”Come on already.” Jo internally groaned as she stood there in the warm shower studying her nude body. She still hadn’t inherited any traits from Robin the bodybuilder and Jo was beginning to grow more and more worried. ”Nothing...” Jo glanced at her hip expecting to see a needle mark. ”What the hell am I going to get from her?” Jo closed her eyes and tilted her head up to let the warm water rush across her face. Letting her head drop back down Jo let out a sigh and once again began to study her body. ”Nothing yet... Or maybe...” Jo focused in on her slim waspish waist. ”Were my abs always this toned?” Jo ran her fingers across her taut abs. ”And are these...” Jo inquisitively cupped her left breast. ”Smaller?” Jo thought pausing for a moment. ”What the hell is going...”
A pulsating chill ran down Jo’s spine causing her to close her eyes and take a deep breath. ”What the hell was that?” She thought shaking her head and looking back down at her body. ”Wait... What?” Jo was taken aback by how strong and lean her body looked now. ”What the hell did I get from her?” Jo thought as she ran her fingers across her new 6-pack abs. ”Seriously... What the fuck?” Jo bent slightly and squeezed her left thigh which had grown a bit thicker and more defined. ”Holy cow I’m fucking jacked!” Jo straighten back up and flexed her right bicep. ”Seriously?!?!” Jo couldn’t believe how toned her arms were. ”What the hell did I get from her?” Jo asked herself as she stood there in awe of her muscular body.
Unable to pinpoint a singular physical trait Jo closed her eyes and began to sort through her new memories, but to her surprise they weren’t much different than her most recent memories. ”So what’s different?.. Why did I get more muscular and athletic?..” Jo pondered as a memory of her playing soccer on a sprained ankle floated into focus. ”Why was I playing on a sprained ankle?... That doesn’t seem like me...” The memory sped forward and Jo saw herself at the next game on crutches. ”I played on a severally sprained ankle?.. I can’t believe I did that.” Jo focused in on her memories of high school sports. Visions of soccer games, softball games, and volleyball matches streamed through Jo’s brain and slowly but surely Jo began to recognize a pattern. “I’m tough...” Jo softly mumbled to herself. ”Or...”
A memory of Jo rehabbing her sprained ankle came into focus. Jo was at physical therapy doing an exercise that required her to balance on her healing ankle. “Fuck" Jo grunted as she began to wobble and lose balance. Before she could topple over, Jo’s other foot hit the ground and Jo regained her balance. “Again!” Jo gritted her teeth and attempted to again balance on her healing ankle.
”I got her tenacity... or drive... or work ethic... Whatever you want to call it, I’m a beast now!!!” Jo's eyes snapped open and she looked down at her body. ”The increased muscle mass, lower body fat, the scholarship... All because of my drive and work ethic! THANK YOU ROBIN!” Jo’s inner monologue cried out in glee. Jo wanted to scream in joy, but instead she bit her lip and excitedly pumped her fists in celebration. ”This is perfect! I’ll ride back to Lake Point tomorrow, get my stone back, put that bitch Sarah in her place, go back to Western, and celebrate with Riley.” Jo froze in horror at the name Riley. ”Riley?... Western?.. NO!!!” Jo fell to her knees and began to tremble at the realization that she had just lost Piper. The animalistic drive and work ethic that she had gained from Robin, had allowed Jo to squeeze every last ounce of athleticism from the genetics. While she hadn’t become an Olympic caliber athlete Jo had pushed herself hard enough to warrant a full athletic scholarship to Western University which she had gladly accepted her senior year of high school. “Piper...” Jo whimpered. “Why...” Jo’s head slumped as the heartache of loosing Piper consumed her body.
