"Yeah, well I wish you hadn't yet, and you were the little brother," Ryan huffed. Almost immediately, the coin warmed and suddenly John froze in place. Ryan watched, spellbound as his brother began to shrink and his muscles diminished. Smoothness returned to his rounding face as he became younger and younger, his clothes becoming huge on him. His eyes became larger, wider as his teeth rearranged and regained the gaps and formation of baby teeth. In moments, John had gone from a tall, powerfully built man to a little boy of about 8 years age. The magic picked up as his clothes changed to something more simple, his sneakers changing to bright red canvas high tops, his pants into basketball shorts and his shirt to a jersey with the local elementary school teams mascot on it.
John blinked up at him, then threw his arms around Ryan. "Big bro!"
Ryan gasped, not sure what to do. "Ah...John...ah..."
"What?' the little boy blinked. "Cant I hug my bestest big bro ever?"
Ryan stared at him, "Ah....I mean...yeah, but ...do you remember something else?"
The little boy tilted his head, "Anything else? Your being silly! C'mon, lets play some basketball together!"