-The Night They Were Girls Pt. 1-

"What's up with your voice?,"Fanboy asked Kyle, who had just uttered a sentence in a girly voice. Kyle covered his mouth. He was too afraid to speak. Sigmund held in a laugh.

"Kahl is such a-" He froze as well. Fanboy and Chum Chum gasped. The three of us glanced at each other.

"Sigmund,"I mumbled,"What was that?" He shook his head, covering his mouth now. He blushed a dark red, probably embarrassed since he was about to tease Kyle. "What's going on?" The boys were both too scared to talk again, so I was getting no answers. "GUYS!" Fanboy and Chum Chum pulled the wizard's hands away from their mouths.

"Speak!,"Chum Chum ordered. Kyle sighed.

"I'm not sure...,"he spoke in a low tone,"I-I think the spell had a reverse effect. Maybe we did something wrong and-"

"NEIN!,"Sigmund's girl voice shouted over Kyle,"Sigmund never does anything wrong. NEVER!" Fanboy and Chum Chum broke out in laughter. Sigmund's voice was too cute for his appearance. Kyle bit his own lip to keep a giggle back. Sigmund covered his mouth again with his gloved hands. When the laughing died down, I spoke.

"Well, at least it's just your voices, right?,"I told them. Kyle nodded.

"Yes, lucky us. Maybe the effects will subside by tomorrow morning or even later this evening." Sigmund nodded along with Kyle. Now it was pretty dark out. The streetlights were already lit. I glanced at Kyle who smiled at me. And without having to ask, the group walked me home. It was a very, VERY quiet walk home for once. Kyle didn't want Sigmund to laugh at him and Sigmund didn't want Kyle laughing at him. Fanboy and Chum Chum tried everything they could to get the two boys to speak, but they didn't budge. I climbed the stairs to my front door and looked back at everyone.

"Have a good night guys,"I smiled at them. They all smiled back. Sigmund joined me at the top of the stairs, gave me a flirty glance and kissed my cheek. Kyle quickly climbed the stairs and shoved Sigmund down the entire flight. I couldn't believe it. They were silently fighting! I rolled my eyes after receiving a kiss on my other cheek and walked inside. "MOM! I'M HOME MOM!"

"Okay Rima! Dinner in a few!" Today was a mess. I was just happy to be a girl again.

It was late at night, like SUPER late at night. That hour where you're already sleeping and want NOTHING to do with the world because well...you're sleeping. I heard my cellphone go off, but I didn't bother to answer it. When it happened again, I tossed the phone into my closet where it landed inside my sneaker. Maybe it's one of those annoying people who have the wrong number and keep calling back. I pulled the blanket over my head and tried to get back to sleep when there was a knock at my window. It had to be one of my friends, my room is on the second floor and they're crazy enough to find a way.

I sighed, sat up and faced the window. It was someone wearing a white hooded cape with gold buttons and perfectly stitched ruffled lace. I couldn't see his face but I knew who it was, Sigmund. What was he doing here? And so late at night! Something was fishy and I didn't like it. He gently knocked at the window again when he saw me sit up. I pushed my blankets aside and walked over to the window. I opened it only a crack. He looked as though he levitated up to my floor.

"What Sigmund?,"I groaned. He pulled at the window frantically, trying to open it. "What are you doing?! W-wait! I'll do it, calm down." When I finally got the window open, he stumbled in, letting out an airy squeak when he hit the floor. He quickly stood up, facing away from me, and dusted off his cape.

"Help me." I felt like that's what I heard. It was soo low. It wasn't a whisper, it was just...so low toned.

"Are you alright Sigmund?" I set a hand on his shoulder. That's when I noticed something, I could never reach his shoulder before. He's way taller than me. "S-Sigmund?" He took his hood down. Hair, lots and lots of silver hair fell out of the hood. He turned around slowly and showed me his face. First off, it was covered in tears. It was gentle and girly. Big eyes, beautiful eyelashes. His...well her face was seriously angelic.

"Look...,"he cried,"Look at me. I'm ugly!" I gasped.

"Don't even say that."

"Rima! Look what happened! I couldn't sleep at all. Everything hurt and then I wake up and GIRL!" My phone went off in the closet again and I glanced at Sigmund.

"One second,"I told him, rushing to find it. When I did answered it quickly. It was Kyle. "Hello?"

"RIMA! RIMA HELP ME! HELP ME PLEASE!" He was crying. He sounded like a girl. I glanced at Sigmund who was sitting in front of my mirror, just staring and crying quietly to himself.

"Kyle, K-Kyle! Calm down okay?,"I mumbled into the phone.

"RIMA I CAN'T! That's it, I'm on my way! I'M COMING OVER RIGHT NOW!"

"N-no! Don't!" It was too late. He'd already hung up. I glanced at Sigmund again who's head was face down on my vanity table. I quickly lifted his head. "Don't cry, okay?" He squeezed me into a hug.

"Tell me you love me, please?" This night was just getting more and more bizarre. Before I could say anything, there was a knock on the window. Sigmund's attention shot toward the glass in an instant. He quickly gathered all his hair into his hood and pulled it over his head. Then he slid under my bed to hide. He probably saw Kyle at the window in his cloak. I opened it quickly and let him inside.

"What a mess!,"he complained in an equally girly voice. He swatted tears from his face as he ranted. "I ask Sigmund the stupid for help, and this is what happens!" He was just almost as pretty as Sigmund. He had a lot more freckles and his teeth didn't stick out as much. He had gathered his hair into a short ponytail. "My hair kept flying in my face. I'm gonna kill him!"

"I'm not stupid, you are."' Kyle froze and looked around the room. He turned to me.

"He's here, isn't he?" Sigmund crawled out from under the bed slowly and stood up, facing Kyle. They inspected each other quickly and when Sigmund took his hood down, Kyle gasped. "Look at you!"

"Ja, I know,"he replied. He crossed his arms in a confident matter. He was trying to look more composed since Kyle was around. Kyle did the same and dried his eyes. "This is your fault Kahl, you know that, ja?"

"This is NOT my fault! You're the one who was trying to one-up me earlier with your magic!"

"I do not have to try. Magic comes naturally. You were the one trying to show off." Kyle stuck a hand in Sigmund's face, hand on his hip.

"Listen girl,"he snapped,"Don't you dare try to put all this on me." I held in a laugh. Where was this sass coming from? Sigmund slapped Kyle's hand away and snapped at him. His gloves almost slipped from his small, girly hands.

"Nein, YOU listen! Your crummy magic ruined my good looks!"

"What good looks?! You never had any Sigmund!"

"Wow, you're one to speak."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"YOU'RE UGLY!" We were getting nowhere already.