Mikey was astonished at the amount of power he held in his hand. He could mess with his classmates all day, and nobody would notice! Or, he thought, maybe he should wait until he got home. For once he'd have an upper hand over his big brother Jon...
But...he suddenly frowned. If no one knew what he'd done...than was it less fun? He wondered about that. He was thinking about it, when he spotted Fred picking on one of other boys in the class. Then he realized it. He'd wished Fred would leave him alone, and wished that he'd wear different clothes and hair, and have different friends. But he was still Fred.
"I wish..." he whispered. "...that..."
