Chuckling quietly to himself Mikey whispered "I wish that everytime Jon argued with me he would look like, sound like and behave more like a girl".
Jon went into the other room to check up on his brother and found him just standing there grinning like he had just done something he really shouldn't have and also noticed the rubbish still wasn't outside.
"Mikey you little squirt, I thought I told you mum wanted that stuff outside" Jon said starting to get annoyed with his little brother.
"Nah, I thought you'd rather do it. And what do you mean little, he said moving right in front of Jon, looking down at him, trying to intimidate him with his new height and weight advantage over his now petite effeminate brother.
"I meant in age you little brat, you're so immature", Jon said scatching his right nipple which seemed to itch a bit and felt a little bruised. "I just wish you'd behave a little older than a 6 year old".
Giggling at what just happened, and also noticing that Jons hair had grown a couple of inches and got a little lighter in color and face softened a little, Mikey took the rubbish out anyway.
"Well you know what I wish Jon, I wish................"
