Jon's mom had taken good care of herself, and it was most evident in her face; at thirty-something she still looked like a young adult. That face looked unnatural on top of his shoulders, but still beautiful, and the long brown hair framing it was very well-kept as well. He blew himself a kiss before leaving the bathroom mirror, dropping his own head, now with his mom's consciousness, on his bed.
"I wish the next two lies I speak would be believed by whoever hears it." He said in his mom's voice, and almost ran downstairs to test the wish. "Zoe!" Jon called out, twice before he found her in the kitchen, working with two bodies as she had been before.
"Yeah, mom? Jon gave you his body?" He nodded, smiling brightly. "That was cool of him."
"Yes. Zoe, can you do Mikey a huuuge favor?" He continued without waiting for her answer. "Last time he had your body, he made a date and he has to borrow it again."
She shrugged. "Sure. Why couldn't he ask me?" Jon shrugged in return and ran off to find Mikey.
