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Lisa complies, nervously. She does not recall creating something of consequence.

Lisa: Y-yes, male parental unit?

Lynn Sr.: Lisa, we've tolerated your shenanigans in the past, but switching your sister's body with the dog is unacceptable! Switch them back right now, missy!

Lisa scratched her head.

Lisa: It may take me a few attempts to properly put Leni back in her Homosapien body. I don't even remember creating the device, but I am 90% sure, it is not impossible to return things to normal.

Leni, in the control of Charles' dog mind, bolts up to Lisa and Lynn Sr. on all fours, noticing the remote. Charles Leni's curiosity peaks. It must be a new toy! Charles' memories could not recall the last time he received a new toy to play with. Charles Leni dashed to the coffee table and picked up the remote in their teeth. They gnaw on the device, Leni's pearly whites barely missing the remote's buttons.

Lynn Sr.: Leni! Put the remote down!

Charles Leni does not comply. That was not his name, so he refuses to listen. The dog-minded teen suddenly finds the taste of the remote foul, prompting Charles' brain remembers the place where the humans put whatever they find foul-tasting. Charles-controlled Leni gallops up the steps, prompting Lisa and Lynn Sr. to follow them.

Lynn Sr.: Leni! Heel!

Charles Leni refuses to listen to this new name. They continue their route to the bathroom, the foul-tasting object disposal area. Lisa and Lynn Sr. are still hot on the four-legged girl's trail. Charles Leni sits in a dog-like manner in front of the open porcelain toilet, holding the remote in their mouth over the water.

Lynn Sr.: L-Leni... Don't you dare!