----6:30pm,Saturday Night-----
It was such a special night in a girls life. 17 year old Stephanie Myers was just about done getting ready for her prom, and the cutest boy in the whole world, Brendon Hanks, was to escort her. Her dress was angelic, and her hair was perfect. She couldn't wait for Bren to get there. As she was re-applying her lipstick, her Mom and Dad walked in.
"Hey princess," said her dad. "You look grand. This Brendon boy is VERY lucky to have your arm tonight."
"Thanks Daddy. Mom, is my dress ok in the back?"
Her mom arranged the dress for her a bit, then smiled widely. "Yes, dear, it is."
Just then the doorbell rang, and Stephanie jumped. "That's him.....go answer it....I'm too nervous."
Mrs. Myers smiled and said to come down in 3 minutes.
Mr. and Mrs. Myers opened the door to see a very handsome looking 17 year old boy in a tux.
"Hi. I'm Brendon Hanks. I'm here to pick up Stephanie."
"Sure. She'll be down in a moment, son," said Mr. Myers. "What time do you plan on having my daughter home?"
"Well, sir, the prom is over at 11, and we were going to go get sodas and fries and the diner afterwards, if that's ok. Is 12 too late?"
"12 is fine, Brendon. Not a moment later, though, ok? Can I have your word on it?"
Brendon gallantly nodded his head, and shook hands with his date's father. Just then, Stephanie descended the staircase. All three people looked up in awe at her radiance. She gave her mother a hug, and her father a kiss on the cheek, then turned to Brendon, who presented her with a corsage. She accepted it with a kiss on the cheek, and then said to her parents that she'd see them later. Mr. Myers reminded the young couple about the midnight curfew. They nodded and headed out in Brendon's 1974 Camaro.
----5 hours later----
Brendon and Stephanie were at the Townside Diner with another couple, eating french fries and drinking soda. They left the prom an hour ago, and it was getting late. Somehow, the topic of going to Beacon Knoll came up.(Beacon Knoll was the teenage make out spot) Stephanie and Brendon wanted so bad to go, but knew that they'd be in sooooo much trouble if they did.
"Come on, what's the worst that could happen, Steph," asked Maria. "Your dad flips out, grounds you for a week, and that's that. You only have your Senior Prom once, ya know."
"Well......." said Stehanie, wavering. She really wanted to go. Finally, she broke down and said yes, then convinced Brendon to break his word to her father. The clock read 11:57 when they left for Beacon Knoll.
----7 hours later----
Two very tired, but happy 17 year olds walk into Stephanie's house at 7 the next morning. They were trying to be quiet, but it didn't matter a lick. Mr. and Mrs. Myers were sitting on the couch.
"Well, young man, you broke your word to me. You swore to have my angel home by 12. It is now 7 am. This is unacceptable. We have spoken to your mother and father, and told them what we have in mind as to a punishment. Since you seem to have no respect for elders, you will be required to relearn them. My wife and I are scientists, as you probably know. We work for the U.S. Government in the area of age regression. We are able to regress a person 10 years, either physically, mentally, or both. Your parents agree, Brendon, that the BOTH option is what you need. So, if you have no questions, my wife will administer the beam."
Brendon and Stephanie were both too shocked to say anything; they just stared at the hair dryer looking item in Mrs. Myers hands. As she brought it up, and aimed it at Brendon and pulled the trigger, Stephanie leapt in front of the beam. Instantly, she began to shrink....and shrink....and shrink....until finally she ended up at 7 years old. Mrs. Myers huffed, and re-aimed at the stunned Brendon, and fired the trigger again, this time hitting him. He also shrank and shrank to the age of 7.
The two scientists looked at each other, somewhat in shock
themselves, since their daughter was not supposed to get regressed
too. And the bad part was, the regression had no reversal. The
two would be required to re-grow up. They looked down at they
two 7 year olds and saw that the children didn't seem to mind
too much. Little Steffy was too busy trying to plant a kiss on
the cheek of little Brendon.