Mikey had to fight to keep himself from laughing, despite the circumstances. He couldn't believe his mom had been the one to read one of his notes. But which one was it...? Would he have two moms now? Or was she a man? Either way, he'd find out soon, but for now there was the issue of his new "mom," who was furious. His dad had always been a calm man, but everyone knew when to run. Now was the perfect time. "She" looked about ready to kill him. "Do you have any idea what you've done?" She said softly; too softly. He shuddered, and just shook his head, shame filling him. Zoe and Jon were silent, looking at him as if waiting to see what he'd do. "What did the note say? Who read it?" She asked, as quiet as ever but still demanding. "Tell me!" The force of her yell was shocking; even as a woman, she had the same booming voice.
"I don't know! It was probably Mom, and probably the sticky that switched your..." Mikey gestured frantically to his crotch, "But I don't know if it was the one that switched everything or just made you different! She might be Mom but with your stuff, or she might be her but a man! I don't know!" He cried out, sniffling, tears beginning to form.
"Oh, no. I'm not falling for this one again, you devious little brat. Go to your room. I'm not going to tell you to think about what you did because we all know you don't think. If you did, then this would never have happened." The petite woman before him intoned softly; even several inches shorter than he was, she held a commanding presence. He ran upstairs to his room, slamming the door loudly and bawling his eyes out into a pillow.
Meanwhile, down in the kitchen, the rest of the family stood calmly, having nothing to say, waiting for Mom to get home so they could assess the damages.
