Before they got too far from the stable, Mike stopped and looked back. An idea had popped into his head. "Wait a minute, Aaron!" He ran back to the stable and pounded on the door. Landros opened it and scowled down at him. "What is it now?"
Mike had to think hard to come up with the words - his five year-old's identity was creeping over his thoughts. "You said you can... uh.. tra... uh... move the curse, right? Could you move your curse to me? Add it to Aaron's instead of... uh... swapping it?"
The boy wizard blinked and stared at Mike. "Combine the curses in one person? I don't know if that would work. There is no telling what might happen. I think I could move it, but the mix of spells on you would have to make changes. You couldn't be a 5 year-old stable boy."
Mike nodded. "I prob'by be a big kid. Even if you just got rid of the stableboy part, you could leave."
Landros motioned him in and called over to Aaron "Just a minute. We want to try something." Shutting the door again, the boy wizard chewed his bottom lip. "This may not work at all. Or you could get the entire curse from me dumped onto the curse from Aaron. I don't see anything good coming out of it for you."
Mike shrugged. "I'm stuck as a five year-old. It's already messing with my head. Anyway, I'm not really part of this place. When we finish playin', I'll go home."
The boy wizard shook his head. "It's not that simple, but I've been mucking stalls way too long not to try anything to escape. Here goes."
He concentrated hard, muttering something under his breath that Mike could not understand. His hands began to glow with a pale blue light, and then he reached out and laid them on top of Mike's head. Mike went rigid as a powerful jolt like a massive electrical shock coursed through his body, and then knocked the two of them apart to sprawl on the stable floor.
"Owwww." Mike sat up groggily, blinking as the tingling faded from his arms and legs. He looked across the floor and then back down at himself.