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"Daniel, respect your sister's body!" Susan demanded again, slamming a large hand on the table for emphasis. "Respect it?" Daniel scoffed, doing a quick shimmy. "This thing has moves! You've been holding out on us, Julia!" “Stop it! Just stop it!" Julia's voice cracked, the deep timbre of her older brother's voice making it sound more like a roar. "Mom, why can't Dad do anything about this?" "Oh, honey, that man hasn't left the bathroom since he landed in my body!" Susan groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration.
ReplyDelete"Maybe he swapped with the toilet," Daniel quipped, giggling as he flounced around. “That's not funny!" Julia snapped. "Mom, make him stop!" "I'm trying!" Susan shot back. "But it's not like I can tackle him in this body! "Why do I feel like crying?" Daniel suddenly whined, his over-the-top grin fading as tears welled in Julia's eyes. "It's like... like I'm sad and happy at the same time, and I just want to dance!" Julia groaned, burying her face in her brother’s hands. "I swear, if he ruins my social life—" "Julia," Susan said abruptly, leaning closer to her daughter in Greg's body. Her voice dropped to a whisper, though she kept one wary eye on Daniel, who had resumed twirling on the table, giggling inappropriately. "I think I know what's happening." "What?" Julia asked, glancing up suspiciously. "It's the hormones," Susan explained. "Your brother's never dealt with female hormones before, and your father..." She sighed, gesturing to herself. "Well, let's just say they’re not built to handle this level of emotional intensity.""You're saying they're... hormonal?" Julia asked, her brother's face twisting in confusion. "Exactly," Susan said, nodding gravely. "Daniel's probably overwhelmed by the estrogen in your body, and your father... well, let's just say I think he's finally realizing what PMS feels like."
Julia's eyes widened. "You mean this is why Dad's been hiding in the bathroom?" “Yes, and I doubt he’s crying in there" Susan replied, folding Greg's arms. "And why your brother's acting like a hyperactive drama queen. They're not used to the surge of feelings and impulses. It's throwing them off completely." As if on cue, Daniel burst out laughing, doubling over on the table as he pointed to his own reflection in a decorative mirror. "Look at me! I'm so cute! I should totally be in a girl band!" He struck another dramatic pose, then stumbled slightly in Julia's heels. "You'll be fine," Susan called back over her shoulder. But secretly she couldn't deny the truth. The men of the house weren’t the only one’s struggling with their new hormones and urges. And as much as she wanted to yell at her husband to fix his stupid machine, part of her just wanted...to see him…privately.