Figuring it all out

Mum sat me and all the other Dans on the downstairs sofa, all of us wearing something from my closet, loose and baggy since of our bodies.

"Each of you are, Dan?" mum asked.

"Yeah," all three of us said at once, then shot each other mean looks.

Mum had shivered every time the three of us spoke at near perfect synchronicity. "All of you remember going to sleep after having taken the pills, right?"

"Uh huh."

"For three days."

"That was annoying," goth Dan sniffed and crossed her arms over her expansive chest.

"I really shouldn't have taken that many," beach-girl Dan sighed, leaning on one hand.

"This is a wild effect," I said, dubbed red-haired Dan, with my fiery red hair.

"What do we do, mum?" all three of us said un unison.

Mum just gave each of us a look, and shuddered. "Please don't talk all at once, it creeps me out."

"But how else are we supposed to talk?"

"Please, stop," mum sighed and rubbed her head. She first looked at goth Dan, then to me, then to beach-girl Dan. "When I point at you, only the one I point at is allowed to talk. If I'm not pointing at you, then you don't talk. Now let's try this out.

"Do you understand?" she pointed at beach-girl Dan first.

"I do, mum," the tan girl nodded.

"Do you?"

I smiled. "Of course."

"Do you?"

"Obviously," goth Dan sighed.

"Alright," mum crossed her arms. "All three of you seem almost exactly like original Dan--"

"But i'm original Dan!" we all shouted at once.

"Did I point my finger at you?"

The three of us look at each other, and shake our heads, at the exact same time.

"That really gives me the creeps," mum groaned. "But I was saying, on the basis of personality, none of you have changed much. The only thing that has changed to differentiate you, is the cast of your skin, hair, and eyes."

I looked at my own hands, between the pale of goth Dan and the tan of beach-girl Dan.

"For that end, I think I need to rename you to make this easier. Obviously, none of you can be Dan, since that will make the other Dans angry. Meaning, I'll have to give you different names instead. Now, whatever name I come up with, will be final, and you will accept it, okay?"

We all nod.

Mum shivered, sighed, and pointed first at beach-girl Dan. "You'll be Ariel."

"Like the mermaid?"

"Like the mermaid, yes."

"But she has red hair, not me."

"What did I say about names?"

Ariel pouted, and hung her head. "Okay, I'm Ariel."

"Now you will be, Bella."

"What, like that girl from Twilight?"

"Yes, now deal with it."

Bella crossed her arms and sniffed.

"And you'll be Fiona," mum pointed at me.

For a moment, I tried to figure out the reference, but came up with nothing.

"No comments?" mum raised an eyebrow.

I shrug.

"Good, good," mum put her hands on her hips and sighed. "Looks like quite the report back to the company..."

"Mum?"

"Yes, Bella?"

"Can we get new clothes?" Bella asked, picking at the top that strained with her bust.

"These are a bit...restrictive," Ariel said as she adjusted the bulge in her trousers.

"I don't think any of our old clothes will fit any more," I look down into my cleavage.

"That'll be expensive, but I'm sure the company will cover the cost for us, especially for the unique effect mixing those pills were," mum crossed her arms. "What a pain..."