Katie let her imagination run wild with the possibilities, being a kid, not fully understanding the consequences. Her magic swirled and flowed around her as she began to change the very fabric of reality. Her parents wouldn't know she was a real witch, that was a secret she could keep from them, but the magic extended like a bubble, granting her power to other kids, specifically girls her age at random. It also began to flow into other boys her age, making them creatures of fantasy. Friends to potential witches. The bluejay's broken sneakers zooped up onto his talons, reknitting themselves in a fashion as if she had stitched them haphazardly together. Accross the street, she did not realize it, but a new Ollie came into being, unaware of everything that was going on. The orignal Ollie still existed in the birdboy's mind, unaware of all this.
Tiptoing over, Katie slipped onto the bed next to him and wrapped her arms around his feathered Torso. The little witch beamed as she nestled and nuzzled, falling asleep.