Once again the menu appeared, this time floating over Jon's father. Instead of browsing around, this time Jon quickly pressed buttons until he got to the MODIFY menu.
Which, of course, led him to PASTE.
Without thinking of the consequences, Jon selected PASTE.
The menu vanished.
So did his father.
In his place stood, holding the same cup of coffee that his father had been holding, was an exact replica of Zoe. The same body, the same clothes, even the same look on her face. It was a good thing that Zoe had already left, since Jon wasn't sure how he'd be able to handle two at the same time.
"She's right, you know," the new Zoe said after she'd had a sip of coffee, "You need to stop being such an fucking asshole and put the seat down."
"Wha..." Jon began to say.
"Don't talk back, dipshit," the new Zoe spat, slamming her coffee on the counter, letting it spray everywhere, her voice rising to a fevered pitch, "You're always such a selfish cocksucker! Well, you may be bigger than me, but I'm still your father, asswipe, so you're grounded!"
"But..."
"GO TO YOUR ROOM!" The new Zoe screamed, stomping her foot.
Jon, in shock, got up from the table and headed upstairs to his bedroom, where he sat on his bed and rethought how he would use his new power.
