"I wish that you can never be mean to me again!" The words tumbled from Mikey's mouth. He had wanted to say something else; to make his sister his servant or maid; something to really get back at her. But his wish tumbled out of his mouth, and Sarah the Genie gladly worked her magic.
"Your wish is my law, Master." A swirl of pink smoke wrapped around Jonnie's perfect body and slipped into her ears. The ballerina's angry face settled down.
"Hey, Mikey!" Jonie's voice was high and chipper, "Come here, I'm so sorry that I was mean to you for all those years." She walked forward and gripped Mikey in a big hug.
When they pulled away, Mikey ran his fingers through his hair. "So, your not mad at me for turning you into a girl."
Jonnie shook her head quickly, "No, not at all. I mean, I don't like that I'm a girl now, but I'm not mad at you at all."
"OK, well, I'll be seeing you." Mikey walked out of the room, his genie close behind. Sarah twiddled her fingers at Jon as she left, giggling at her pink clothes.
When the door closed, Jonnie turned back to her ballet bag and pulled a bronze lamp from it; the very lamp that imprisoned Karyn . . .
