Kevin looked down at the cute grey poodle drinking water. He would occasionally speak to it, and he had been doing it more and more often. For the poodle was really Sarah McMillan, cheerleader, all-around bitch, and the one person who had thought something was really wrong with Jon.
"I don't know, Sarah," he said. "The world's at peace, mostly, and nobody gets picked on at school... but every time I look at you, and at myself, I wonder if it's really the right thing. I mean, me, I'm not Karyn any more, and you're not anyone."
Suddenly the poodle spoke up. "Oh, you're so right, Kevin," it said.
Kevin yelped. "Y-- you!"
"And at the same time so wrong," it continued. The poodle, in a split second, morphed into Sarah McMillan, the popular girl who, thanks to Jon, nobody remembered any more.
Kevin backed away.
"Kevin," said Sarah. "I've been waiting, waiting, until the right time to talk to you. I'm not going to hurt you for feeding me dog food. Besides, I swapped in a real dog when I needed to do that. I need your help."
Kevin continued to back away.
"Please listen, Kevin! If I was going to hurt you, if there is any way I can hurt you now that you're protected by Jon, don't you think I'd have done it by now? We have to do something. What Jon is doing... it's unfair. It's wrong. "
"What do you know, Sarah? Everyone liked you! You don't know what unfair is!"
"That's crap! If you think nobody hates me, you haven't been paying attention to anyone. Least of all yourself and Jon. You don't honestly think I became a cheerleader by waving my breasts at someone? And this isn't about us. It's about Steve and Moose and Chaz. It's about that poor minimum wage guy at McDonalds who gave Jon the diet Coke by mistake and got his head turned into a giant hamburger. I hear he got eaten by roaches. It's about that woman who couldn't use her can of Mace against a rapist because it's a chemical weapon, and Jon got rid of those. It's about turning the entire male population of Saudi Arabia into pregnant women. It's about Jon controlling the President...."
"He's only making the President do good things. If Jon was really power-mad, wouldn't he be ruling the world?"
"You don't have to be power-mad to be evil. And maybe some day Jon will decide to rule the world. What are you going to do then?"
"What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to talk to him, Karyn. As you said, he isn't ruling the world. I think there's one last chance that someone might be able to convince him this is all wrong. Someone like you. And I think deep down you know Jon is wrong, or I wouldn't be asking you. Do you want to do it, Kev-- Karyn? Try to talk Jon out of it?"
"And if I don't?"
"We fight," replied Sarah.
"I see," said Kevin. Sarah transformed back into a poodle as Kevin yelled out, "Jon!"
Jon materialized in the room, looking as he did before--maybe a bit taller, and with no acne, but very much Jon. "What is it, Kevin?"
"Well, you see..." replied Kevin...
