The young boy to recover Mikey's lost stone was none other than Richy Phillips, the bully in Mikey's class ever since Fred Orr had fallen victim to a previous wish of Mikey's.
For a moment Richy considered the odd stone. It seemed to be simply be a stupid rock, but he had to bring something to show and tell. However, another object on the floor of the bus caught Richy's eye, and he glanced down to spot a peculiar object resembling a tiny television screen. The image was portraying a girl much older than Richy combing over a rather boring looking room, apparently looking for something. The scene itself was rather mundane, but Richy found the device fascinating. Sure, some of his older brother's friends had ipods which could play movies and such, but this seemed entirely different. Far more worthy of show and tell than a regular old rock.
Disembarking from the bus, Richy realized he still had the stone in his other hand. No sense keeping it, he figured. Then again, no sense putting it to waste. Richy glanced around the schoolyard, until he saw Fred, dressed up in his usual sissy clothes and giggling away with some girls. Taking careful aim, Richy lobbed the rock directly into the back of Fred's head. The projectile caused no serious damage, but it was still enough to cause Fred to crumple over and start crying, though since Mikey's wish quite a few things provoked that sort of reaction.
"Oh, look at that, the crybaby is crying," Richy taunted.
"Sh-shut up!" Fred sniffled, choking down another sob and giving his tormentor a furious glare. Fred scooped up the rock, half meaning to throw it back at Richy, but immediately realized that the other boy would just hurt him more if he did that.
"Aw, what you gonna do now, you stupid little fairy?" Richy said maliciously.
"Shut up! Why do you always pick on me? I wish you would just leave me alone!" Fred shouted.
Richy seemed as if he was going to continue his verbal assault, but then abruptly shut his mouth and walked away, not even giving Fred a parting glance. Fred gave a bemused look around himself. Richy never ceased his bullying before unless he had to, and no teachers or other adults seemed to be around to cause his sudden stop. Fred could had sworn the stone in his hand had glowed when he had told Richy off as well. Could it had been something to do with the wish? Fred was too old to believe in magic, but for as long as he could remember (or at least, according to Fred's memory since Mikey's alteration of him) Fred had been enamored with the tales of princesses and fairies and magical castles.
Fred decided to see if his suspicions were true. He looked down at his embroidered blue sweater. "I wish my sweater was purple!" Fred declared, and squealed with delight when he saw his sweater was suddenly a bright violet color. Taking a moment to think as what to do next, the effeminate young boy suddenly had an idea for a much larger wish. Holding the stone in both hands, Fred made his next wish. "I wish..."
A few blocks away, Mikey had reached his destination. Entering a vaguely familiar house and making his way to the room a rather typical room for a teenager, Mikey stripped off his clothing and began to changed. First were his undergarments, a pair of simple white panties and a matching bra, followed by a pair of jeans and a t shirt. Next came socks and tennis shoes, and finally grey jacket. Snapping out of his trance, Mikey Black looked around his new room and down at his own self. Wasn't he supposed to be at school? And why was he wearing his grey jacket? He only wore it when he couldn't find his green one, and he could have sword he had just seen it... But there was no time for that. He needed to get to school, or else he would be late.
Meanwhile, at the nearby high school, Karyn's eyes glazed over, and she set out down the hall, continuing on the chain of change, and taking with her the green jumper that now belonged to Mikey Black.
