There was a quick flash of light. When it subsided, everything looked more or less the same, Jon noticed. He had a feeling it would, though. To see the real effects of his wish, he would have to track down either Mikey or Sally. They were the targets of the wish, after all.
This was well within his power, however, and squeezing the stone, Jon wished himself to be transported to wherever Mikey was at that moment. A second later, he appeared in his own backyard. A rather short trip, as it turned out. Fortunately, no one was around to see him appear out of thin air. He found Mikey playing in the sandbox that Jon knew was already there. But instead of playing with his action figures, he was playing with Barbie dolls.
Approaching him carefully, so as not to be seen just yet, Jon noticed that Mikey had changed quite a bit. His usual clothes were gone, replaced with the type of clothes suited more appropriately for a second grade girl than for a fourth grade boy. He was wearing a cute frilly pink pinafore dress with puffy sleeves, a short pleated skirt and lacy petticoats. His boyish legs were bare to his knees where he wore sheer white knee socks. Black patent leather mary-janes graced his feet. And his fingernails and toenails were painted a bright pink. His hair was a lot longer than it used to be and was set in childish pigtails with big yellow and pink bows. How did his parents justify letting him dress like that?
Jon was about to slip away when Mikey suddenly turned around and saw him standing there. "Uh ... hi, Mikey." It was all he could manage to get out. He was so flustered.
