"You're right, dear." replied mom, "Put her in special ed. I want you to make her to slowly, over a time of three days once she enters the special needs classroom, forget how to do things, but remember that she used to know how to do those things. I want her to completely forget her potty training as her bladder and bowel control throughout that time slowly disappears. I want her to forget how to feed herself until all that's left is feeding herself with her hands from silicone toddler plates with suction cups that stick to what ever surface they were placed on and drinking out of sippy cups. I want her to forget the names of eating utensils, plates, bowls, napkins, etc. I want her to completely forget how to dress herself and the names of her clothing. Speaking of clothing, she's going to get a complete wardrobe change. She'll need velcro shoes, slip resistant socks with rubberized soles, institutional jump suits with waterproof anti-tear material that zips up in the back and has a spot in the back that has a magnetic lock to make sure she can't unzip the zipper, obviously diapers and bib, a safety harness with leash so that she can't run away from anyone if she tries, and a safety vest harness for when she's in the car and wants to try to cause trouble there. Oh, and there's the matter of language, reading, and math skills. Make her forget all of it when she's at school, but when she's home, give her the language skills of a two-year-old." Dad replied, "Seriously, honey, isn't that too much for Katie to handle? I mean, won't that break her?" Mom responded in an exasperated tone, "That's the point. To break her! I want her to feel her punishment, to be forced to rely on and need others instead of picking on them and beating them up. Besides, it's not like she's doing anything useful with her education anyway." "Honey, to be honest, I don't like this one bit, but for now, I'm going to go through with the changes you've described. Like Jeff, Katie will be called to the principle's office to change her classes. She'll be walked down to special needs where she will spend the remainder of this year and all of the next in that classroom. But know this, kids are going to laugh at her and make fun of her, but she'll be safe from abuse." Mom looked at dad darkly and coolly said, "Make it so." And with that, Dad changed Katie's profile.
The only other changes to the family profile that dad made before logging off of the Chronivac was the fact that the family would not be returning back to this house tomorrow. Jeff and Katie's parents had secretly bought a failing and run-down holidome hotel to turn into their private family home without telling their kids. Jeff's dad decided to let the Chronivac redecorate and redesign the holidome into the perfect mansion for a successful mom and dad and their ten year old special needs daughter and their "seven-year-old" really sixteen-year-old first grader soon to be second grader. The parents were going to enjoy looking at their daughter's reaction to her brand new bedroom complete with wooden special needs bed that was nothing more than a glorified giant crib with pink and white wooden panels with waterproof foam padding and shatterproof glass instead of crib bars. Once she got inside her bed, she could then be secured in for the night to enjoy the crinkly waterproof mattress and the pink padded wood paneled roof that would keep her from escaping if she dared to when others were sleeping. And the best part of it, for her parents anyway, was the latch outside that Katie couldn't reach and pull from inside to let herself out. Of course, the Chronivac made sure to also include a bathroom in her room with no toilet, doors with shatterproof windows Katie couldn't open without a key, plenty of storage for diapers, bibs, special needs clothing, and toddler toys, a special needs activity chair which was nothing more than a lavender high chair looking thing with straps in it so that Katie could have her meals there, and a stain free carpet with "fun" squares in different shades of pink for her to play with her toys on. As for Jeff, his bedroom would be provided with enough to keep him happy, but obviously geared to a second-grader. He even had his own laptop with "age appropriate" software and internet....provided that the internet software had parental controls on it to keep him safe from the dangers of the internet.
With everything sorted out, mom gave dad her approval and dad hit save on the chronivac. Dad took the device to his room and locked it into a special security vault that only he and his wife knew the pass-code for. Mom, on the other hand, had decided it was best if she would order a pizza via her phone app. Once the pizza came in, she'd divide up the pie and give each person of the family their portion. Neither parent wanted Katie nor Jeff coming out of their room until tomorrow morning when they had to get ready for school. She only hoped that they would enjoy their last little bit of time before their lives would be interrupted by their respective principles to be placed into their respective new classrooms. Neither child knew that they wouldn't be coming back to this house for a very long time. They'd just have to accept their new home and their new bedrooms. As for mom, she'd been looking forward to living full time in the holidome. With so many hotel rooms, she and her family could have enough rooms to convert into what ever room that they could want. Weird, yes, but this way her family could live the way they wanted without interfering with each other. But for now....Jeff and Katie's life was going to change and neither knew just how much their lives would change. They'd just have to find out tomorrow.