Mike didn't have much time before Jeff came back. He'd already skimmed the intro to the manual and needed more time to try something. It didn't take that long to get a soda. On the other hand, it was an intuitive interface. He found a quick setting to distract Jeff.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Jeff accidentally knocked the bottle of coke off the counter before putting the cap back on, spilling it. He bent down and started to wipe it up, muttering to himself.
That gave Mike a bit more time to enter in his parameters. The truth was, he hadn't had anything going on right now and had been able to agree to stay with his nephews. He hadn't had much going on in his life since Andy's mother died, neither personally nor professionally.
Jeff was under the impression he would be in charge, and that Mike had just stopped by...but it had been planned by his mother. She didn't exactly trust him to take care of his brother. But what did that leave for Mike himself? Maybe he could make these two weeks a real vacation for him. Jeff certainly could stand taking all the responsibility for the time.
He saved the existing parameters, then began to edit them, creating a new reality.
In the kitchen, Jeff grabbed the mop from the corner and began mopping up the spill on the floor. He didn't notice other changes happening around him. For one, the fingers wrapped around the mop handle growing daintier, with a coat of polish on each finger and neatly trimmed nails. His hair exploded out of his head, turning into a neat shoulder length do.
However, Jeff was completely oblivious to these changes, his clothes shifting from a t-shirt and jeans to a blouse and a knee length skirt, or when his sneakers turned into a pair of white flats.
"I can't believe I was so clumsy," Jeff remarked, his voice going up a few octaves. As he continued, he shivered a bit, as the changes moved from outside to inside his body....with organs beginning to change and the space under the skirt suddenly becoming a lot more roomy...and it wasn't Jeff there anymore...it was Jessica.
She finished wiping up the spill and put the mop away, then poured another glass, shivering again as her body leaped from sixteen to eighteen, then twenty...years piled onto her until she was in her mid-thirties.
Mike had more to load in. He was fleshing out the details of Jessica, formerly Jeff, who was now his own mother's sister. He added to the profile that she was keeping an eye on her sister's kids. But, with him having erased Jeff from existence for the next few weeks till his parents returned, he supposed that meant only Cody. But...he decided not to end there...