Jon tried to grab the wand back, but ended up getting touched by the sparkly silver star part of the wand. "Oh no," he uttered, before he felt himself changing.
Zoe's eyes went wide, seeing Jon's clothing to look like that of ... well, her little brother Mikey - wearing scruffy jeans, a Super Mario T-shirt, and a baseball cap. It turned out that Mikey was the closest person in proximity to Jon, other than Zoe herself, but she was the one holding the wand. "Jon, I'm so sorry."
"Gee, Zoe. I didn't know you were into fairy godmother stuff. I thought that was for little girls," Jon said.
"What?" Then she realized that he was referring to the wand. But ... shouldn't he know that the wand was his? That it was magic? For some reason, he had forgotten.
"Oh, hi, Mikey," Jon suddenly said, seeing his 10-year old brother walking down the stairs.
"Hello," he said, in a monotone-type voice. He looked very ordinary, just like how all the others looked, who had their personalities stolen.
