Eve has her say

"I'm not too happy about this plan myself, I do see it working,
but..." Eve paused
"But what?" Dean looked puzzled
"I was turned into a 'TOON'..."
"A bloody sexy toon at that" Dean cut in,
Ignoring Dean, she continued
"I was in a dress and high heels, it was wrong, very wrong."
Eve looked down at her more wanted attire, black cargo's slightly
baggy and a black JMC uniform top, which was covered by her science
coat at the moment.
"So what's your point then about this idea of mine?" Dean was curious
"I'm sick of changing into weird things."
"So am I! I've been shrunk, enlarged and even turned into a Haggis
if you remember."
"I remember that all too well Dean, all too well." A shiver went up
her spine remembering Dean running up her leg to hide, more then
once.
"I just don't feel like turning into a bug or something, what if we
can't turn back? We don't even know what symbol stands for what, we
could punch in anything!" She was beginning to panic.
*Dean slaps Eve's face in the dots*
"... Get ... A ... hold ... of ... your ... self... ..."
She stared at him in shock
"I've always wanted ot do that" Dean smiled
"Just thought I'd point out Dean, I'll be programming the DNA thingy
for most of the crew, including you, I am the head Science
officer..." Eve spoke quite kindly, but firm, Dean still sensed
danger coming.
"DON'T EVER SLAP ME AGAIN!!!" She finally screamed, Dean cowered
"Or you and Jasmine won't be having children."
"I can live with that" Dean brightened up
"And you won't be able to do the things you do to get kids."
"Okay I can't live with that."
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