"Mommy, be 5 with me." May says.
"You know what? I like that idea. We can be twins." Morgan replies. Morgan concentrates on shrinking to 5-years-old. It's over quickly, and Morgan is now a 5-year-old along with May, albeit shorter. Morgan's black hair was short, unlike May's long black hair, as hers hadn't grown out that much. Morgan wore a pink shirt and a yellow skirt, with plain white bloomers underneath. She also wore sandals. A young hispanic woman walks in.
"Hi there, I see you both are younger than 10 so I was sent to look after you. You guys look so much alike." she comments.
"I'm her mother." Morgan replies.
"I see, so my name is Samantha and I'll get you two anything you want. I'm at your service and care." Samantha answers.
"Can you hold us both at the same time?" May asks.
"I sure can." Samantha answers. With little effort, she hoists both of them into her arms.
"You're a little heavier." Samantha says to May.
"May is a little bigger. When we were our normal ages, she was 5'11" and I was 5'9"." Morgan replies.
"I'm 6'1" so I'd be taller than either one of you. So, what do you two want now?" Samantha asks. May and Morgan mull it over.