"Orr, you jerk!" said Mikey, picking up the rock. "I wish I was at home, away from you!" Suddenly, Mikey was at home, and he heard a familiar sound: Yelling. His dad and his sister, Zoe, were at it again. She was probably wearing some skimpy or weird Goth clothes and his dad didn't like it. Mikey stared at the rock, and made another wish. "I wish no one would mind me being home."
As he listened to his sister and his dad going at it, he suddenly had a wicked idea. "I wish that dad's body below his neck would change to match Zoe's exactly, slowly changing and finishing up at six PM today, and she would offer to let him borrow her clothes, since his won't fit, and that he would say yes, and that everybody would notice all the changes... and that he would change back tomorrow morning." He took a deep breath in the middle of the wish, finishing it up after that, and hurried upstairs to follow his dad around and watch the changes.
"I wish that no matter where I am, nobody will think anything is wrong and nobody will kick me out." That was so he could still watch if dad went into the shower. They continued yelling and arguing with each other for about twenty minutes before Zoe was sent to school late and dad stormed into his and mom's room. Mikey followed him in, watching closely for any changes...
