Jim quietly exited the room, leaving Rebecca and her mom alone for the typical mother-daughter talk that preceded almost every date early in a girl's life. Glad to be away from the awkward moment that he found himself in earlier, Jim gingerly took the stairway down to the living room noticing with each step the distinct absence of the pleasant jiggling that his female chest had.
"Oh well," sighed Jim trying to cup his now phantom mounds,"You don't know what you've got till they're goooonnnee."
After mourning his loss he made his way through the living room to the kitchen where Jim came upon Rick as he was about to pour himself a glass of orange juice.
"Well, you were right," said Jim getting his friends attention, "Of course, I wouldn't have been worrying or 'borrowing trouble' if you had just told me to wait 3 minutes!"
Rick turned around with a mildly befuddled look on his face. "Jim? It's you....already?!"
"Look Rick, I know you liked me more with a pair of knockers and a nice ass but you don't have to act so disappointed now that I'm back to normal."
"No, it's not that. The spell reversal was supposed to take at least an hour and that's if the subject, i.e. 'you', had remained inconspicuous during the course of the spell instead sexing up the dance floor in front of the whole school. With all of the attention you and your asian friend stirred up you should still of been a girl for the next 6 hours."
"Six hours for the reversal spell? You poofed out of your new form in a matter of seconds." Jim couldn't help but smell bullshit from Rick's continued assertion that changing him back would take awhile. More than likely his friend was just trying to scare him earlier by telling him that he would have to wait around for the spell to do it's thing.
Looking a little pissed Rick crossed his arms and said, "That's different. I was the Genesis of the spell so it was a matter of deactivating it to get rid of the effects. Besides I kept a low profile."
"Well," pondered Jim aloud. "Maybe my incredible masculinity kicked all of the femininity out of my body before your spell had the chance to do anything."
Rick let a subtle laugh escape from his still concerned face. "Jim if it came down to a fight between your masculinity and femininity then you would be collecting stuffed unicorns and shopping for new blouses long before you kicked one female trait out of your body. No, I'm positively stumped by this."
"Well, whatever," shrugged off Jim as he walked off towards the tv set in the living room. He picked up the remote and turned on the set, immediately changing the channel from Rachael Raye to Spike TV. "I'm me again and that's all that matters."
Suddenly the air was filled with the sound of breaking glass and Rick shouting profanity. Jim turned around and looked into the kitchen to see his friend standing over a large orange puddle. The scene was then interrupted when Rebecca yelled from upstairs that she would be down after she used the restroom real fast.
"Oh here, let me help you with that." Jim turned back around to toss the remote onto the couch when he heard Rick yell back, "Help me with what?"
Jim looked back into the kitchen to see the puddle of citrus gone and his friend pouring the juice into the glass that had shattered on the floor a split second ago.
"Huh, guess he fixed it," thought Jim. "Must be nice to have magic to solve all of your problems." He grabbed the remote again and pointed it towards the tv set to turn it up only to find Rachael Ray cooking up a stew instead of Spike TV. Perhaps the remote changed the station back when it hit the couch.
SKRASSHHH "SHIT!" echoed through the kitchen a second time, sounding exactly the same as the first time. A quick glance revealed Rick standing over the puddle of orange juice once again.
"I'll be down in a sec after I make a stop in the little girls room," echoed from upstairs again, exactly the same as the first time. This was far beyond deja vu.
Just then it hit him. "Time," thought Jim, remembering that Rick also manipulated time using magic last night or a few hours ago... whatever. "I'm back to normal but time isn't somehow."
A sense of dread went through Jim as he wondered what was going on and more importantly how it was going to be fixed.