//------------------------------// // Okay she's nuts. // Story: Magical experiments and why you should avoid them // by PlayerError404 //------------------------------// Hey, quick question, if you suddenly became a girl (All female readers may ignore this paragraph) And your parent had no strong reaction to this change, would you be a little confused? Expecting something worse? You know anything? Because I had and Mom... She was taking this amazingly well... "Oh it is a little off putting, I mean, are you okay Glare?" Mom asked turning to look at me. "I hate it." I said simply. "Ah, not so good, although, are you physically fine?" She asked. I, I, was she real? Like honestly I know she's my mother but really? Frigging really? "No. I have boobs, I'm not meant to." I said, hoping she would understand the problem. "Well yes that would be an inconvenience." An, an, an inconvenience?!?!? "I, I, I, What!?" "Well you're not happy obviously, although you appear to be fine." I do not get my mother. "We clearly have different definitions of fine." "Are you going to die within the next five minutes?" Mum asked, looking down at me seriously. "I, No..." "Then you can live with it for now, now let’s eat Pizza." ... "So..." Blooming said, looking at me as I scowled at her over my Pizza. I slowly gulped down my current mouthful to stare at her. "Glare stop being rude." Mom said curtly. I looked at her. "You do realise it's her fault I'm stuck like this right?" I shot back and I swallowed the next mouthful. "Technically it's your sisters fault, she cast the spell." Blooming pointed out, I looked over at her. "And who put the book online for her to get it?" "Okay going to be honest here that was just the biggest coincidence ever, I just needed cash to pay of my student debt and I don't like that book." She said with a scowl. "I thought your nightmare inducing rabbit thing said you where looking for Dazzle?" "Well yes I was, but with a tracking spell, I'm not astronomically stupid enough to put a spell book online and prey the right person finds it." She shot back, swallowing her own slice before taking another. "It's not like I was even expecting to find her so soon, I thought it was going to take years before I found her, even if I did it's not like I needed the book, I got all the spells in it memorized anyway." "So basically I'm stuck like this because of dumb luck?" I asked, looking at her, a strange twitch in my face as I processed this information. “Yeah basically.” Blooming said, taking another gulp before looking around. “Oh for, it’s not my fault!” “You put the stupid thing online!” I shot back. “Yes, I put a spell book written in gibberish online, you are aware literally no one could get anything useful out of that book unless it was your sister or another magic user right? Seriously I cannot believe I have to explain this! Anyway, it’s not like being a girls that big a deal...” Blooming shot back. “I, I argh!” I yelled, standing up and grabbing three more slices onto my plate before storming out of the room. Apparently becoming a girl gave me the maturity of a five year old. ... “Glare...” I said, looking after my brother as he/she stormed out, I didn’t know what to do, what could I do, I, I... “Give him some space.” Mom said, looking at me before turning to Blooming. “Can you fix him?” “Temporally, sure, I could defiantly give him twelve hours to use but after that no, he’d be stuck.” She said, looking around aimlessly as she munched on some pizza. “Is that it?” I asked, I’d found it in the book, but I kinda hoped the person who wrote it could... “Sadly yes, that’s it, Trust me on this that books previous owner...” Blooming shuddered. “Look he was unpleasant, I’ll say that much. But he’s dead now, disintegrated and hopefully I’ll never have to think about him again.” “Well that’s great, doesn’t solve his problems though does it.” I shot back, my cynical edge returning, once I got over the initial wonder of what she could teach me I kind of got angry again and stopped feeling so in awe, especially seeing as she was such a slob. “I’m sorry didn’t you want him to be a girl?” Bloomiung asked. No, no, no, no, no. “No, as a matter a fact I wanted him to shut up for a few seconds, permanently stuck in a body he hates! No, surprisingly enough I didn’t want that!” I yelled back, anger glowing within me... Wait why was she smiling? “Thank you Dazzle.” She said, getting up from her chair and walking over to me, setting her plate down on the table as she hugged me. “Erm... What are you doing?” I asked, trying to wriggle free for fear of getting crushed to death by her ginormous chest. “Sorry...” She said, backing off and rubbing the back of her head slightly. “...Just, well let’s say there’s a reason I’ve only had one apprentice before; You expressing regret over what you did... you’re already a thousand times better than she was.” “Wait before? You look nineteen, when the hell did you have an apprentice before now?” “You would be amazed what sort of people you can find while babysitting.” Blooming responded, giggling slightly. “Though I will admit that physic kid was a lot of fun...” “As interesting as this sounds.” Mom cut in. “I think I’ve given light enough time to cool off, I better go see what he’s doing. Miss Spectre?” She said, turning to look at our guest. “Yes?” She asked, looking like a she’d been caught with her hand in the cookie jar (It is a terrible fate I myself have fallen victim to many a time) “I expect you to take care of my Daughter and make sure my Son can return to being my son as soon as possible, is that clear?” She said in the kind of tone an army general would address their troops with. “Yes Ma’am.” She said in a squeaky tone. I actually giggled in response. “Good, now I have a son to comfort.” Mom said, leaving the room and heading upstairs. Leaving me and Blooming alone in the sitting room with the pizza. “So... What’s with the roses?” I eventually asked. “Oh these?” Blooming asked, fingering the flowers growing out of her hair as she snapped back to reality. “Funny story their...” ... I wish I grabbed more Pizza. I also wish I wasn’t an immature idiot, seriously the fuck was I thinking there? And for any smart asses out their saying ‘You weren’t’ then... Yeah... That’s probably right. I grabbed my head and flopped backwards in frustration. I didn’t want this! Why, Why was I, why was Dazzle! ARGH! Knock knock. “Glare, can I come in?” “Sure.” I said, staring up at the ceiling as Mom pushed the door open, stepping in and looking at me. “You’re a mess.” She said as she sat down next to me. “Really? Am I? You know I never noticed.” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm as I looked at my new chest. “Don’t take that tone with me young man.” She said simply. I suspect it was because she used the right pronoun, or perhaps it was the tone which every child has inbuilt into their reactions I propped myself up to look at her. “Sorry, I...” “I get that this is hard on you.” She said, moving her arm behind me so she could get me into a proper sitting position. “Is it bad it doesn’t feel like it should be?” I asked, looking over at her. She raised an eyebrow at me. “Really? Why’s that? Why should this be easy? I don’t know about you but if I suddenly became a man I think I’d be rather put off by it.” “I know, it’s just...” I looked around, I’d spent so long agnsting over this, I knew what the problem was, but why was it a problem? “What is it? you can tell me.” Mom said in a tone I just couldn’t not respond to. “Why does this bother me so much?” I eventually said, looking around and down at my new body parts. “Why wouldn’t it?” She asked, looking at me as if I was crazy. “I mean their boobs! I see them all the time, I like them! But then, why, why...?” I said, looking down at my chest, one of my hands off handily moving up and gripping one of them. “If you play with them they’ll fall off.” Mom said. I snorted back at her: “That wasn’t true for the other thing so why would it be true for this? Anyway... I’d actually like these to fall off.” I muttered, my joke dissolving into me moping again. “Well you’re right in saying that won’t work, but why do you think you shouldn’t be upset by this?” She asked in response. “Because, because, I’m still me inside, I’m still who I was up here but... Inside, it’s all wrong, I, I, I don’t want to be this but everything I do just says... Urgh this is stupid.” “No its not, keep going.” I jolted my head around to look at her, determined to make sure she wasn’t morphing into an anthromorphic rabbit, after confirming she wasn’t I answered: “Because, because, because I’m still me! This shouldn’t be such a big deal...” “Your body is part of you.” Mom said simply. “It being wrong is obviously going to affect you, honestly why would you think otherwise?” “Because it’s stupid...” I muttered, feeling ashamed of myself as I said the words. “No it’s not. It’s your body and it’s not how you want it to be, there’s not a problem with that.” I sighed deeply, falling over and flopping out on my bed again. “I... Why can’t I get a consistent mind set on this!” I said, raising my hands into the air and shaking them violently. “Why do I have to keep flip flopping everywhere! Why can’t I just figure something out and...” “If that’s what you want then do it.” Mom said simply. “What?” “Someone else can’t make a choice for you. You also can’t make a choice for someone else’s sake, make a choice and stick to it, even if it’s hard and you don’t feel like you can, you have to try if it’s what you want.” Mom said, looking at me as I flopped backwards. “The night this happened, I told Dazzle I could stand this for a while...” “Can you?” Mom asked. “I, Maybe... I don’t want her to worry but I can’t act like this isn’t bothering me... And she knows it is... I just...” “It’s okay. This isn’t something someone should have to go through, But don’t worry, Blooming’s working on a counter spell; Believe me I made sure of that. Dazzle defiantly won’t stop trying, I know my little girl and she always tries to make up for what she’s done wrong.” “Didn’t she burn the kitchen down trying to bake more cookies to replace the one’s she ate?” I asked, a laugh escaping from my lips as I remembered that particular visit from the fire service. “Well so long as she doesn’t burn you down it should be fine.” Mom said, a small smile on her lips (I suspect it would have been bigger if one of her kids hadn’t nearly burned to death that time {And if you’re wondering how as her brother I can make fun of that it’s very easy, she made it out.}) “She learned how to make something non flammable.” I said simply, thankful for that personally now I realised getting burned was a very real prospect. “That’s a relief... Can you come back down yet?” Mom asked, looking at me as she said that. I had to think about it for a little while; Was I? I mean, what if... No. No I wasn’t doing this, I was best when I acted and I could do this. “Yeah... I think I can.”