((Since Jake hasn't posted in yonks, Im making my own sub plot :| ))
Narko turned away from them and made a stupid geasture with her face, mocking Marina's seriousness.
She muttered a pitiful immitation of Marina and walked away with the arms folded.
She walked over to the triplets who where all looking at something, although what she couldn't see.
Solar reached down, picked it up and waved it around her finger.
"A gun!?" Narko yelled, as the girl aimed it at the floor.
A white flash went up and as the girls where incased in it, three black silhouettes stood there, and suddenly increased in size.
As the beam went away, and the gun flew into the air, the girls held their heads and began speaking in deeper, more intellectual voices.
"I feel different..."
"What happened?"
"Are we dead?"
They all looked down to their feet and screamed.
"THE GROUND IS SO FAR AWAY!"
"OUR CLOTHES HAVE CHANGED!"
"WE HAVE BOOBS!"
It was true, as Narko rubbed her eyes, see saw three, fifteen year old girls in place of the toddlers.
After several minutes of squabbling, they finally came to a conclusion.
"We've all grown older..." Dawn sighed.
"But we've grown mentally..." Luna aid, as she rubbed her hand through her, now much longer hair/
"So... we've been replaced with older versions of ourselves?" Solar asked.
"And it looks like the gun is... broken beyond repair." Narko said, turning to the gun that changed their age, which had smashed into hundreds of peices after returning from the air.
"So theres no way to change us back..." They said together.
"And think of how many birthday's we've missed!" Solar cried.
Meanwhile, Sonya had stood up and began walking over lazily to the doll and vampire.
"You! Crystal maker and Vampire freak! You better be done! I want to find those idiots and make them find the Dragon Balls! I want my husband back!"
"I thought he said he didn't want to be brought back to life..." Narko yelled from across the opening.
"SHUDDUP! HE WAS DYING AND DELERIOUS!" She screamed.
When the coroner cuts me open, I want the whole room to smell like potato wedges. - Gabriel IglasiasCheer's to Craizen for the awesome sig and avy.