Patrick woke up the second morning after his doctor's visit to see his feet poking through the end of his bedcovers. They were now three times as long with his toes about six inches wide. They were paleras well-not quite white but getting there. Patrick wiggled his toes, and giigled at how silly his feet now looked.
Eager to see what else had changed Patrick tossed aside the bedcovers and looked down at his arms and hands. Nothing much different about them except like his feet they were now nearly white as well.
Last week the mirror in Patrick's room had broken and his parents hadn't got around to replacing it. So, after getting out of bed and taking a few seconds to get used to his new feet, Patrick waddled out to the bathroom.
Looking at his reflection in the bathroom mirror Patrick gasped at how much like a clown he already looked. His eyebrows were already gone, and high on his forehead he could see faint black arches. His lips were now red as of he were wearing lipstick and he could see the beginning of red blush on his cheeks.
The biggest changes, however, were Patrick's nose and hair. The former was now a bright red and just beginning to plump up; it felt almost rubbery when he touched it.
Patricks hair was now bright blue, much thicker and curled tight-from the ears to the back the the head. On top however-Patrick leaned in closer. What his hair thinning?
"Looking good, lil' bro." Patrick turned ans saw Lu-Lu standing in the doorway. She poked her brother in the nose. It didn't honk but he felt a tingling sensation when she touched him. "Soon you'll have fine looking honker like mine here."
She tossled her brother's blue hair, and got a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Want to look even more like more like a clown?"
"Yes yes!" Patrick said eagerly, his voice high like Mickey Mouse-then found himself with Lu-Lu's arm around his neck in a chokehold.
Lu-Lu's blue clown mouth parted into a wide grin as she held up a pair of clippers and turned it on. "You're going bald anyway," the teenaged girl clown said as she ran the clippers over her little brother's head and blue hairs fell to the floor, "so you might as well lose it now."
After she turned off the clippers, Lu-Lu rubbed something that made Patricks eyes water over his scalp. "Mom's diplattory cream," she explained.
Finally his sister let him go, and Patrick looked at himself. It looked strange, seeing the top of his head as bare and smooth as an egg, surrounded by a mass of blue curls.
Yet his head was the right shape, neither too bulbous or pointy, and he liked how it felt as he ran his hand over his bare pate. "Thanks sis!"
Lu-Lu patted her brother's bald clown head. Tomorrow she'd take him to Clown Town for a new wardrobe. Oh they were going to have so much fun!