That night, Mikey didn't get a chance to use his new power. He thought about trying it out on the lady on the 6 o'clock news, but Jon was there and might figure out what Mikey had done.
Mikey decided to wait until the next day. It would be Saturday and Mikey would have the whole weekend to try things out.
The next morning, Mikey was having breakfast at the kitchen table, when his older sister, Zoe, came in. Instead of pajamas, which she usually wore on Saturday mornings, she was already dressed.
"Mom, I'm going over to the ice rink to watch Lucy skate."
"Take your little brother with you," said Mrs. Davison.
"But Mom ... "
"No buts! I have to go shopping and I can do it a lot easier without him along. Jon is meeting with Karyn. So YOU'RE elected!"
"Oh! All -- Right! Finish your cereal and hurry up and get your coat on, Mikey! And you BETTER behave yourself!"
"I will!" said Mikey, eagerly. "I promise! I like Lucy."
That was true, Zoe thought. He did behave himself around Lucy. Zoe thought he might have a crush on her best friend. She was tempted to tease him about it, but she knew Lucy thought it was kind of sweet.
Within a half-hour, Zoe and Mikey entered the ice rink. They met Lucy inside. She hadn't changed into her skating outfit yet.
"Hi, Luce!" said Zoe. "My mom made me bring my little brother along. You don't mind, do you?"
"Mind? Mikey!? Of course not! He's a little angel!" said Lucy, a dark haired girl Zoe's age. She currently had that hair pulled back in a pony-tail.
"I'm going into the locker room to talk with Zoe while she gets ready. You go in and sit by the rink and wait for us. And behave yourself!"
"I will," said Mikey. He wouldn't wait to see Zoe in her sequined, two-piece skating outfit again.
Mikey entered the spectator's area. Most of the seats were empty. He found one by the side of the rink and sat down.
There were a few people on the rink, mostly young girls practicing skating with coaches and parents. Not too far away, one girl, about Mikey's age, had apparently just fallen onto her bottom.
"E-LIZ-A-BETH!" said a woman nearby. She was about the same age as Mikey's mother, and still pretty, despite a few crow's feet near the eyes. But her personality was anything BUT pretty. "What's the matter with you?! How are you gonna pay for my retirement if you keep falling on your keister!?"
Mikey saw the girl get back up. Her eyes were shining.
"And have you been sneaking cookies again? Look at your fat butt, sticking out from under your outfit! I am NOT gonna let any judges see THAT! They wanna see swans on ice, not walruses!"
Mikey studied the girl carefully. She didn't look fat to him. She looked pretty much like most of the girls at his school. He'd heard about mothers like hers. And how some of their daughters tried to stay so thin, they became sick.
"Now try that lutz again! And if you blow it this time, I'm gonna come out there and spin you around like a top! Unnerstand!?"
Mikey knew, he'd found just the woman to test his powers out on.
"Lady," he whispered to himself. "I hope you'll enjoy being ... "
