"I know," you grunt looking down at your big beer belly," I need to get back to my normal size, can I buy the Wishing Powder?"
"I'm sorry kid," says Swizzle," But it was bought an hour after you left and looks like someone used it on you."
"How can you tell?" you ask leaning closer.
Swizzle jumps on top of the counter and pinches your belly and says," I can see an aura around you."
"Who has the Wishing Powder?" you ask looking down at Swizzle's hand.
"A teen your age," Swizzle remembers," it was a boy named Mikey."
"Mikey?" you aska bit confused." My age?"
"Why of course," answered Swizzle," tall young man, a bit chubby, friendly smile."
"That's him," you sigh.
Mikey is one of your buddies and is quite chubby. He likes to hang with your brother Mike, maybe because of the name thing. Mikey's Dad's name is Hank and he's a big guy who works as constriction worker/ supervisor. Mikey lives just 2 blocks away from your house. But why did Mikey give you a belly.
"I do know where he is right now," Swizzle winks.
"Where?" you ask knowing you need to get this beer belly off you.
"He's....,"
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