Emilie Silver was the only one who humored her two eccentric Aunts, Flora and Madeline. The rest of the family said they were simply too mad, bad, and dangerous to be around. They had been rogue pharmacists and botanists in the ’60s and ’70s, fueling the psychedelic era with all the basic and new crazy potions of their own.
The fact that they have recently taken to perhaps dangerous play with a large collection of advanced Crispr Kits in their retirement didn’t help matters.
Emilie, however, thought that was just terribly unfair. Also, it didn’t hurt that the two were apparently insanely wealthy, and Emilie didn’t think it would hurt at all, being the only one of their kin to visit and help them out regularly.
It would have perhaps been wiser if she had just limited her help to making lunch and dusting their home and not agreed to be the test subject for their latest project.
“Dong?” asked Emilie when they told her the name.
“D.isguise O.verN.ight G.uaranteed” pronounced Madeline, “designed to create a fantastic foolproof new look in just eight hours or less while you sleep.” added Flora.
“Will you be the first to try it?” they asked with enthusiasm.
“We’ll pay you Sixty thousand to do it, just one dose,” said Flora
“Alright,” said Emilie.
And so the two women set her in a chair and proceeded to do their thing as Emilie downed their potion.
“Just take a nap right where you are, and we’ll see how things look in the morning,” said Madeline.
Emilie was going to insist that she find a bed instead, but before she knew it, she was fading into darkness.
She awoke what felt like just a few minutes later, but she knew it had to be longer. She felt fine, but for some reason, the room around her seemed slightly out of focus.
“Well, our brew sure did its work!” said Flora, “here, these will help,” said Madeline, handing her a pair of glasses.
Emilie put them on, and the room came into sharp focus, as did Emilie’s view of the mirror in front of her.
Impressed was not the word that first came to Emilie’s mind, but it was definitely something like that.
Emilie got her 60 K and a whole new life, whether she was ready for it or not, and she was prepared to do it all on her own as who would believe she was still Emilie Silver, most particularly her boyfriend, or, she was sure, soon-to-be ex-boyfriend.
Fortunately, it turned out that Terry was very much into Emilie’s new look.