"It's okay, Karyn." I nuzzled her with my muzzle. She'd stopped brushing me, after all! "If anything screwed up the wish, it's the stone. It seems to be good at that."
Karyn smiled and hugged my neck again. "Mmm. Thanks, stud," she teased. "But still, why a machine shop?"
I would have blushed if I could. "Well, like you said, maybe I end up as a car or something."
"That would be so weird! You mean like Knight Riding or whatever the show was?"
"Well, maybe with more dignity!" I snorted and flicked an ear. "Or maybe a robot."
"Cars?" Karyn looked startled. "A robot? That's getting whacked."
I started getting curious now, though. The wish ought to let me become...
