The Mini-You Meme

[karaspencer]

You're not quite sure how it happened -- you ate some strange candy, made a wish, pissed off a witch, whatever -- all you know is that you're now reliving your childhood (literally). Write a short drabble explaining your thoughts on this predicament and then open the thread up to allow your friends and family to come mock you shower you with love.

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[dial_a_psychic]

It's not one of his habits to wake up early -something before 11 am in his book- and much less to go and celebrate that fact at his father's place. But then, his Mom is in town and he had arranged to be early at Henry's place to be sure that Kara wouldn't sneak out of the family reunion.

God, he hated owing favours to his Dad.

The first thing Shawn noticed when he walked in was the nice smell coming out of the kitchen, his eyes drifting immidiatly to the kid, who was giving him her back and using his Dad's stove. An here he tought the stove was forbiden to little children and him inside of his Dad's household.

"Now Dad's renting Oompa-Loompas?"

Ignore the default icon -- stupid work

[karaspencer]

"Look, Shawn, just because I'm short doesn't give you the right to..." Kara turned from her pancake and mess making mission to give her brother a displeased look.

And it was Kara. There was no doubt about that. She looked exactly as she had...what? 14? 15 years ago?

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

No prob. *pets* Work always finds a way to screw up awesomeness

[dial_a_psychic]

Shawn blinked. Blinked twice behidnd of his shades.

Since when his Dad was hidding a... little cousin that looked exactly like his baby sister and hiding her in the basement?

Very slowly, he took off his sunglasses and placed them on the kitchen table, trying to find an explanation to all of this.

"You're... Uncle Jack's?"

Okay, Uncle Jack having kids isn't rational at all, but a dude can try, right?

Right? Ugh. At least we're closed the rest of the week.

[karaspencer]

"Nooooo. Are you okay? Did you fall off your bike on the way over? Are you trying out experimental drugs to make money again?" Because those were the only reasons Kara could think of that her brother would assume she belonged to her uncle. But then Kara hadn't seen herself in the mirror yet.

"Dad went to battle the grocery store -- or so his note says. Don't know where she is. But I was hungry so I thought pancakes. Chocolate Chip pancakes with whipped cream and sprinkles! Don't know why, but I was craving them like crazy when I woke up!"

Lucky you. I still gotta work and I have a couple of classes left.

[dial_a_psychic]

"Dad? Who do you mean exactly with Dad?" He stands, partly because it seems the right thing to do and partly because he needs to take a step back from the mini body snatcher.

"Who's your Dad? Is it that Russ-ell Terrier a-hole? You're Kara's, right? She's been hiding you under her bed for how long?"

He knew about keeping skeletons in the closet, but a whole kid?

Ugh. My sympathies.

[karaspencer]

"Dad, Shawn. As in the same man who has been our father for the past...how old are you now? 30 years? And what the hell does Russell have to do with anything? What are you even talking about? I am Kara! Your sister. The cuter, smarter, cooler Spencer. What has gotten into you this morning?" She turned back to her cooking then, just rescuing a pancake from burning.

"Want breakfast?"

Meh, thanks. ;_; I have to go to a class now, but I'll be around later, of course. <3

[dial_a_psychic]

Shawn licked his lips. Not only because the smell was awesome and it was making his stomach grumble like a bear in heat or something like that. But also, because there where so many things going through his mind right now that his mouth needed to be prepared before pointing some of this stuff out.

"Okay..." He cleared his throat as he walked towards the cupboards. "You know that most of those statements are debatable. The funny things is, we both know that you being the cuter, smarter and cooler would be usually the wrongest one."

He picked out a big shinny pan and put it on front of Kara's face.

"Well, I've got news for you, baby sister."

Awesome. Me too. I should be around tonight for a bit.

[karaspencer]

It took Kara a minute to register just what she was seeing in the pan. That...that was her. But she was...

Was that even possible? She was...what? Ten at the most? MAYBE eleven?

"What the hell? Shawn! What's going on? The fuck! Why the hell am I a kid? Why aren't you a kid? Is this why I was craving pancakes? Is this the universe punishing me for something? Mom's here! I can't be eleven with mom here and dad...and I'm supposed to be cooking...we need to fix this. We need to fix this RIGHT NOW. How do we fix this?"

Was there anyway to fix this? Probably not? Even as she stood there ranting at Shawn, Kara had the sinking feeling that this was one of those things you had to "ride out". She hated that.

[dial_a_psychic]

Shawn pulled a face and covered his ears. It was bad enough to hear to his baby sister ranting when she was being her normal age annoying self. But this loud, demanding, high pitched voiced 10 year old.

"Calm down," he raised his palms as if trying to shield himself from all the yelling, "Just try to calm down. Okay, first? We can't think with empty stomachs, so, pass me some pancakes."

[karaspencer]

With a grimace, she handed Shawn the plate of pancakes she had made and the can of whipped cream. Obviously this just meant that she needed to make the next batch with EXTRA chocolate chips. That would make everything better.

Pouring more chips into the batter, she laid out another pancake in the pan before, "Shaaaaawn. Can you get me some coffee? Please? I have to watch the pancakes. Pleeeeease?"

What the hell were they going to do? How could she take care of everything that had to be done today. She could barely reach the top shelves of the pantry.

[dial_a_psychic]

"I don't think ten year olds should be drinking coffe." Shawn mumbled as he covered the puncakes with whipped cream. Dude, she might be horrible in the kitchen, but there's some things that Kara could cook like a professional chef. She should change her name to the one of the rat in that animanted movie he wouldn't even bother to mentally pronounc.

"What about getting an ice cream after break fast? I could do some ice cream right now."

[karaspencer]

"And if I was actually ten I might be inclined to agree with you. But I'm not. So spare me the lecture on how milk will do my body good and get me some damend coffee. Thanks." Yeah. You tell her that she should have the same name as a rat and you see what happens. It is going to end in no more pancakes for Shawn.

"Ice cream? Really? Oh! Wait!" She abandoned her cooking to quickly dash over to the freezer and pull open the door. Just as she thought -- a pint of chocolate ice cream just sitting there waiting. "Let's put ice cream ON our pancakes! And then we can take them in the living room and watch the parade. Please, Shawn?" Did she just say that? That was a horrible idea. The ice cream, not the parade. Kara loved the Thanksgiving Day Parade. It was the only thing that ever made her consider living on the East Coast. But then someone pointed out that there was cold and snow and yeah...

But ice cream on pancakes. No one did that! Unless you were Shawn. Or ten. Oh god...she was starting to think like a kid. They needed to fix this.

[dial_a_psychic]

His eyebrows went way up high at the mention of ice cream plus pancakes! Why hasn't he thought about that before? Oh, right. He's eating. His guy mind can only deal with one plate at a time this early, which is again another proof of why the day should start after lunchtime.

"Okay, you might be a midget but I'm digging your midget thoughts." He mentioned as he reached out and pulled the ice cream pint out of her hands. He looked at his sister just as he covered -his already covered in whipped cream- pancakes with theh chocolate froozen dessert.

Okay, this brought a lot of memories. Which he wasn't totally sure if it was a good thing. But... It was cute to see his sister like this again. Seeing her so little gave him a renewed older brother feeling he thought he had forgot some time ago.

[karaspencer]

"Awesome!" She finished making the rest of the pancakes before grabbing herself a plate and piling on the ice cream, whipped cream, and sprinkles. She was going to be one hyper Kara before too long. "All right! Ready!"

Completely ignoring the mess in the kitchen. Something normal Kara would never have been able to do -- being the type who cleans as they go along, she ran out into the living room and began flipping through the channels looking for the parade. This was even better than cocoa puffs. They should have chocolate chip ice cream pancakes every day. THAT was be...

"Sha-awn...come on! You'll miss Snoopy!" Surely fixing this could wait til after the parade, right? They did need to eat breakfast, after all. And then well..by that time they might as well watch til the end. Cause it would just be silly not to. And...yeah. Yeah. Thay'd be fine.

She'd just have to have Shawn help her find a box of her old clothes in the attic so she'd have something to wear.

[dial_a_psychic]

He glanced at his little sister and back at the kitchen a couple of times. With a little shrug, he finallly followed her to the living room. If his sister wasn't going to worry about the mess in their Dad's kitchen, who's he to make that poor little thing feel guilty about it.

Oh no, childhood traumas are worth living only once in your life.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Shawn said as he sat next to Kara. He took a very big bite of his breakfast, smearing a good portion of both the ice cream and cream over his nose and chin.

He glanced down at his little -littler?- sister, a thought flashing through his mind.

"What did you had for dinner last night?"

[karaspencer]

"What?" With her mouth full of pancake, the word was barely audible. But the point was clear enough. "Uh...I went for Chinese with Fiona and Lina, why? I needed a vent fest before I dealt with Mom."