Sarah headed for the door carrying the Random Gun. "Sarah, wait!" called Biff in his nine-year old voice.
"My mind is made up." Sarah said. "This thing is too dangerous. Reggie, call an ambulance for Mrs. Williams ... or that old man that used to be Mrs. Williams. The two of you can tell Principal Davison the Random Gun's been disposed of."
With that, she stormed out of the room and down the hall. She knew what she had to do. The only question was how to do it. A few ideas came to mind. Some of which she immediately rejected as too risky. But she knew the Random Gun had to be disposed of one way or another.
Meanwhile, roughly the same time as the above events...
Jon and Karyn were still in the ladies' room not far from Mrs. William's classroom. Karyn was still a thirty-five year old stripper with sagging breasts, and Jon, much to her dismay, was an incredibly squeamish fifteen year old girl.
"You sicken me!" Karyn shouted. "You've got that magic wishing stone that could get us out of this mess, and you're too scared to use it! How could even a magic transformation gun produce a creature as pathetic and useless as you?! Maybe that's all you ever were! A worthless, whiny little cunt who..."
"Stop it!" cried Jon, sobbing. "I wish you weren't so mean!"
At once, Karyn felt something. It was as if someone had splashed her with water. What came over me?
She stared at Jon, her mouth agape in horror. "Jon .... I'm so sorry..." she said, sincerely. "I didn't mean any of those things."
It was the Random Gun that did it to her, Karyn knew. Karyn had more or less known all along that her mind had been affected as well as her body. She had been unable to control the nasty new personality inside her head, until Jon made that wish. Now, she felt terrible about the things she had said to her closest friend.
"Jon ... thank you." she added. "You set me free. Now, all we need to do is make the right wishes and we'll be back to our old selves."
"No!" cried Jon. "I might screw it up!"
Karyn knew that Jon would probably be a bit nervous about using more wishes under normal circumstances, considering how the wish for 'something interesting to happen' had turned out. But the new personality the Random Gun had given Jon was only making it worse.
At least now Karyn was capable of asking Jon her next request nicely. "All right, you're scared. I don't blame you. But maybe you should let me have the stone. And then I can wish us back to normal and help the others."
"No! You might mess things up!" Jon shouted. She clutched the stone even more tightly. "I ... I wish I were home!"
And with that, Jon and the wishing stone disappeared. Karyn knew right away that Jon had made that wish intentionally. It was probably the only wish Jon felt safe making in her current persona.
Had Karyn been able to see what happened with Jon next, she would have seen that she was right. Jon materialized in her room, and almost instantly shoved the stone into an old shoebox at the bottom of her closet. She then began piling other boxes and old clothes on top of it.
She stared at all the boy clothes in her room. Part of her wanted to change back, while the other was still repulsed at the idea. But she knew she couldn't go down and face her mother. So instead, she huddled in the corner of the closet. She didn't want to face anyone.
Karyn, meanwhile, was now alone in the ladies' room. The noise had quieted down, and she wondered if it was safe to come out. She opened the door, and saw Sarah marching past the room carrying what Karyn recognized as the Random Gun. Karyn briefly saw the grim expression on Sarah's face.
Having been stuck in the bathroom for the past half hour, Karyn had no idea what had happened in Mrs. Williams' room. Nor did she really know what Sarah and the others had been doing while she and Jon had fled from Mrs. Williams.
Karyn paused briefly to decide what she was going to do.
