even supposed to be, but his feet moving it its apparent direction with purpose.
