Drake looked at the door and imagined what he could do to Mike. But there were so many choices which did he
choose? Then an idea came to him.
"Beldazarr, I Wish that for every insult that mike makes, I can change one
thing about him. I also wish that his last two insults would be counted as well. lastly, I wish that Only I
would be aware of these changes unless I desire it differently."
The djinn's voiced boomed.
"AS YOU WISH
MASTER."
Beldazarr returned to his lamp as Mike called out.
"Hey! Doctor Do-little! Will you cook
somthing already?"
Drakes smiled. He could change Drake one more way.
As Drake walked, he thought about
how to change Mike. He chuckled to himself as he imagined what he looked like as a kid.
"At least he'd look
like he acted." When he entered the living room, he looked over at Mike and stopped. Mike's muscles were melting
away as he shrank into his clothes. His hair shortened and spiked, turning black with frosted tips. Mike shook
his head seeming to come out of a trance. His shirt slid off his shoulders as he got up. Taking his shirt off,
he walked by Drake. His pants were almost falling off.
"I'm taking a shower. Let me know when dinner's
ready."
Drake really didn't want to play maid anymore. Drake decided to
make Mike more open to suggestion.
"Hey, how about you make dinner tonight?"
"...Sure, okay."
Mike
dropped his shirt and made his way to the kitchen. Drake chuckled to himself as Mike's pants fell off
completely. Instead of reacting, Mike continued to the kitchen where he began preparing dinner. Because of
Drakes change to him, he couldn't do anything else until his job was done.
Drake
smiled and made the next change to mike...
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