The door is pushed open, Jerry and Amy entering the room, both looking angry.
Amy glared down at you. "What is going on in here? Are you being mean to your little brothers?"
"No, I'm n-"
"Don't you backtalk to your mother," Jerry snapped.
"Oh my god, I am not-"
"Are you backtalking to your father?!" Amy said, voice raising.
You really were tired of having these two as your parents. They were bad enough neighbors. You needed to fix this soon or you'd be liable to get a bar of soap stuck in your mouth for swearing at them or making a rude gesture.
Suddenly, both of them shimmered and had enough time to give confused expressions before they were obscured by light. When the light cleared, Mr. and Mrs. Bell were gone. You blinked, looking about until you noticed two items where they'd been standing.
"Fuck," you said quietly.
"You said a bad wooooord, I'm gonna tell mooooom. Mooooom!" Levi yelled.
You walked over to where Levi's mom had been standing, only finding a pair of dinosaur themed briefs lying there, no sign that a few moment before the piece of clothing had been a human.
Levi came up besides you and spotted the underwear. "Nice! Mom picked up those cool dinosaur undies I wanted!" Levi picked them up to admire the dinosaur designs.
"Uh," you said, "I'm not s-"
"Hey!" Lincoln called over where his dad had been standing, picking up an item from the floor. "Mom got me the tiger ones I wanted!" Lincoln showed off the briefs with toony tiger designs on them.
Apparently your "little brothers" had activated the keys and managed to unwittingly turn their parents into pairs of their desired underwear. You shivered. Considering how the key powers worked, that could have been easily been your fate.
The two boys were in the process of pulling off their shorts. "...what are you guys doing?"
Lincoln and Levi looked at you blankly. Levi held up the undies. "We're gonna put these on! These are cool!" Lincoln nodded in agreement.
You wondered if there's anything you can do to keep this from happening. Yeah, you totally hated Mr. and Mrs. Bell, but you didn't think that they deserved to be worn by their prepubescent sons. Amy to be slipped on by Levi. Jerry to be slipped on by Lincoln. Their sons none the wiser, just enjoying getting knew undies with their favorite designs.
I mean, maybe they deserved it a little.
You turned away to avoid seeing the boys take off their existing undies, only to notice the magical keys lying there on the carpet, forgotten by the boys upon finding the new underthings.
You risk taking a peek back at your "brothers" who have already slipped into the brand new undies, admiring the respective designs on the fabric in the mirror. If Jerry and Amy were still aware, they must be having quite a weird experience right now.
You carefully picked up the keys and decided what to do....