Treat or Punish

Trate or Punish.

Do not see me with that face Gabriel. - Scolded his mother. – You wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't ruined your sister's Halloween costume. – The boy kept pouting. He couldn't believe that his mother forced him to wear a very feminine pink dress.

Come on, look at the camera, you will look BEAUTIFUL in the photo. – Said his sister to annoy him. He turned to look the other way. – Gabriel... GABY. Please help, or I'll have to punish you by taking your console away. The boy felt cornered by the threats, he didn't want to be in a photo looking like that, but he didn't want his precious artifact to be taken from him either. With no other choice, he looked into the camera and faked a smile.

There, HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU GIRLS ARE – Her mother said when taking a picture of her two daughters in her Halloween costumes. - Ready to go out and collect candy? – His mother asked enthusiastically. – um, um, but this wasn't the deal... - Gaby objected. The point was that her mother would take a photo and Gaby could go back to take off her dress, but she would have to stay home as punishment for putting spicy powder on her twin sister's dress.

It would be a shame if such adorable little girls didn't go out and show off their costumes and collect candy on Halloween night, join us. – Her mother took Gaby by the hand and the three of them walked out of the house. Gaby began to panic once the icy night wind hit her, she was slight, but due to her outfit, a purple dress with a bell skirt, thin white tights and little black shoes. Mother had taken advantage of the fact that she had long hair so, with a couple of ribbons and a comb, she made her a very feminine hairstyle. All this made her experience a series of new sensations that confused the former boy a little. He felt exposed.

Mom, but they are going to see me, and it will be the end of me. – Gaby protested. – You would have thought it twice. – Her mother answered while making a face at her. – Mom, seriously. I DO NOT WANT. – Gaby raised her voice enough for one or another passer-by turn to stare. Even her sister, Lindsay looked surprised.

Her mother, who was still holding Gaby by her hand, began to squeeze hard. – Ouch, it hurts. - She complained, her mother, bending down and approaching her to whisper in her ear. – Don't you dare disobey your mother. Or I'll take you to THE CHAIR. – Those words were enough to make Gaby freeze and bad memories invade her mind. Even Lindsay, who was just watching, wasn't sure she had heard the word. "THE CHAIR", but the very idea of ​​it made her shiver too.

Yes... yes, mom. We'll go... We'll go candy collecting. – Gaby made an effort to use the feminine voice that her mother had told her to do. - You're SO sweet. - Her mother's face changed to a very affectionate one. Still holding the new daughter by the hand, they went out to collect candy in the neighborhood. Even with fewer trick-or-treaters compared to previous years, Gaby's heart was pounding. In each house they went to, the owners would go out to distribute sweets to see two pretty girls dressed as princesses accompanied by a charming woman. They already knew the one in the light blue dress, she was the daughter of the woman present, but the one in pink, they knew her as her family's little friend.

A lovely girl, but very quiet.

THE END.