"Ma, Transform or Dare?" She said, eager to get herself back to normal. "Now you pick dare, so I can get back to normal, okay?" She told her mother, who was as relaxed as she had been through the whole endeavor thus far. She was bobbing her head back and forth, taking passive glances back and forth between her reflection in the mirror, and her former-self across from her. She knew her daughter was kind of a brat, and at the moment, more than upset. Yet, she was kind of interested in what a day as her daughter might end up looking like, and that it might also be very insightful for them both.
"What are you waiting for? Do it, pick dare!" The calm eagerness of her return was lost as her mother idled in thought about what she wanted to do exactly. It was a difficult choice, and inevitably she...