Luckily math class and history class went without incident. Ty let Jack sit on his right shoulder and Jack didn’t seem to mind it. He enjoyed being Ty’s pet weasel for the day, but Ty whispered to him that he would change back when the final school bell would ring. They had a quiz in math class and a quiz in history class. Ty didn’t know all the answers, but Jack did and he whispered them in his ear. Ty wished both teachers not to care about his pet weasel and he made all his classmates completely ignore Jack.
During third and fourth period Ty had P.E. and several of the students got to play soccer. Those who didn’t play got to sit on the benches and cheered on the other classmates. One of them, Tyrone, was having a bad day. He failed to stop an opposing player who scored a goal and when he had the opportunity to score, he kicked the ball right at the left goal post and the ball bounced right back into the field. Ty knew that Tyrone was not a great soccer player, but he was the best in the class in American Football. Tyrone was a tall, skinny, African American kid, who was always friendly to everyone, including Ty. Unfortunately for Tyrone, however, his classmates were not happy with his performance and some of them had decided to make him the scapegoat after they had lost the match.
Ty sat on the bench with Jack on his shoulder, when he suddenly heard several of the classmates yelling at Tyrone, who was standing near Ty’s bench.
“Thanks for letting the team down, you wimp!” Doug yelled out loud.
“Next time, stay on the bench, okay?” Ben yelled.
Tyrone stood a few yards away from Ty, as two of his fellow teammates yelled insults at him.
Then Tom came on the field, one of the jocks in the class who nobody really liked. He walked straight up to Tyrone and pushed him with his hands against his chest.
“Get your face out of my site before I tie you up against the post, you loser!” Tom yelled at Tyrone.
A fight broke out between the three boys and Tyrone, and Ty saw that it was time to step in. He got up and walked towards Tyrone.
“Leave him alone!” he yelled at the three classmates.
“Who’s gonna make us?” Tom sneered at Ty.
“I am!” Ty said quietly, as he focused at the group.
“Come here, Tyrone!” Ty commanded Tyrone, who got up and stood next to Ty.
“You losers never learn do you, huh? You guys are in high school while you’re acting like you’re in the first grade! All three of you are a bunch of first grade losers!” Ty shouted at them with anger in his voice.
One by one, the three teens regressed in age and began to shrink in height and size. All three gasped in horror and shouted as their legs and arms became shorter, their voices changed, and they all became too small for their clothes. Their pants fell off and in the end all three looked like a bunch of seven-year-old boys standing in a soccer field with no clothes on!
As Ty walked up to the trio, they began to shake with fear.
“If any of you guys EVER pick on me or on Tyrone again, I will turn you into mice and you will stay like that for as long as I want, is that understood?” Ty said to them with a very serious tone of voice.
As Ty got even closer he noticed the total look of fear in the eyes of the three, as they were now completely under his control. All three stared at him, as they were sitting on the grass, with eyes and mouth wide open, trembling with fear.
“And from now on, you will always do everything I say, is that clear?” Ty said next.
Then Ty willed for all three to start crying, and tears started flowing from their eyes. All three feared for their lives and could not stop crying until Ty willed them to.
Then he willed for the three boys to stand up, and immediately all three stood up, stark naked, next to each other.
Finally, Ty wished for all three to stop crying and to suck their right thumb, just like they did when they were babies. They did this as everyone else in the class stood there, watching the three as they were totally being humiliated in front of the crowd.
Ty had total control over the three and decided that the show was over, and he wished for the three to grow back to their normal bodies, but with their thumb still stuck in their mouths.
All three then started growing bigger and taller, as legs and arms got bigger and longer, muscles reappeared in the arms and chest, and their faces changed back to how they were before.
In order to end the show, Ty wished for them to be fully clothed and in an instant they were all wearing their clothes. But they were still sucking their thumb, all three of them. They could not stop it or fight it, no matter how hard they tried.
“Okay Tyrone, walk up to them and laugh at them!” Ty said to Tyrone.
“Huh? They’ll kill me, Ty! No way!” Tyrone answered, with deep concern on his face.
“No Tyrone, they won’t dare touch you. I made them afraid of you!” Ty said to his African American buddy, who just loved the way Ty humiliated the three bullies in front of the whole class.
Tyrone slowly walked up to the trio, who suddenly trembled in fear as he got closer and closer to them. When Tyrone was only a few feet from them he chuckled as he looked at each of the bullies in their eyes, one by one. When he got to Tom, he suddenly raised his hands above his head and held his fingers like they were claws and he growled at him, showing his teeth. Tom tried to scream but couldn’t since his thumb was in his mouth. But he started trembling so bad that he fainted and fell on his knees, on the grass.
“Alright Tyrone, I think they’ve had enough, don’t you think?” Ty asked Tyrone, who slowly walked back to Ty and Jack.
“Well Tyrone, whenever you say so, they will be able to take their thumbs out of their mouths!” Ty told his buddy.
“Alright you babies, quit sucking your thumb!” Tyrone shouted, and immediately all three were able to open their mouths again, letting their wet thumbs fall out.
Tyrone slowly walked back towards the three and when he was just four feet away from them, they turned around and ran away, screaming at the top of their lungs!
Ty, Tyrone, and Jack, still in the form of a weasel while sitting on Ty’s shoulder, started laughing at the bullies as they ran for their lives. The entire class laughed too, and they loved it!
“Well guys, shall we grab some lunch in the cafeteria?” Ty asked his buddies.
“But Ty, won’t the teachers say anything when they see a weasel in the cafeteria?” Jack asked Ty.
“Nope! Don’t even worry about it, Jack. I will change their minds so that they won’t even notice you sitting on my shoulder!” Ty answered his little pet weasel with a grin on his face.
The boys walked back into the main building towards the cafeteria. They laughed and chuckled, as they talked about the day’s events in the hallway. And Ty began to understand how and when to use his powers at school. He understood the responsibility that came with those powers, but he was determined to do whatever he could to help those who were in need.
“We got two more periods to go to after lunch! Are you guys ready?” Ty asked Jack and Tyrone.