"Jeesh, what a complainer. I fix your shirt for you and you complain about it. Do you want me to fix the fit, or would you rather wait and use the rock? By the way, are you sure the rock is safe", Karyn asked?
"I am not going to use the rock for tailoring, it's way too dangerous. And yes I'm sure the rock is safe. I used the rock to make its own protection. It's in an unbreakable safe that can only be opened by both a combination that only I know and there is a touch pad that has to be touched after each number with my fingerprints. There is no way it can be stolen", Jon declared confidently.
"Wow, that does sound like a safe safe", Karyn laughed. "So, do you want your shirt fixed or not?"
"For a smart girl, you can be a little ditsy at times. I think I'm glad you just wished to be able to change my clothes. It's dangerous enough with you being able to change your own body, I'd hate to think of the problems you could create if you could change mine as well."
"Hey, I am not a ditz Mr. I'm so smart with my super safe", Karyn said grabbing Jon by the sleeve. "It's a shame I didn't wish to be able to change more than your clothes, because if I had, the first thing I would do is say I wish we would swap fingerprints. Then where would you be? You'd be locked out of your own safe. Didn't think of that now did you?"
"Uh ... No I didn't", Jon said wide eyed. "I guess I'd better come up with something else to protect the most powerful object in the world."
"Yuh Think! OK, I'm sorry. I guess I'm still a little crazy over this whole thing. Hold still while I fix your shirt. Are you sure you wouldn't like something a little nicer? Maybe something like ..."
"No! Just make the shirt fit properly." Jon interrupted. "Don't change the color or the style or the material. Just make it fit."
"OK OK! You can be such a stick in the mud sometimes. Here goes, I wish that with a minimum of changes to Jon's shirt, because he likes it so much", Karyn paused momentarily to stick her tongue out at Jon before continuing, "the shirt would fit him perfectly."
It was a relatively small change, but now the buttons no longer puckered, the shoulder seams were straight, and the sleeves weren't the shirt equivalent of high-waters. In fact, the shirt didn't even bind when Jon made a grab for his suddenly loose pants as they tried to head for the ground. "What the ...", Jon blurted as he stumbled and stepped out of one of his shoes.
"Oh my god", Karyn tittered with her fingers covering her mouth in shocked delight. "I think I may have made a mistake."
"Yuh Think", Jon yelled in embarrassment!
