"What the fuck did you do, shrimp? Why the fuck am I a girl? You'd better explain yourself, cause if you don't, I won't as feminine as you thaught I'll be!"
"But, (sob) I just wanted you to (sob) play with me! I didn't (sob) know how I did this! I-I just say it because a sister (sob) would hunderstand how I feel!"
"Well now you know that being a boy or a girl doesn't change anything! You are now saying that you're both sexist and stupid! Tell your genie to change me back cause I won't be that nice the third time I'll tell this to you!"
"You're just so mean! I (sob) just think you would (sob) hunderstand with that, but now I (sob) just wish you would have your personality fixed on your feminine feminine body!"
"What did you just said, little asshole?"
You rise your hand to slap her. "Granted!"
As you slap her, you feel like something isn't right. You're still angry against her, but you just feel like you shouldn't do that. Then you look at your hand. (Oh gosh! I just broke my nail!) Wait, why does it bother you, and did you just said Gosh? You instinctly look at your nail (Why am I doing this? Oh nooooo, he's broken!)
"Hey sis, pleaaaaaase change me back! I'll be sooooo nice, Ok?" (Why the fuck am I talking like this?)
You hear someone knocking at the door. (Gosh, I invited Hallan this afternoon, It's totes the bad timeee! I don't my bud to see me like this, and I' not even well dressed!)