Satisfied that his ability worked the way he wanted it to, Jon walked downstairs into the kitchen. His mom was in the living room, reading a book.
"Jon, don't eat too much junk food. We're having dinner soon."
He groaned. But then an idea occurred to him.
"You don't mind me having junk food, Mom."
"Of course not, dear. Have as much as you want."
Jon smiled. Okay, so that wasn't really "improving" anyone's life, but it sure felt good. He grabbed a Mountain Dew from the refrigerator and a bag of potato chips from the pantry. As he ate his junk food, he thought about how to use his new ability next.
