Mac: Well....there is one thing, but....naw, you wouldn't want to give it to me.
Frankie: Try me.
Mac: No, i'm sure you wouldn't.
Frankie: Never know until you ask, right?
Mac: I guess. I was thinking maybe....a kiss?
Frankie: Huh?!
Mac: Sorry! It's just...ever since Timen changed me, i've been feeling..different, y'know? Like....like different about you.
Frankie: Oh OH! Oh. Uh, Mac, i think you may have gotten hormones.
Mac: Gotten what?
Frankie: Hormones. It's what makes a guy like a girl as more than a friend.
Mac: Huh? You mean like a girlfriend?
Frankie: Well, not always...i mean, yes. Like a girlfriend. Anyway, it's just hormones talking. What do YOU want?
Mac: Well, actually, i want a kiss. I mean, yeah, hormones are influencing me, but it's still basically my own decision, right? So, that's what i want.
Frankie: I see....Well, i mean....its nothing against you, but...you are still basically eight years old.
Mac: How so? I'm taller, my voice has changed, i have hormones now, apparently. How am i eight?
Frankie: Um, you were born eight years ago?
Mac: What does that matter? I'm grown up in all the important ways!
Frankie: What about when Timen changes you back to the age you were two days ago? If i kiss you now, you'll never be able to look me in the eyes again.
Mac: Sure i will! I mean i could after you kissed me that other time.
Frankie: What? When was this?
Mac: When i filed all that paperwork for you so you could go with your friends. You said i was...
Frankie: ..the greatest. Ok, i remember now. If it's another kiss on the forehead, you should'a said so. I was scared for a minute there! I thought you wanted one like on the lips. |