Mrs. Morrison listened to the boys all the way home. "Lucky she thought that gray horse didn't stay around long, phew!"
"What's the matter Mom you don't look to good, feeling sick of somethin, said Sean."
"Oh I was just thinking I can still smell that horse yet, boy can they stink, said Mrs. Morrison."
This statement hit to home on both boys as they got real quiet, and said little the rest of the way home.
At home, "Sean, please lets fix that guy Ken. It really bothers me to leave him as a horse asshole, I think he's suffered enough!"
"Ok but what do we keep him as? We can't make him human, he'd come after us to get the Medallion. Then think what we would look like if he had the power, heck I'd be hangin around and you'd be at stud."
Both looked at the other, "Ya! Let him become the gray horse and stay as the gray horse FOREVER !"
This sounded good enough to both boys, but when and how, this had to be worked out. Much discussion over a warm afternoon, lots of laughter and fun making. Finally the idea was set.
Sean wearing the Medallion said, "By your power Ken the asshole shall become Ken the horse and stallion, when he farts three times in a row. He will have all his human memories as well as his horse memories. We brothers will keep the Medallion, and Ken will stay as the gray horse till his death."
"D-O-N-E !" came a word from somewhere in space.
Late that night Sean slid out of bed. Getting on his clothes he made his way silently out the kitchen's back door. Down the sidewalk he jogged. Out of the small town toward the Pitcher street farm. On he went till he came to the farm and entered the barn.
As he entered the animals got to their feet. Walking quietly around Sean looked for the gray stud. In the far corner was the horse. Sean approached and touched his hand on the top of the large rump.
A coarse haired tail lifted and two small eyes opened. "Now listen, I have arranged a deal with my brother. If you fart three times real fast together you will become the full horse. I'm sorry but we can't trust that you wouldn't harm or change us if you were human. So be the asshole I think you are or play a tune and be this stud till death. Your choice, Bye!"
Sean wasn't out of the barn door when the gray let out two farts, but try as he could three seemed to much.