Becoming Maha

Looking into the wardrobe one more time, Misty let out a deep breath. This was perhaps her best option to get her sisters to listen what she had in mind. Even if it meant pretending to be her mother for a time.

Looking over her options, she came upon a long blue dress. The sleeves alone were more than enough to cover her entire arm, while the hem sat comfortably on the floor of the wardrobe. Slipping out of her own outfit, she made quick work of slipping into that. Taking off her shoes, effort was made to find whatever the matching pair might be. Her mother didn't seem like the kind of person to just leave part of the outfit off somewhere else. No, a pair of blue waterproof slippers sat just below this dress. Slipping them on, Misty's attention turned to the veils. This would be the most jarring of the changes. Part of her hoped that her sisters would be dumb enough to fall for this. If they didn't, she was going to be in one for heck of a time.

Grabbing the veil in question, she got to work fitting it onto her head. Compared to the hijab that was once on her head, this only provided a small slit to see out of. Making sure it was facing the right way, she gave herself a fist pump.

"I'm Maha now." the gym leader thought and headed out.