Power Girl pushed her superhearing to it's maximum, seeing if perhaps she could hear any of her friends or some sort of mechanism working around their rooms. Kate's subsequent yelling sounded like a sonic boom as a result.

"Whatever idea you have, Muscle Barbie, run it by me FIRST, OK? I don't want any more porno changes to my damn body thanks to you going off half-cocked!"

 

Power Girl grimaced, hearing nothing but Kate yelling at first but then very, very faint muffled voices far away. Was that Kara?

Dr. Diabolical chuckled.

 

"I'm afraid she didn't follow your advice, Kate. Superhearing, hmm? Nice try but it won't help."

 

Kate screamed in frustration.

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE! STOP USING YOUR FUCKING POWERS FOR FIVE GODDAMN SECONDS, YOU HUGE-BOOBED BIMBO!"

 

"At least I'm TRYING to get out of here, OK?" Karen snapped back.

 

"Girls, girls! Let's not fight. As a gesture of goodwill, I'll let the poor picked-upon Ms. Bishop reverse our usual rules. Power Girl here gets the change this time but what shall it be? Vocal, physical or mental?"

 

Hawkeye took a deep breath, trying to center herself. She knew this Buffy McHugetits was only trying to help deep down, so it would be in her best interests to keep her from losing her mind or fucking with her body.

 

"Vocal." she spat through gritted teeth.

"As you wish!"

Power Girl felt a tingle in her throat and then spoke aloud.

"Um, like, what did you, like, do to me? Omigawd, I, like, sound like a total bimbo or some junk!"

 

Even though she was furious at the high-pitched, breathy squeaks coming out of her mouth, her sentence ended in an involuntary giggle. It was a complete idiot sex kitten's voice, the kind no man or woman could ever take seriously.

 

"I'm like totally gonna kill you for suresies!" she squeaked, giggling again helplessly.