10 From the Pink House to the White One

CHAPTER TEN FROM THE PINK HOUSE TO THE WHITE ONE Franny was delighted. She wore the suit all the way home, and as she saw people, the suit made little changes in itself based on what it sensed they wanted it to be.

When she got home, she looked in the mirror. The Frandidate skin, sensing Franny's feelings, wiggled, and wriggled, and changed. In the mirror, Franny didn't see a little girl who had won a class election anymore. She saw a leader, the president of a country: the President of the United States of America.

The thought made the Frandidate's skin tingle again, like a little more electric power had been run through it, and the sensation made Franny smile.

"Why not?" she said. "Once elected, I can use my genius to do all sorts of great things for people, and if they choose to vote for me, it's not like I'm trying to take over the world or anything. It's their choice."

Franny started to slip out of the Frandidate suit, but the zipper stuck and she couldn't get the suit all the way off. "I'll fix the zipper later," she said, walking around with the skin halfway off. "Igor, warm up my Satellite-Snagger," she said, and Igor pointed the device toward the sky.