Before Mark gets to press enter on the keyboard his fat house cat jumps on the computer and messes up with the settings. Mark watches in horror as the cat's paw hits enter key and the computer begins to process the information. Mark tries to salvage the situation by trying to guess what changes just occured but without any logs it's near impossible to find everything.
As soon as Mark finishes the first couple of pages in the program he notices her mother looking what he's doing at his own computer.
"Like, who's this handsome guy at my sight. Rawr..." Mark's mother spews from her mouth as he listens her choice of words very carefully.
"Mom? What did you just say?" Mark asks as he turns his computer chair to face her now changed mother.
As she walks to the room Mark notices that her mother now wear a pastel pink sleeveless top with light blue jeans. Her two G or even H-cup sized jugs swings up and down as she acts like a young adult in her twenties. Mark's sure that for a 38-year-old mother she is quite energetic for her age. She also has a blonde scene hair with fringes covering her eyes as the puffy part of the hair pops up and down as she moves.
"Like, oh my god, did you just call me your moooom? Like, that's like mega uncool." Her mother keeps yapping as if her brain was stuck in past.
Mark quickly checks her mother's profile that she is indeed stuck in the past as her mental age is at 20-year-old while her body is her correct 38-year-old. All the changes are spot on and as you try to fix them the computer still keeps giving you are pop-up that something is wrong with the formating or files inside the computer.
"Like, ultra cool computer you got there." Her mother grins as she is leaning on Mark's computer chair. "Props to you if can handle that beast all by yourself."
"Moooom, I'm trying to fix you but you are distracting me." Mark whines as her mother takes two steps backward.
"Uncool man, like, call me Holly but like, don't call me your mother. I'm not super into that kind of things. Yet." Mark's mother spits as she sits on Mark's bed to watch what he's doing.
"Okay. Holly. Listen. It's year 2025 and the fact stands that you are my mother. Somehow our fat cat messed this old computer and I don't know how long it takes me to fix this." Mark explains to her mother.
"You mean, oh my god, like, that's sooooo sci-fi to hear and all. Like is this the future? Like I need to see my own selfie on the mirror, but rawr, maybe I shouldn't." Holly replies and runs to the bathroom to see her own older self.
Mark tries to ignore her awe and wonder but can't as she drags him to the bathroom with her to show how old she is. Holly explains that how weird it is to watch yourself age in seconds. Not even mushrooms couldn't do this to her.
"Mo- I mean Holly. You've used mushrooms? The magic kind?" Mark asks from her mother.
"Yaas silly. Those ones. I've also tasted some tall boys and done the wacky tobacco when we watched those 80s movies from the flat screen. Those were some wicked chills." Holly pridefully exclaims to Mark. "I also remember how Justin, like, invited me to the big table with all the popular peeps and..."
Mark ignored her mother's ramblings as her mouth foamed constantly. She had something to say and showed her interest to Mark.
"Like, oh my god, Mark, right?" Holly asks from Mark. "Like I just noticed how big my bawbs are. These are some anime sized badonkas."
"MOM!" Mark shouts at her.
"HUUH!? I told you not to call me your mom. It's H-O-L-L-Y. HOLLY! Ya remember!?" Her mother whines as she slams her foot on the bathroom floor.
"Okay, Holly. Got it." Mark mutters as Holly's mood suddenly changes.
"Also like Marky. What's for dinner?" Holly asks.
"Mo- You usually do it." Mark points at her.
"Oh... I do? Like, I'm not a good cook but if you want I can make my special mac and cheese for us." Holly states and runs to the kitchen to make something.
"I hope that keeps her busy until I can fix this damn piece of old junk." Mark murmurs as he begins to open the computer inside his room.