"You still need to be taught a lesson," said Jon, even as he tried to think of one to teach her. It was, though, at that exact moment a voice came ringing out from downstairs.
"Sarah!" it shouted, "Get down here for dinner!"
It was her mom's voice and Sarah instantly turned to obey it's command. After all, Jon had wished that she would follow commands, not just his.
"Hold it right there," said Jon.
And then something strange happened.
Somehow, Sarah suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. And, at the same time, kept moving. There was a blur and Sarah suddenly became two different people, both exact mirrors of the other. Except one headed for the door and disappeared and the other stood still, looking decidedly freaked out.
Seconds later, there was a loud scream from downstairs and a crashing sound. The second Sarah came running back inside, slamming the door behind her. In her hand, she held a plate with some kind of a meatloaf on it.
"My mom just fainted," she said, horrified.
This came as no surprise to Jon. Sarah was older than she should be and of a much, much different body type. Plus, she wasn't exactly dressed.
And now there were two of her.
"Jon," both Sarahs said in unison, "What the fuck is going on?"
