"Really," Jared said, he having read what the pony wrote, yet he wondered how the pony would know of how to write such letters.
"Whatever, but your mother called, and she is coming here to inquire where her son went for the past two days." Jared said, as Danny seemed to listen, but turned tail and walked back to rejoin the three mares in the coral.
"Jared, did you know that Eric's mother called and is coming here, she is expecting that Eric and you went hiking, I need for you to get out of sight; like you know how!" Mr. Morrison said, as he handed Jared the Medallion.
"Okay dad, but what of Eric, I think he is liking his being a pony so much, he has plans to stay a pony, like permanently!" Jared said as he walked toward where he had hung his bridle.
"You don't say," replied his dad. "So, Eric and Danny hit it off, and what was human wishes he could continue being a pony; that ain't all bad!"
"But dad, I mean Eric was a person and you would have him be as stay an animal, a pony stallion, he something you could make a buck by selling his semen, and/or have him breeding more ponies?" Jared asked, as he somewhat had to agree with Eric as to the thrills and sensual fun he enjoyed from being as Jasper.
The sounds of a vehicle coming to a harsh halting stop on the gravel driveway foretold of Mrs. Viskic arriving, she the mother of Eric.
Jared's dad went to meet and greet the angered woman, as tell her about Eric and Jared having gone hiking. She quickly accepted the story and was ready to leave the farm when she saw Mrs. Morrison walk out the rear door of the main house, she holding a bundle of clothes, Eric's clothes he wore when he left home two days previous.
"Hey there, those were Eric's clothes..., so where is my son?" Mrs. Viskic asked in a huff.
Mrs. Morrison did not know the reality of Eric being as Danny the Shetland stud, she only knew the clothing was in the wash hamper and needed washing.
"Oh yea, when Eric arrived he entered the barn and slipped, as stepped in a pile of fresh manure. Jared loaned him some clean clothes and after giving those a soaking in a tub of suds, I put them in the clothes hamper. The boys are out on a lark having fun, they are teenagers and to them time means little. I will call you when they get back here, now is that what you would like?" Mr. Morrison said, as he heard a shill whinny come from the coral behind the barn.
Mrs. Viskic drove away as did Mrs. Morrison then stand and stare at her husband.
"Well, like where is Eric? You did with him as you talked our son into being a stallion horse when you make money by using him?" Mrs. asked of her husband.
"No, yes, and probably is my best answer. First is that Eric knew of Jared becoming a horse when it pleased him. As I suspect Eric made use of the Medallion and swiped a head halter from the barn tack room. He wished and adorned his head with the halter and became now as Danny, you recall, the Shetland pony Jared rode when he was much younger!
Now as to my saying probably, and from what Jared said after he spoke to Danny and Eric, he told his friend if he remained as a pony for more than fourteen days, the change might well become as permanent. As to that Danny wrote in the coral sand the letters, "A - OK!" As from that Jared surmised his friend who fantasized often about wishing he were a horse, has discovered being a pony stallion as his preferred way of living life.
Jared also said, he could easily imagine that from the manners Danny had, and the lusty desires of Eric about equine lifestyles, their mentalities are merging, becoming as one and both happy to being alive as a pony stallion.
What then to tell his mother is up to Jared, as when he calls her to say he returned home, he needs to figure an excuse as to why Eric is not here." Mr. Morrison said, as his wife walked back to her house, she red faced and angry.