Dressed in a nice white poofy, snowflake

Dressed in a nice white poofy, snowflake icicles dress, little jenna stood up looking at the mirror, "Is this really me? Why do I look like a kid, I am 16 years old, I am

on the verge of becoming a woman- maybe even tonight. I'm tattooed and pierced in places best left unsaid. My parents are, like, my disciples. So why do you treat me like a child?"

Aunt Koreth smiled. "I'm sure it would be a rather lengthy explanation. But there are others, not just my parents, and some not human, who treat me like a child, my budding niece."

"Is that why you act like a space alien pod child, Aunt Koreth?" asked her budding niece. "Do not!" "Do too. You're a whiny cry-baby alien." "Am not!" she cried, stomping her foot.

Realising her authority, Aunt Koreth sent said budding niece to her room. She slithered away in defeat and quiet agony. Sentient outer life forms should know their place after all.

The GMO pollen from the fake geo-engineered trees made her sneeze all night. The niece offered a home remedy made from pine bark, kept in a jar she carried everywhere. Aunt Koreth

released her Vegan Dogs, huge salivating standard poodles that rushed out into the night, barking wildly at anyone foolish enough to trespass on Aunt Korth's Green Compound. Sudden

ly, a piece of steak ran onto the lawn the dogs, Fluffle and Kurly were protecting. No wait. That was a mirage. The tofurkey they had for lunch was making Fluffle hallucinate. Man,

don't give Tofurkey to your dogs like I did. Fluffle and Kurly were racing about, drooling savagely, and knawing everything in sight: the tree, the postman, the house, Aunt Myrtle!

Aunt Myrtle has a wooden leg though. She took advantage of it and put a sedative in it. Now Fluffle and Kurly are sleeping peacefully while she whittles a new leg.