The next morning Jon awoke to the sound of his alarm going off. He opened his eyes and then slowly reached out for his clock to shut it off. After a few moments Jon decided to get up. Groggily he made his way downstairs for breakfast, deciding to take a shower after breakfast.
“Morning honey!” His Mom greeted him cheerily. She was a morning person and was currently eating a bowl of Muesli before she headed off to work. “Sleep well?” she asked.
Surprisingly, despite all the worry about his wishing rock, Jon had. He nodded as he sat down, grabbing a box of cereal and pouring it into his bowl.
As Jon and his mother ate in silence they heard the shower go off which meant that one of Jon's siblings was up. He hoped that they would be finished by the time he had eaten his cereal so that he could get dressed.
Unfortunately as it turned out, whoever it was (probably Zoe), they were taking their time. So Jon decided to just get dressed and have a shower during gym class. He pulled out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt before heading to a set of drawers where he kept his underwear.
Jon stood in shock as he opened the draw intending to pick out a pair of boxers, only to find that they had been replaced with panties.
“Mom!” He called out. His Mom came up to his room as quickly as she could.
“What’s wrong honey?”
“What are these doing in my boxer drawer?” He asked holding up a pair of pink silk panties.
Linda looked at him confused.
“What do you mean honey? They're yours.”
Jon stared at her.
“Mom! There's no way that these are mine.” He said throwing them on the floor. “I’m a guy. Guys wear boxers, not panties. These are girls clothes.”
As Jon was trying to figure out how the panties had gotten in to his drawer Zoe had finished her shower. She wrapped a towel around her waist and another around her long black hair. Finished in the bathroom, she stepped out in to the hallway and heard the commotion coming from Jon's bedroom. Curious she made her way over and peeked in.
“What’s going on?” She asked causing both her mother and her brother to turn and look at her.
“Your brother seems to think that these...” Linda bent over and picked up the panties, “are not his.”
Zoe looked at Jon quizzically.
“Seriously Jon?” She asked. “Those are definitely yours. No one else in this house owns a pair of panties like that.” She said grinning a little.
“But, but. I've never seen them before.” Jon insisted.
Linda looked at her watch and sighed.
“Jon, honey. I don’t have time for this. I've got to get to work and you’re going to be late for school. Just put them on or another pair and we'll sort this out when we get home ok?”
Jon sighed. His mother was right. There wasn’t time and he didn’t fancy going commando, so begrudgingly, he put on the pair of panties and got dressed. He would just have to be careful about bending over so that no one would see them.
