Girl scout, it would be funny for her to do some of the chores round here especially cleaning my car and maybe cutting the lawn she can be a real bitch sometimes, a little sister thats what I need
I covered Mrs Bockman with the cape and mumbled a wish,a cloud of purple smoke erupted and I pulled the cape away, a junior version of mrs bockman stood beside me quivering with fear she was now no more than 11 years old.
I allowed her to step down off the stage, she skipped to her son/older brother she stood beside him and grinned, he looked at his mother no longer a stern woman always yelling at him and the maid what they should be doing, delighting in getting her own way now she was a child.
He gave her a few coins why don't you wash the car for me he said, she pouted but agreed and skipped away to do the first of her chores a new target was needed