You think about the phone conversation you had with your girlfriend, wondering about the reality altering powers of the flashlight and how they seem to make no sense, or at least work by a set of rules you can't understand.
When you turned Gene into a girl save for his greatly reduced member, he still thought of himself as a guy, and was even going out with Melissa, a girl he had a crush on for the longest time. What made it so very strange was how much like a girl he acted, taking pride in his appearance, dressing like a woman and even seeming to think like one.
Then when you made your little brother a little girl and your father a woman, nothing changed about your family other than their genders. Even when you made yourself a girl, your appearance was the only thing that changed, though in your case you know that part of the reason is because your mind was not altered by the changes.
And your conversation with Stacy, was, to put it mildly, confusing. It was obvious that she was still your girlfriend, but at the same time she professed to having no interest in women until she met you, and that she liked you the way she would like a guy.
If not for the fact that you could use the light to set everything back to normal if you wanted to, you would be frightened. For now though, you decide to continue exploring the alterations to reality, to see if there's a pattern to them, or if the light is just randomly twisting things to make them work without attention to logic. That, and you figure it will be easier to stay a girl for a week than change back and forth so you can have a lesbian experience with your girlfriend.
Thinking about that, you look at the flashlight again, pondering using it to do something to yourself, then deciding against it.
With a smile, you put it away and amuse yourself on the internet until your mom gets home. At first, you think that you might ask her about how she met the woman, who until yesterday had been your dad, and when she first realized that she liked women, as well as where you and Lucy came into play, but when she gets home, there's too much to do.
You end up helping her get dinner ready while Lucy watches cartoons in the living room.
When your other mother, formerly your father gets home from her job, you watch the scene play out with a smile.
It's more or less the same as always, except between two women. They kiss, go through the motions about asking each other about how how work went, then you settle down to have dinner as a family, an all female family, with you, tomboy that you are, the most masculine one in the group.
After dinner, everything's the same as ever, you and Lucy help your mom clean up the kitchen, then a little while later it's time for Lucy to go to bed.
Finally, you decide that the time is right to try and learn about how reality has changed for your parents, but now that the chance has arisen, you find that you're not sure how to ask or even what questions to ask that won't seem strange.
Your mother, perceptive as always, notices that how deep in thought you are and smiles, "Is there something you want to talk about honey?"
"Yeah, actually," you say, still trying to figure out how to talk about what you want to talk about.
She motions for you to come into the living room and the two of you sit down on the sofa.
After a long silence, you finally blurt out, "Don't you think our whole family situation is weird?"
To your amazement, she actually laughs and gives you a hug, "Well, I'll admit I was a little surprised when you and Stacy started dating, but no, I'm not upset that you're a lesbian. I mean, some people just turn out that way. You're my daughter and I'll love you no matter what. I was just certain that you and Gene would end up going out when the two of you were in high school. I mean he's such a nice boy, and you two have always been the best of friends despite of how different you are. Stacy's a wonderful girl though, and I'm glad you two are happy together."
This surprises you, but at the same time, it's almost what you expected. Encouraged, you decide to try and find out more, "I guess it helps that you're one too?"
"What?" your mother frowns, confused for a moment, "You mean a lesbian? Honey, just because I'm married to a woman, doesn't make me a lesbian. I may not have married a man, but that doesn't mean I try to act like one. I know you like to dress and act like a man, but I can accept that. It's part of who you are. I'm just an ordinary woman married to another ordinary woman. Neither of us are lesbians."
Despite yourself, you laugh, "Mom, a woman who likes women is a lesbian."
It proves to be the worst thing you could have done, for your mother stands up, "Young lady, I respect your choices in life, but don't you say things like that to me. Not every woman who likes women is a lesbian and that's final. Maybe you're confused about you sexuality, but try to be civil with me."
"Sorry mom," you hurry to apologize, very confused by the whole situation. It's clear that your mom doesn't mind that you like girls, but the magic flashlight seems to have worked a very odd altering of reality with your her, possibly because there's only so much it can do to a person it's not directly used on, "I just...I don't know. I'm sorry."
You then hurry to your room, and spend a long time thinking about the light. Maybe you shouldn't use it any more to keep from making things any more confusing than they already are.