"I'm sorry John, but it is the only way. i'm not going to lose you the same way I did with Jack", mom says sadly. You look at her, seeing that she is clearly reluctant, but there is a determined look in her eye, look she will do this because she believes she has to.
"Wait, turning me into a girl will push me away. I've got a power of my own now. i don't need witchcraft" you cry as mom lifts her hand. Inenvertantly you're doing the same, to fire a defensive shield around you.
"I know honey, you would hate me, for a while, but it is the only way" she says sadly. "Relax, being a girl isn't so bad. I've heard your comments/insults to Mel, how easy it could be when she jokingly told you that she wanted a true twin. I won't force you to waer or do anything you don't want to do..."
"No, you just acting on your fears that my science will adversely affect me. I can prove me science is safe, to me. You've said it yourself, and if it does cause me to turn into a girl on my own one day, I will accept that my own actions caused it" you say desarately.
Mom remains silent, still, lost in thought, and you're hoping she is not about to raise her hand, forcing you to fight for your life. Eventually she sighs, "I just want to protect you from yourself, John. Okay, you've got until the evening before your birthday to prove that your science is safe for you to use. I will order your sisters to fire spells at you, to see if your protective mechanisms work without harming you. I need to look at your lab. If I remain unconvinced, you will wake up the next day and recieve your first magic book along with Mel"
You don't like the sound of that, being turned into a girl permanently for your birthday, but least mom is giving you chance to prove yourself. You know the only other option is to fight mom right now, and while you might win now, eventually she will defeat you, and then girl John. The thought sends chills down your spine.
"Okay, mom. I accept, but only if you keep your word. I've got one week, and if I fail, I get the choice to pick my own style" you say defiently. Mom nods, and instantly the tension between you and her disappears.
For the rest of the evening, your family is back to normal, quarrels and fears forgotten, but you have really bad dreams that night, and you're determined not to allow them to make a witch out of you. After getting dressed, you go see
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