Double Good Mother

The boy felt like he was being stabbed on the arm, a pricking feeling like being bit by an ant and a red-hot knife spreading up his limb; the conversion was taking place and in no time he stood as another Good Mother Nicole. She looked at the room of people. She noted some leaving, scared, but made no effort to pursue them - eventually they would be corrected, those kids. In a clear, happy but somewhat robotic voice she said: "Yes, Mother. You're very right. This place needs a motherly touch." She said, smiling. With a flick of her hand, the Good Girl Nicoles flooded frome the sides, as she turned to the other Good Mother. "Shall we make this entire place into a Good Place?" The Good Mother nodded. "Indeed, Mother." They clasped hands, and from where they stood an energy began to spread.