"Could you change reality so that everyone thinks that Jiro was always tiny?" Naomi asked Yukiko.
"Of course," the fairy responded. She waived her wand again and reality shifted. Jiro and Naomi looked around the 10 year old's room, as his closet morphed into practically a bare space, his clothes stacked neatly on the top of the dresser in his room.
Next, Jiro's bed was replaced with a much smaller one, barely much larger than Jiro himself now. Most of his toys disappeared, as the bigger toys would pose a threat to the tiny boy now.
Finally, every picture in his room morphed to reflect the new reality, showing a tiny Jiro being held in someone's hand in every photo.
"This can't be happening!" the tiny ten year old exclaimed, as he looked around his new surroundings.
"Oh, but it IS," Naomi replied, smiling down at her younger brother. "I guess you'll never pick on me again." She sat him down on his bed.
"Did you know Jiro used to hide my toys all over the house whenever he was mad at me?" Naomi asked Yukiko.
"No, I did not," the fairy replied, a little annoyed at the boy.
"Not to mention, he would always pick on my friends and I whenever they came over."
Yukiko flew over to Jiro, the ten year old backing up, a little afraid of the fairy. She walked over to Jiro, amused he barely came up to the underside of her breasts.
"That wasn't very nice, you know?" the fairy said scoldingly to Jiro. She picked him up under the arms and held him out in front of her. He was so light!
"Oh, he's SO cute," Yukiko said to Naomi. "If he were a few years older..."
"You know, that could be arranged," Naomi said, a sly grin on her face.