I DO NOT WANT ANYMORE COOKIES.
"Thank god." Naomi sighed, slumping against the counter. The poor oven coughed out another cloud of smoke. Because the Berensons ate a lot of takeout, It was hardly used all year. And now they had suddenly decided to make it turn out batch after batch of chocolate chip cookies. If an oven could be indignant, this one probably would be.
SOME LEMONADE WOULD HIT THE SPOT RIGHT NOW.
"Sorry, we don't have lemons." Jordan said wearily.
THAT IS NOT A PROBLEM. Ellimist said, waving his hand. The fridge filled with lemons.
"Lemonade it is." Naomi grimaced, and got out a pitcher.
"Wheee!" Sara came running down the steps. It was way past her bedtime, or would be if time was moving. She had a sheets of paper and some paints. "Want to color, Ellimist?"
SURE. Ellimist took a paintbrush and swiped at a paper a few times.
LOOK. He said proudly. He held up a perfect replica of the Mona Lisa. CAN I HANG THIS ON YOUR FRIDGE?
"Um," Naomi said in amazement. "Sure."
Ellimist made
Ellimist hung it up on the fridge and started working on another painting. A few moments later, the fridge was covered with famous paintings, including a finger-painting of American Gothic, and a watercolor of The Scream.
THIS IS BORING. Ellimist sighed. He pointed the paintbrush at Jordan.
"Hey!" She cried, as her hair turned black.
HEHE. The Ellimist laughed, and pointed at Sara. Sara's skin turned blue.
"What are you doing?" Naomi said angrily. "Leave my daughters alone!"
FINE. Ellimist pointed at Naomi and turned her into a Hork-Bajir.
"AHH!" They all screamed. Ellimist turned Jordan into an Andalite.
THIS IS FUN! Ellimist said, and turned Sara into a Leeran.
"Cool!" Sara said. "I know where you two hid my presents!"
OOPS. Ellimist said. He didn't want to ruin Christmas. He turned Sara into a gold fish.
"Ah!" Naomi cried, and scooped a flopping Sara off the ground. She dropped her into the lemonade.
Ellimist turned Sara back into a girl. The pitcher burst all over the floor.
"Aww." Sara grumbled. "I forgot."
(Can you please turn us back?) Jordan asked, accidentally knocking a vase of flowers onto the floor with her tail.
BUT THIS IS FUN! Ellimist cheered. He changed Jordan into a Helmacron.
"Please?" Naomi pleaded, stooping so that her head blades didn't tear a hole in the ceiling.
FINE. Ellimist sighed. He turned them back into humans. I GUESS I'LL BE ON MY WAY. THANKS FOR HAVING ME.
Time resumed.
Jordan, Naomi and Sara looked at each other in alarm.
"Wait." Naomi mumbled grumpily after a few minutes. "You can keep playing.
Time froze again.
YAH! Ellimist cheered, and picked up the paintbrush. He started changing the colors of everything. WHERE'S THAT LEMONADE?
Naomi glared at Ellimist, and started on a new pitcher of lemonade.
Bring! Bring!
Naomi's phone rang. Everyone froze.
Bring! Bring!
Naomi's hand twitched. Jordan and Sara gave her hard looks.
"Must - Restrain-" Naomi said, sweat pouring down her face. "I can't do it!"
She snatched up the phone, ignoring her daughters' disappointed looks.
"Dr. Ode?" Naomi said. "I've never heard of you. Well, I'll help you file your lawsuit. Full name please. Dr. Ode is your full name?"
Ellimist sighed. I'M BORED AGAIN.
"Want to play barbies?" Sara asked. Jordan slapped her head.
BARBIES? Ellimist said slowly, eye's widening.