In the present, Max is now a 33-year-old woman living her life as DJ Fuller. She dated and married Steve a few years ago and they have a son together. She sometimes thinks about the weird things that

Once upon a time, Max Fuller, the always-enthusiastic son from Fuller House, bubbling with youthful zest, got his first girlfriend. Overjoyed, he hurried home with a buzzing heart and rushed straight to his mother, DJ Fuller. She was in her signature outfit, her presence and smile always proving to be a light in his world. Max wasted no time, he blurted out the exciting news to her. DJ, full of motherly pride and affection, swept him into a warm hug. She chuckled gently and said, "I just wish you could've grown up in my time period when dating was so much simpler. But I'm glad you have a girlfriend now." Max, his heart full, replied, "I got you to help me and teach me how to do it right. Love you, mom," before returning her hug even tighter. That night, however, was a peculiar one for Max. He was restless in his sleep and at around 2AM, he had awoken with a start. The room was dark, it felt foreign, it wasn't his bedroom. Confused and startled, Max realized he was not wearing his usual pajamas; instead, he was donned in women's clothes. With cogs of confusion turning harder in his mind, Max stumbled through the unfamiliar house, eventually finding a bright bathroom. He turned on the light, his eyes were met with the reflection in the mirror. A gasp escaped his lips as he managed to croak out, "Mom? What the heck?" Staring back at him from the mirror was not his own face, but that of DJ Tanner, although around 17-18 years old. Scrambling around, he found a calendar nonchalantly pinned to a wall. A sinking realization washed over him when he read the year on it: 1994. Max's heart pounded in his chest, his mind was a whirlwind. And then it happened, his cognition altered, his memories transformed until he only remembered himself as his own mother DJ. The new DJ puzzled over the name Max but shrugged it off. "Why am I awake? Why am I wandering through the house? And who is Max?" She pondered aloud. A moment of realization crossed her mind, where she thought, "Better not randomly say Max in front of Steve. Wouldn't want him to think I was seeing other guys." And with that, she erased her questions, turned off the light and shuffled back to bed, blissfully unaware of ever being Max Fuller. And so, the night swallowed the mystery, leaving behind unanswered questions and unexpected realities.