But Kimberly didn't get to finish her train of thought as Bill's voice startled her (and potentially saved the world, at least for the moment).
"KIMMY, QUIT BEING A BRAT AND SHUT UP!" Her older brother roared from the upstairs landing as he came stomping out of his bedroom in nothing but his underwear.
"NO YOU SHUT UP BILL!" was all Kimberly could think to tell back, "YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!"
"Yes I can! Mom and dad put ME in charge of you while they're at work! That's called responsibility, Kimberly! Maybe if you'd grow up a little and quit acting like a spoiled baby you wouldn't he the only twelve year old in town that still needs a babysitter!" Bill said matter-of-factly, despite being naked save the backwards and askew pair of boxer shorts.
He wished that he could just get rid of Kimmy and pawn her off on one of their grandparents or one of her friends from school, or hell even dump her off with that ugly Paige girl who did babysitting cause she had no friends or social life, but no no. Bill's mom wanted Kimmy to stay home because of the thunderstorm that was rolling through, and now he was stuck having to deal with the brat downstairs instead of the beautiful woman laying in his bed. Hopefully Bill could get Kimmy under control before Joanna Ingerman decided that they'd just try again some other day, patient and kind as she was Bill could tell she was starting to lose her patience. If only there was a...wait, where was that wishing rock? The one that had turned Big Jon into Joanna? If Bill could find it maybe he could wish Kimmy into not being a brat!
But Bill's Hope's were dashed as he saw the green glow in Kimberly's hand as she stomped her foot and screamed...
"I HATE YOU! I WISH THAT-"