The abomination that was once Beth and her mother was apparently offended that Megan would use such language, even in light of the circumstances. Megan was too shocked to care, though.
“Language?!” Megan said, “You’re a fucking freak show!”
“That’s it young lady, you’re grounded,” the half of the abomination that was Megan’s mother said.
Before Megan could react, the beast marched over and took her keys out of her ignition, shutting her off and preventing her from restarting herself, leaving Megan completely immobile and powerless to do anything about it.
“Mom what the hell! It’s not fair! I can’t move without starting my engine!”
“Well then that should give you some time to think about being more respectful and ladylike,” the abomination said.
The half Beth half mom monster walked into the house, leaving Megan alone and fuming in the garage. It had set her keys on the bench only 10 feet away, but for Beth it may as well have been a mile. She was completely helpless with no ability to turn herself on. She tugged and pushed on her motorcycle lower half, thinking that maybe it wasn’t real and she could free herself, squirming and stretching the leather of her seat/pants, but to no avail. She only succeeded in tiring herself out. If only she could get to her keys somehow. She hoped that no one else got ahold of them. She dreaded the thought of one of her bullies or her ex-boyfriend walking in and taking them. She would basically be their property at that point, like their personal motorcycle.