"Owww…"
Colin opened his eyes, feeling nothing but pain all around him. He had landed on something that had felt like concrete, and sure enough, he was in the basement, laying on the floor.
He checked his hands, only to realize the watch wasn't there. He must've dropped it on the floor when he landed. No big deal.
He sat up, brushing his hair to the side. His room looked the same… nothing was out of place. His mattress was still the way he had left it that morning. His phone was plugged in on the wall, exactly at the 67 percent he had left it on.
"Huh… I don't think it worked. Did it?"
He stood up, not paying too much attention to detail as he walked up the stairs towards the kitchen.
"Where IS Lisa? I gotta tell her it didn't work, I guess…"
He opened the door and was relieved to see a familiar face at the counter. A person in a familiar red and white sports jersey was making toast.
"Lynn?"
Lynn turned around, looking at who had made the noise.
"Yeah?"
"Wait… who are you?"
"Uhhh… I'm Lynn. You just said my name?"
"You look different…"
"Really? How?"
"Well… your hair isn't in a ponytail. And your shorts are longer…"
"Huh? What're you talking about? Why would I have a ponytail?"
"Well…"
At that moment, another person came through the door, this one confusing Colin even more.
"Hey, have you two seen my shirt anywhere? I can't find it…"
"Loni, you're wearing it. Remember?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah! I almost forgot!"
'Loni' looked down at his shirt and turned around, running face first into the wall.
"OW! Who put THAT there?" he asked, walking back up the stairs.
Colin looked back to Lynn as if he had just seen a ghost.
"Who was that?!"
"Uhh… Loni? Our brother?"
The confused stare on his face caused him to go into greater detail.
"You know… Brother? You have 10 or them?"
"No...no, I have 10 SISTERS, not brothers…"
"Coleen, what are you talking about? Are you feeling ok?"
But Colin was feeling anything but ok. His mind was clouded with thoughts as he feebly asked another question.
"W-what did you say?"
"Uhh… are you feeling-"
"No, no, not THAT… my name, what's my name?"
"Seriously? Your name is Coleen. Or did you change it or something?"
"Uhh…" he said, his mind beginning to fog up. "Uhh, I… I need to go!"
He ran out of the room and to the upstairs bathroom, slamming the door behind him.
"No… no, that's impossible! Lisa can't do that! She's only… only 4…"
He had paused for only a brief moment when he noticed his clothing. He still had his Michigan hoodie on, but his jeans… they were cut off. And they weren't jorts, either: they went down to the top of his upper thigh.
"Oh, my God…"
He closed his eyes and slowly made his way to the mirror.
Ok...1,2,3…"
He opened his eyes. He was perfectly normal. Except for ONE small little detail.
Colin Gomez-Loud was a GIRL.
Now, while you would think that a girl version of Colin would look like a pig with makeup, it felt… NATURAL. She was shorter, and her hair came down to past her shoulders in braided pigtails. Her cheeks were a dark shade of red, and she had a bit of lipstick on, as well.
She stepped back from the mirroelr, only now starting to realize how different her voice sounded.
"No… no, no, no, NO…"
Realizing what was going on, she did the only logical thing she could:threw her arms down to her side and yell.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!"
The world began to feel dark… very dark…
Later…
"Are you SURE she isn't hurt, Loki?"
"I'm sure! I LITERALLY JUST took health class last semester, I know what to-"
"Hey, I think she's waking up!"
"Shhh!"
Coli- err, COLEEN opened her eyes. She sat up, looking around. She was in the basement, On her bed. At least she was comfortable…
She looked around in panic at the faces surrounding her. They were boys, all of them… but at the same time, they were faces she knew. The sisters… but DIFFERENT.
"W-whats going on?"
"You started screaming for no reason," Lynn said. "Then you fell down and fainted!"
"Yeah!" a little boy in overalls said. "Luke picked you up and carried you down here!"
"Well… I just did what I had too…" a boy with a Mohawk said in the back, his cheeks turning red.
"Uh, huh," 'Loki' said, turning back to her. "Well, what gives, Coleen? What happened?"
"I… uhh…"
Try as she might, there was no way she could give a valid answer. So, naturally, she lied.
"It's… complicated. Just some, er, boy trouble?"
She flinched with uncertainty. But to her relief, she wasn't met with suspicion.
"WHAT?!" a boy in yellow suspenders yelled out. In his hands, he held a small ventriloquist dummy.
"A boy is being mean to you?!"
"WHERE IS HE?!"
"No, no, no!" she said, trying to stop a riot from breaking out. "Uhh… it was nothing, really. Can you guys, uhh, leave, please?"
"Are you kidding?! We haven't even given you first aid yet!"
"So? I don't think I nee-"
"And what about your phone?"
"Well, it's-"
"And your-"
"GET OUT OF THE BASEMENT!" She yelled, pointing towards the door. Startled, they all slowly left the basement.
Coleen sat down, twisting her hair with her finger in anxiety.
"What the actual hell is going on?!" she thought out loud. "This isn't possible! I should still be a dude! Not… not THIS!"
She laid her head on her pillow, looking up at the roof.
"And I don't even know where the watch is. Great. Just great, Colin! You're doing so-"
"Colin?"
The familiar voice rang through the basement, causing her to look up.
"Wait…"
"Colin? Is that…"
Coleen turned her head to the left. There, standing before her, was a girl. Except…
"Lincoln?!"
"Well, if you want to call me that, then yeah, that's me," the girl said, running her fingers through her long, white hair. "But people are calling me Linka here. Don't ask why."
"I wont, trust me. I don't even think this is real…"
"Oh, it's real, all right," Linka said, sitting down. "I just had to go on a date with Ronnie Anne!"
"Huh? Ronnie-"
"Well, his name was Ronaldo, but… oh, fhis is just way too confusing for me…"
"How did you even get here? Where's your watch?"
"-sigh- I HAD it… I had it RIGHT UP to 5 minutes left. Then Levi took it and wouldn't give it back until it was useless."
"Levi?"
"Lisa, but in this… world. HE still has it, for some reason. Wants to run tests."
"You're lucky she had another one of those watches for me, Linc. You would've been stuck as a girl forever, then!"
"Oh, God…" the girl shivered, leaning back. "I hope not! So, where's your warch?"
"Well, I dropped it, I think. Can you help me-"
"HAY, LEXX, CHECK OUT THIS COOL WATCH I FOUND!"
"MOVE IT, LEIF, BEFORE I RAM YOU WITH MY CAR!"
"Well, I think I know who has it, then…"
"Let me guess: those are the twins, aren't they?"
She nodded. Coleen sighed.
"Well, then, we need to get it back!" she said, standing up. "Chica, we gotta-"
"Chica?"
"Yeah?"
"No, no, no, why did you call me-"
"Chica? Well, you're a girl, aren't you?"
"Well, technically, yeah, but-"
"Problem solved. Now, we need to get the watch back somehow… but how?"
And so, Coleen and Linka began to plot...