Sitting on the porch Nat and her friends now began to talk. Dinner was over, Rei's parents now cleaning up as the teens gazed up at the setting sky.
"You did a really good job helping Violetta Nat," Rei complimented, causing her damphur girlfriend to blush. "Thanks," she replied shyly. "It's weird though that you couldn't do it. Any idea why?"
"Magic is kinda funny like that," Spark stated. "Especially when it comes to age changing."
"So does this kinda thing happen often," Miranda asked.
"Not that often," Spark replied. "Well not usually. I mean I wouldn't worry about it too much."
"Maybe," Miranda said quietly. "I don't know, maybe I'm just paranoid that we'll all be hanging out one day or sitting at school or whatever and then poof we turn into senior citizens or preschoolers."
"Connor was cute in preschool," Spark teased, drawing a small laugh from the others. As the teens now joked, they noticed Miles and Violetta approach. Miranda, upon seeing her twin lept to her feet, her jaw hanging open in shock. "What the hell!"
Violetta appeared to be her old age once more, the Vila once again an attractive middle aged blonde woman in a business suit. Miles though was completely different. The former biracial teen now the same age as Violetta. Miles body no longer thin, appearing much more heavily muscled with salt and pepper hair with a five o clock shadow. "What Miranda," he asked, his voice much deeper.
"Why do you look like dad Miles!"
Miles paused, gazing first at his sister before turning to Violetta, the now adult man gasping in surprise. "Hey Violetta look you grew up!"
"So did you," Violetta said in awe, her heart skipping a beat as she stared at the rugged looking man before her. Quickly reaching into her purse, she produced a small mirror, holding up to Miles face.
"Holy shit I'm old," he exclaimed. Miles now examined himself, finding his biceps to be bigger, his chest thicker with a generous amount of body hair. Looking at his stomach he frowned slightly at his slight bulge. "The hell why am I fat?"
"I wouldn't call you fat," Violetta stated. "For a man in his 40s you look pretty well put together. You have a sturdy blue collar worker look to you."
"Forties," Miles exclaimed. "Blue collar! No way, I'm almost as old as my parents and your telling me I look like a guy that bust his ass in a factory? No way! We gotta fix this!"
"Did you do this to him," Miranda asked, glancing at an obviously flummoxed Nat.
"No," Nat stammered. "I didn't even use the ring on Miles. I don't know why he would've changed at all."
"I think I may know," Violetta blushed, taking a deep breath she now turned to Miles. "Okay when we kissed you gave me a warm feeling inside. Nats spell probably was growing me back up, my magic just happened to interfere and take you with me."
"You kissed Violetta," Connor asked, to which Miles nodded. The teenage hunter giving his friend a small grin before giving him a thumbs up.
"Look you two can high five eachother later," Miranda groaned in annoyance. "Can you change my brother back now please?"
"Do you have to," Violetta asked. Miles looked first to the attractive blond before looking at his sister. As great as being an adult with a very attractive magical girlfriend would be, he couldn't just forget about his twin. "I'm afraid so," he sighed. Violetta nodded, her shoulders slumping as he turned her gaze to the ground. "You could always go with me."
"Tempting," Violetta smirked. "But I'm not ready to relive my teens. Visit, maybe, but not full time."
"I understand," Miles said softly, a small grin now cracking across his face. "Hope you visit again soon." Violetta chuckled softly, placing a gentle kiss on the adult Miles before the pair turned to Nat.
"Okay," Nat said nervously. "Lets try this one more time." Focusing on Miles, Nat now let the magic wash over him, the group waiting anxiously for the changes to begin.
Violetta now watched as Miles began to grow younger. The man's body slimming as the grey in his hair began to disappear. Quickly the once rugged man retreated through his 30s and entered his 20s. Miles body becoming firmer, the middle age paunch vanishing as his muscles strained his ever changing clothing. Violetta watched as the five o clock shadow began to fade, leaving the young man's face smooth.
As Miles reentered his teens, Violetta watched as the boys body continued to thin, his face rounding slightly, as his height dropped a couple of inches. As quickly as it started, the transformation completed itself leaving Miles a skinny 15 year old boy.
"Thanks for the walk Miles," Violetta smiled.
"No problem Violetta," Miles grinned. "Hope we can do it again sometime."