Suddenly Zoe found herself wearing an exact copy of the outfit she saw in front of her. The outfit had no pockets, and so the wishing stone that had previously dwelled there fell from her hip and landed on the floor with an audible THUD.
"Wait," Zoe stood up and examined herself, "I just wished for this, and it came true!"
She saw the rock on the floor, a stone she's never seen before.
"Where'd that come from? Did that make my wish come true?"
Zoe picked up the rock tenderly and looked around for something to experiment on. She decided to put some varnish on her nails, since she was going to do that shortly anyway.
"I wish my fingernails were varnished with black varnish."
The stone in Zoe's hand flashed and her nails turned black right after.
"Cool! I wish my fingernails were and inch longer."
Her nails grew longer, just as she'd asked. Zoe marvelled at the real, actual magic in her hands. Her mind spun at the possibilities of what she could do with this stone! She could make herself a beautiful goth! She could curse her enemies to be hideous trolls or worse, cheerleaders!
As Zoe contemplated her next step, Jon slowly awoke in the next room...
