"Make me little again, like three years old!" Heather said.
"Are you sure?" Justin asked. "I mean, you'd be a toddler?"
She glared and punched him in the shoulder. "Jerk, you just dont want to admit you were lying."
"I was not lying!" Justin said.
"Then prove it dweeb!"
"Fine ! I wish heather was a Toddler again!" As he wished it the ring warmed and Heather began to change right before his eyes. Slowly her teenaged features softened as baby fat returned. Her teeth began to separate and one vanished from her gums. Her eyes widened with soft curiosity as fingers and toes drew into her oversized shirt which began to change around her. It became a little dress that hung over her legs, her feet bare on the ground. Blinking, the three year old stared at him. "Justin?" She asked with a lisp.
Justin nodded. "See what I mean Heather? Your little."
The three year old giggled and her hands went behind her back. "Of course Im little silly! Im three!" She held up three fingers.
Just slapped his forehead. He hadn't made the wish specific enough. "Crap. Heather, don't you remember me?"
"Yeah, you're my babysitter!"
"No, no! You were a grown up and then you were my age!"
"Your silly!" She said.
Justin looked to the ring.