"Fine. Dare." Kyle replied. "I know when I'm beat."
"Very well. I dare you to return my body and to put me back together correctly. And you cannot Transform or
Dare me, or get anyone else to Transform or Dare me, ever in the future."
Kyle let out a heavy sigh. And then the phone hung up.
Jen relaxed a little. It was good to know that things were going to work out.
It was a little less than half an hour later when the doorbell rang and Kyle entered the kitchen once again.
Carrying over his shoulder the body that Jen had missed so much. Kyle removed her head and arms from the
watermelon and placed them back in their proper positions.
"There. Happy now?" He asked angrily.
"Yes, actually." Jen replied, feeling her body. It had only been an hour or two, but it actually felt like a
new experience to have it back.
"And, Kyle," Jen extended her hand to him. "what do you say to letting bygones be bygones?"
Kyle looked her hand for a moment.