Frank couldn't figure it out, for some reason his whole family had been swapped around, and he had no idea how to swap back.
Now, all he could do was watch his family fight over each other, trying to get their bodies back. It was pure madness. He figured the best thing to do was wait it out, from his mothers, old, wrinkled body. While he was sulking, observing, and trying to be patient, he noticed her examining his body with a smile on her, well, his face. There was something especially wrong seeing yourself inspect...yourself. Particularly, when it's your mom in your own skin. Frank hoped more than he'd be himself again--and soon.
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