"Yes, we do," replied Colin. "It's our best chance. He doesn't suspect he made a mistake or that he doesn't have a guard right now, and it's three to one against.
"What do we do?" asked Rob.
"Simple," said Colin. "We wait inside the door and jump him when he comes through."
Soon they could hear footsteps, and looking through the peephole in the door, they saw it was indeed Mustapha. They quietly moved into position and, as soon as Mustapha entered, Rob and Colin jumped on him while Colleen prepared to hit Mustapha with a frying pan.
Mustapha screamed out, punched Rob, and Colleen swung the pan, knocking Mustapha down and out. There was a faint trickle of blood.
Quickly they examined the bag Mustapha was carrying. He had the marriage registration, his laptop, and the Chronivac.
Colin navigated the confusing laptop menus until he found the right choice--the ''revert''--and pointed the Chronivac at Rob. First his skin lightened slightly, and his mustache turned to dust, while he got younger. Soon he was Bryan again. Then with another transformation, the gash in Bryan's head stopped bleeding and closed up.
Bryan got up. "Oh, wow. That was..."
"Are you okay?" asked Colin. "Do you remember anything?"
"I'm okay," said Bryan, "but I'd like to go eat a big barbecued pork sandwich. I haven't eaten any pork in like forever... You know Muslims don't."
"Your parents have been looking for you for a week!" said Rob. "The police did this big manhunt..."
"I think I can fix that if I use the Chronivac again. Just change them to not remember anything wrong. We'll have to go around zapping people for a while." Bryan looked around. "Hey, sorry about all the changes, guys. I didn't mean there should be four more of you as girls... and I suppose I'm going to be a father now. I'm only 13!"
The other girls were elsewhere in the house. Most were sitting around helplessly, the black Colleen was trying to cook some food. It all seemed rather sad. The Chronivac could only make limited changes to pregnant women, but there was still something they could do. The first change was mental--make the other Colleens not subservient. This was invisible. Then, the Asian Colleen set the Chronivac up, stood with the other two Colleens, and pointed it at themselves. Their bodies seemed drawn towards each other and when they touched, their hands seemed to stick together. Then their clothes disappeared and their bodies began to flow, with large lumps in each--the pregnancies--not changing much. They began to reform into one combined Colleen, now pregnant with two babies.
"God I'm going to puke," said the combined Colleen, who was still Asian-looking. "I don't want to have babies, but I couldn't combine us and get rid of the pregnancies." She kissed Colin and said "Colin, I couldn't do anything else. All I could do was fix their race."
"Fix their race?" wondered Rob.
"Yeah, if having babies sucks, having a black and white baby when I'm not black or white would suck more."
But with all that fixing, the situation was still pretty complicated. A bit over a week ago, there were three young teenagers. Now there was:
Bryan
Rob
Rob's female twin Bobbie, 9 months pregnant (and who could give birth any moment)
Colin
Colin's female Asian-version twin Colleen, 6 months pregnant with two babies, married to and in love with Colin
There was still a lot to do to fix things further. What could they do?