". . . you did what I told you." Mikey grinned triumphantly at his ballerina sister, who looked with fear to her brother's Genie.
"Don't, please." She said, backing into her bed.
"His wish is my law." The genie said, not a little grin on her face. She did soften the the initial spell she had planned, though, on account of the please.
Jonnie's eyes fluttered closed and then open again. She looked to the genie, then to her master. "Oh, Mikey." The ballerina breathed, "I'm so sorry for yelling at you." She walked to him, arms open wide. The boy froze a little, but accepted his sister's hug.
It was quite funny, now that Jonnie was a girl, she was only a few inches taller than her little brother.
"Awww, What a sweet moment." Sarah teased.
"Quiet, Genie." Both siblings said at once. Sarah obliged, but didn't stop smiling. Mikey had been a little too broad in his wish, and Jonnie a little too nice. Sarah's spell would only last for another few hours.
"So, little brother, what can I do to make it up to you? How can I repay you for yelling at you?"
