"Gah..." she squeaked out. After a few moments of silence, she finally replied. "F-fine, I'll do it... I wish that...I wish that she turns into a mouse!"
Dave shrugs at the odd request. "Okay," He said and writes the wish, then he points over to her co-worker and tells her to watch.
The Raven haired girl had just finished taking the orders of a table of kids on the other side of the café and walks to the counter to turn in the
order. She made it about half way when suddenly, she vanished. Poof! However, her outfit continues on without her for about a step then,
her outfit falls apart. Her sneakers and sock tumble forward and her tight jeans and t-shirt collapse to the café floor along with her order book
and other accessories. A girl who sat at the table nearby screamed. The Auburn haired girl turned to Dave in surprise and fear.
"It's what you wanted." Was Dave's reply. She stood abruptly and turned towards the pile of her co-workers former clothes. A moment later
as every eye turned to the commotion, a tiny brown mouse rolled out of the mouth of the crumpled jeans. It was tangled up in a small twisted yellow
thong. People nearby backed away as the mouse fought to get free of the sexy underwear. Some were very disturbed, while others pointed and
laughed.
"Agh! It's a mouse," One guy screamed.
"Isn't that, like against health code or something..." Another girl called out. The so-called winner of the contest felt suddenly very sick.
This was her fault. She stepped up to help the small creature that used to be her co-worker, but the mouse proved to much for the panties and managed
to free herself just before. Then, the scared little mouse ran off towards a dark corner of the café while young adults screamed and hurried out of her way.
She disappeared into a crack in the wall.
"What the hell was that..." She heard someone say. For a long time, everyone just stared at each other. Then, slowly everyone returned to their seats
and just sort of got back to doing what they were doing before hand. They ignored the clothes on the floor and what had just happened. Finally, the
auburn haired girl began gathering up the raven haired girl's clothes, shoes, undies and things. She dumped the clothes on Dave's table and looked at him.
"Now that the worst of it is out of the way, you still get to your request." He said. "Something for yourself." She was silent. She didn't know what to say.
"...You could wish her back to normal..." He suggested. "...but then. Then, you'd wouldn't have a wish left for yourself." Still, she said nothing. She
just stared down at the pile of clothes, especially the t-shirt and funky bright green design on the front. She wondered if she'd have nightmares. She was
definitely going to need therapy. She picked at the shirt, straightening it. She could see the formidable outline of the impressive cup size of the bra inside
and was just a little jealous. Her own not being impressive at all. Even the raven haired girl's flatten bra, covered by a shirt was more substantial than
what she had. But hers could be much more....
"What do you want to do?" Dave asked.