Mikey couldn't stop grinning at what he'd done to his big brother - who was now, in fact, his big sister. "How come you're smilin' so big, Mikey?" she asked as she lounged against the hood of the car.
"Oh, just some stuff happened at school today. School stuff."
"Huh - okay then. Oh lookie," she squealed, "Here's Robbie!"
Mikey turned to see a sleek sports car pull into the driveway. Robbie Orr, Fred (or Fredisia's) brother sat behind the wheel, smiling at Mikey's sister. "Hey, Jessie," he said. "You ready for our date, babe?"
"I sure am, sweetie!" she said. "Hey, Mikey, tell momma and daddy that me and Robbie went out and I'll probably be in kinda late."
"Yeah - probably real late," Robbie said with a leer.
"Oh, Robbie," Jessie giggled, "You're so bad!"
Mikey frowned. As bad as Fred had been, Robbie seemed even worse - and he didn't want his sister (or brother, or whatever) going out with someone so creepy.
Fortunately, he had a way to prevent that. With a smile, he pointed the gun at Robbie Orr.
"Hey pardner, don't shoot me!" Robbie snickered, pantomiming throwing his hands in the air.
"Bang," Mikey said with a smile as he pulled the trigger. Immediately, Robbie was transformed into...
