Tom stuffed the wand into his back pocket and walked next door. Alex had just finished mowing the lawn and was slowly pushing the lawnmower back into the garage.
“Oh, hey, Tom,” Alex said, out of breath, as he passed. Tom waved back.
“Hey, Mike,” Tom said, as he approached the front porch and walked up the steps. “You doing okay today?”
“Yeah, I guess,” the 7 year old replied. “It’s too hot to be outside, though.”
Tom looked Michael over as he went back to his toys. He was bigger than anyone he had ever seen. His arms alone appeared larger than a Mr. Olympia competitor. Maybe he DID overdo it with the wand. On the plus side, though, it didn’t look as if any kid from Michael’s school would ever pick on him again.
Just then, Alex appeared from the side of the house.
“Finally!” Michael said, standing up. “Can we go back inside now? I wanna play video games.”
Immediately, Tom noticed that Michael had grown nearly a foot in height, to accommodate all of his newly acquired muscle. Instead of reaching Tom’s stomach, he now came up to the top of his chest.
“Sure, come on,” Alex said, unlocking the door, as Michael ran past him and made his way to the TV.
“I don’t know why you’re always looking after me, anyway,” Michael said, turning on his Xbox. “It’s not like I can’t defend myself.”
“Well, Mom and Dad are worried something might happen to you,” Alex replied. “After all, you ARE only 7 years old.”
“Yeah, but I’m like, the strongest kid in school,” Michael pointed out.
“Well, you’re probably the strongest kid in the WORLD by now,” Alex corrected. "I mean, I haven’t seen a lot of 7 year olds walking around with a body like yours.”
Alex turned on the air conditioning and the overhead fan, in an effort to cool off, then sat down on the couch. Tom soon joined him. Before long, Alex had drifted off to sleep, his skinny arms folded over his chest. With Michael preoccupied with his video game, Tom brought out the wand from his back pocket.
The wand had worked like a charm. Michael was still essentially the same 7 year old kid he had always been, he was just built like a professional bodybuilder now. His personality hadn’t changed. He wasn’t a jerk. He didn’t turn into some Alpha Male who ordered everyone else around.
He was just a normal kid. A kid who liked videogames and playing with action figures. And the only person who had noticed anything was different was Tom.
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