“I’ll be next.” Called a girl as she got up but then seven other girls got up. “No girl you crazy?” Asked another. “We’ll go up together after all safety in numbers.” Called another. “Cheerleaders stick together.” Called out the fourth.
I could not believe my luck; all eight of the senior high school cheerleaders had all volunteered. I briefly take note of Mrs. Brockman has return minus little Jessica, probably left her in the guest room that was converted into a nursery. She had a baby monitor with her as she took a seat next to Brad and Gabby. It look like she is starting an up a conversation with Gabby.
Snapping back to my volunteers and I noticed what they are wearing. All the senior cheerleaders were white and were born in America so why are they wearing dress of other countries? One was wearing either; a Japanese kimono, a Indian dress, a Chinese Split hem dress, a German Dirndl Haus dress, a Korean Hanbok dress, a Pakistani Alamara dress, a African dress, or a Colombian Dress similar to the one the character Mirabel Madrigal wore in that movie Encanto. An idea formed in my head but first I need more information.
“Okay girls a few questions. Why are you wearing those outfits?” I asked sincerely. The girls look at each other.
“Because they’re cute.” Responded the girl in the Kimono. The rest of the cheerleader laugh causing the audience (minus Brad, Mrs. Brockman, and Gabby) started to laugh. I just sighed as I wished up a laser pointer in my hand and then mentally made another wish. I raise my hand to signal to the audience quiet down.
“I really didn’t want to do this but since they refused to answered truthfully.” I said putting my hand down and put the hand with laser pointer. “I will be using this laser pointer and when I pointed at their foreheads, they’ll enter a hypnotic state.” I finished and turn towards the girls. The kimono girl laugh and pointed at me.
“Yeah right as iffffffffffff” She started to say before i laser pointed at her forehead. She entered a trance like state and stopped laughing. The rest of the cheerleader look in disbelief except for the girl in the Chinese Split hem dress whom seem excited.
“What the heeeeeeee” Started the Indian dress girl but I laser pointed her head as well. Soon I got all of them although as I put the Chinese dress girl in her trance she develop a deep blush as if she enjoyed it.
“Now please line up.” I commanded as the cheerleaders all line up. “Now then going back to my original question. Why are you wearing those dresses as your costumes?” I asked again.
“I’m fascinated by Japanese culture. So are the other girls in their respective dresses. Except for her, she thinks it’s cute.” Answered the kimono girl pointing to the Chinese dress girl next to her. The Chinese dress girl giggled at that response. Well that answered my question now to get on with the main point. I silently made my wish before I turn to address the audience.
“Now this feels like a crime having white girls wearing foreign dresses. Let’s fix that shall we?” I asked as I got to one end of the like and was about to get behind them, “Now as I go behind them from one end to another; I will touch them and they will turn into the ethnicity they are wearing.” I explain riling up the audience. As I went to the other end this is where I touch.
Japanese kimono: Right hand
Chinese Split hem dress: Left hand
German Dirndl Haus dress: Right side of the neck
Korean Hanbok dress: Left side of the neck.
Indian dress: Thumb to the right side of the neck.
Pakistani Alamara dress: Thumb to the left side of the neck.
African dress: Poke the back of the neck.
Colombian Dress: Snack her on the butt.
The girls finished their shifts into their new ethnicities; the Japanese and Korean girl shrank a bit, the German girl became bigger and more muscular. Oddly enough the Chinese girl didn’t shrink or grow, her bust got bigger though. The African dress girl only had her skin completely darken and with the other three skin darken a bit. The Indian girl grew taller while the Colombian and Pakistani girls shrink a bit. For the final touch their hairstyle change to match.
I wish the laser pointer to turn into a hand mirror and got in front of the girls.
“Now as I snap my fingers the girls will come out of their trance and remember everything.” I said as I snapped my fingers. The girls snapped out of and look down at their bodies. I handed the girls the mirror and they took turns examining their facial features.
“So girls how do you like your new looks?” I asked.
“すごい！” Said the Japanese girl who gasps at the ability to speak fluent Japanese. “Ich bin ein großes Mädchen!” Said the German girl who flex to emphasize the point. “난 아름다워!” The Korean girl said. “嗯......妈妈喜欢.” Said the Chinese girl as she looked in the mirror.
“Alright everyone give around to our international cheerleaders.” I said as everyone started clapping for the cheerleaders. The former white cheerleaders started heading back to their seat. SMACK. The Colombian girl came up and gave me a slap.
“What was that for?” I asked her.
“That was for smacking my butt you gilipollas!” Said the Colombian woman as she got off the stage. The last girl on stage was the Chinese girl who came up to me.
“I’m surprised you didn’t take advantage of me while I was hypnotized. I wouldn’t mind being change by being smacked in the butt.” She said in a heavy Chinese accent before turning around and try to twirk me. I grabbed her by the back of the dress and push off the stage.
“Back to your seat!” I said as I calm myself down. I look into the audience, I saw the guys are relieve that I rejected her advances. Good they can have her however I was surprised to see Mrs. Brockman looking at me as if she was impress with me.
“Okay who wants to volunteer next?” I asked the audience.