“Your boss is a jerk,” you say to Erica. You've heard her complain about this Finster character many times before. The guy is a skinflint who treats his employees like property, working them hard and promising them the moon … but never delivering on his promises. “You totally have to get back at your boss.”
“Yeah, I agree,” answers Erica with a fiendish grin. “And with this awesome little bowl you discovered, we can totally do that.”
“So what's your plan?” you ask. “You want me to switch with Finster and leave him trapped in your body? I imagine we could blackmail him pretty good at that point.”
You imagine poor fat, short, angry red-faced little Mr. Finster furious yet helpless, trapped in Erica's body. What a delicious thought!
“Well, we could do that,” muses Erica. “But quite frankly, I don't trust him in my body. And I certainly don't trust him around Melody. Sorry – I don't want Finster in my body.”
“But how else are we going to …” you start to say, then it dawns on you. “You're going to switch with him and leave him in my body?”
“That's the plan,” grinned Erica. “Think about it, little brother. It'll be great: I'll be your boss, you get to be a grown-up for a couple days, and Finster gets to squirm around in misery living the life of a teenager.”
“That's my life you're talking about,” you sigh.
“And you're accustomed to it,” Erica says smoothly. “But Finster isn't. It's going to drive him crazy, having to go to school, obey mom and dad, and get generally bossed around all day long. And while he's stuck in your life, I'll be enjoying myself in his body. I'll be your new boss at work, Erica.”
“I'm not Erica. You are,” you say.
“Duh!” she says, sticking your own body's tongue out at you. “But if this is going to work, we'll have to pretend. For the time being, you are me. You're an adult woman. Your name is Erica. And Mr. Finster is your boss. Think you can remember that?”
“I don't know about this,” you say, starting to lose your nerve.
“Don't back out on me now, Erica!” says Erica. “Come on, big sis! Let's take this bowl to your job and put Mr. Finster in his place! I can hardly wait to watch him squirm.”