"Let's find the rest of my aunts." Brenda replied "I'd like all of us to be a family again, especially since I've never met them before. Just one
question. Are you all Arabian?"
"Naturally." Jeanie replied, smiling.
"All of us come from Arabia." Rebecca told Brenda.
"However none of us took on identities as Arabian females." Beth said "That would've been way too obvious, so we all disguised ourselves as
females of different races. Even you have some Arab in you - you get it from me. Hee-hee!"
So all four djinns got on the magic carpet. Rebecca sat on the front left, Jeanie sat on the front right, Beth sat behind Rebecca, and Brenda sat
next to her mom. The carpet took off into the sky.
Ten minuets later, they arrived at their destination.
Denise was a 28-year-old black woman, who worked as a nurse at a local hospital.
Her work was starting to get to her. She'd just helped a woman give birth to triplets, so she was understandably stressed-out today.
As she left work that day, before she got very far out the door, she saw the four djinns land right in front of her on their carpet.
"If I'm seen' THIS kind of crap," she said out loud "then I must be more stressed than I thought!"
"Oh, poor Denise." Rebecca said "You were always the fun one. I think it's time you had fun again."
Before she could object, or ask how they know her, they focused their magic on her, and in a puff of pink smoke, she was now an attractive
Arab girl with long, pointy ears, long, solid black hair, orange irises, and a good figure. She looked about 16.
"Thanks sisters." Denise said smiling "I needed that! Who's this?"
"This is my daughter, Brenda." Beth explained "In a way, she made this all possible."
"How old are you?" Brenda asked out of curiousness
"320," she replied "and after what I had to go through at the hospital today, I certainly feel like it! So got any plans?"
"We're reawakening all our sisters." Jeanie replied happily.
"That sounds like fun." Denise said, smiling "Count me in."
She sat right behind Brenda on the carpet, and they took off.
"Mind if I comb your hair, sweetie?" Denise asked Brenda.
"Go ahead." Brenda replied smiling, and she started doing just that.
"We've really got our work cut out for us, don't we?" Denise noted "I mean, I couldn't help but notice that not even half of us are here. It's gonna
be a long haul, but It'll be worth it to restore their memories."
Where are they headed next?