"What?" Brenda giggled, "You're the big, strong, handsome, man come to save me. What are you hiding anyway? Alcohol? Porn? What is this stu--- since when do you shave?" Brenda's lighthearted bemusement rapidly shifted to confusion and fear.
"Ugh, don't worry, the potion's effects have worn off." Zack said in a rapidly maturing voice. "Why on earth did I tell her to say stuff instead of leading with that?" he questioned himself.
"No!" Brenda cut Zack off at don't worry. There's nothing she hates more than people telling her how to feel or how she should feel. "You're going to explain what's happening, why, and what this stuff is, and your going to do it now."
Before Zack could collect himself, or contemplate how to phrase things, or if there are any details to leave out, he suffered extreme diarrhea of the mouth.
The weird shop, all the statements he made, the money, how everyone's but his gender changed based on the location of a car crash, the explanation of why they have a baby elected as senator. Zack was very thorough in his story including how she had been her older brother.
Brenda sat there for a moment.... "Yer kid....." she paused rethinking her phrasing... If what Zack said was true... saying "You're kidding me!" wouldn't be a wise thing to say..."... is being sent home from school for wetting themselves." The look of horrified shock and betrayal on Zack's adult face told Brenda everything she needed to know. Well, that and his cell phone beginning to ring...
"No, no, no. I don't have a kid! I'm 16! It's your kid!" he pointed accusingly at Brenda as he answered his phone. "Hello?" "Yes, this is Mr. Alberto err, Mr. Zack Alberto, were you trying to reach my father?" "Oh, me?" The concern growing in his voice was giving way to confusion. "Oh, my son Hunter had an accident on the playground?" eye daggers were being shot at Brenda. "Mmm-hmm, oh that kind of accident, I can bring a change of clothes..." ... "Oh, the policy's changed and he has to come home? That doesn't make any... Okay, thank you."
Brenda burst out laughing. "My walls are painted light blue." Zack said hoping his fears were unfounded.
"You're going to sit on your bed and explain what happened to your powers out loud..." Brenda cooed.
"Well, I said the potion had worn off, and I meant yours, but wasn't clear. so it made my powers go away. I was reacting and not thinking." Zach's mouth moved but this was news to him. "Thank god I made more potions!" Zach blurted out standing up.
"Why?" Brenda asked. "You don't want the magic powers back. You just explained in great detail how you abused them intentionally, proving you weren't able to handle them."
Zach stood there frozen and confused. He was just about to drink a potion, he knew it, but he equally new it was a terrible idea, a last resort even... "Yeah, I don't need that weighing on me, you have the power and can still fix things." Zach's demeanor shifted back to cheery. "So, um. My parents aren't expecting me to be a man for a couple more years and I think they'll be more than a little surprised at being grandparents..."
"Right, you had said some smart things when you had powers. Things like... From now on, only the people I want to notice changes will, for everyone else things will seem normal, even if things change right before them. My powers won't fade or be take from me. My powers will work off my intent, not my words so there's no chance of me accidentally relinquishing them."
Satisfied for now she looked at Zack, "Now for you. You are so very handsome but you did mess an awful lot of stuff up... for me, for our entire government... what to do with you?"