Lisa frowned as she tried yet again to get into the website where she had gotten the Regression Watch.
"Stupid Parental Controls." The now eight year old swung her legs a bit in the chair and scowled. Lisa looked to her side toward a mirror and saw she was scowling cutely and not even reaching the floor while sitting in the adult chair.
"Lisa, its about bedtime." That was another thing that annoyed her. Bedtime was for a child . . .like she was now. She brushed her teeth and dressed in pajamas of the Snow Queen Elsa before hopping into bed. Her Mom came into her bedroom and tucked her into the bed, which was both irritating and nice in a way.
It was fortunate for her Mom that Lisa decided to not reduce her to being Lisa's little sister. Not just because it wasn't right, but also she didn't know what would happen afterwards.
In the dark, Lisa struggled to not fall asleep immediately which was very difficult. She considered what was going to happen the next day and managed a bit of a smile.