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I never realised that I had fallen asleep before I woke up to a sunny morning.

At first, my brain was i a kind of comatose state, it had shut down any kind of unpleasant thoughts and experiences. As I began dressing, though, they all came hurtling back.

'Great,' I thought bitterly as I pulled a t-shirt over. 'Now let's see whose life I'm messing up today.'

I walked out of my room and tiptoed carefully into the kitchen, hoping that it was a very early (or a very late) time, so I would have to confront noone.

Unfortunately, Ben was there. He was... I had to chuckle despite myself when I saw what he was doing. He was trying to cook himself some breakfast in a pan that was much too small for him to handle, and on a stove that just won't ignite.

'Hey, big guy, you need some help?' Messing up with Ben was an easy way to get cheered up.

'Well, I wouldn't say no to a little...'

'Don't mention it.' I said, cutting across him. I lifted a finger and pointed it to the stove. 'Flame on!'

Nothing happened. Flames didn't erupt from my fingertip and light the stove, not even a single spark appeared, nothing.

Then I saw the way Ben was looking at me.

'Why would you say such a thing out of the blue, kid?'

'What do you mean, why? Isn't that what I always do, create fire, burn stuff?'

Ben looked at me like I was crazy. 'Uh... Are you okay? Did you hit your head or something?'

'No - why would you think that?' Okay, he was beginning to annoy me, and that was to say something. Usually, I was the one who did the annoying. 'What could you possibly mean by not saying no to a little...'

'Wish speaking?' Ben said, sounding very confused. 'That's what you can do, remember? You could've wished the pan to get bigger and the stove to get ignited or something.'

This was officially the weirdest thing I've heard. Still, being me, I just had to give it a go. I cleared up my throat. 'Well, here goes nothing. I wish the pan to get larger and the stove to get ignited.'

Immediately, what I wished for came true. The pan got big enough to fit Ben's large palm, and flames erupted into life on the stove. Ben smiled gleefully as he put the pan on the fire and cracked two eggs. 'Thanks, kid.'

'Don't mention it.' I mumbled dully, staring at the flames. Then I turned to look at him. 'Listen, do you know where Reed is?'

'In the laboratory,' he said shrugging. Of course.

'Well, enjoy your meal, then.' I said turning back, hoping that Sue wasn't there with Reed. I needed to talk to Reed alone. As I kept walking, I couldn't help but add under my breath. 'I wish Ben's meal gets spicy.'

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'Recognized: Jonathan Spencer Storm. Limited access to laboratory is granted.'

As I slid past the doors, our pet robot, H.E.R.B.I.E., came to stop right in front of me.

'Jonathan, before Doctor Richards sees you, I must insist. No 'w' words around the lab.'

'Like what, 'I wi...''

Sirens blared through the lab and I had to shut up as I crouched to the floor and hold my hands to my ears. 'What, what did I say?' I shouted through the piercing sound.

'No 'w' words.' Herbie repeated in a deadly serious tone. 'You may only say, 'I hope,', 'I suppose,', and the likes of those.'

'Come on, dude, what could possibly be wrong with saying that?'

'You wouldn't want to know.'

The sirens stopped as Reed walked towards me in his lab coat and goggles. Boy, was I glad to see him.

'Reed, something's wrong with me,' I said hastily. 'Until today, I was the Human Torch, but now...'

'The human wh...? What's going on, Johnny?'

'What, you don't remember, either?' Now I was panicking. What on earth was wrong with my friends? 'You don't recall me flaminf up, burning things...'

Reed lowered his goggles to stare oddly at me. 'What on earth are you talking about? You never had... fire power, or something like that.'

'No - you know, after the spaceship incident...'

'You had the gift of wish granting,' Reed said. I looked at him with my mouth open, and he felt the need to explain. 'Like I had stretching abilities, Sue had invisibility, and Ben...'

'And I was able to erupt into flames,' I said frantically, wanting to believe it myself. 'Come on, I would say 'Flame on,' and I... I...' My voice faded as I remembered. '... I hospitalized a kid.'

'You never did such a thing,' he said clearly, as if suspecting my sanity. 'What is wrong? Do you not feel good?'

I sighed as I sank down on a stool. 'I wish I know.'

I had forgotten the first rule in this lab: the sirens began wailing once again. As Reed and I cupped our ears once again, though, I suddenly know why this happened.

'Oh my God.' I mumbled.

'What? Do you remember something?'

'Yes,' I said, looking up at him. 'I... I did have fire power, but only that. And I did hospitalize a little boy. It was that night that I w...' I stopped at mid-sentence and looked around. Reed took the hint.

'Herbie, turn down the alarm system.'

'But Dr. Richards...'

'Do as I say.'

With an involuntary beep, Herbie did as it was told. I looked thankfully at Reed, and he nodded for me to continue.

'Well, it was that night that I wished not to have power over fire.' I concluded. 'But I didn't have wish granting then, or I would've wished never to get people injured, or wish that Ben didn't turn into what he now is...'

Reed scratched his chin and we stood in silence for a while. Then there was a rumble out of the lab, and the mechanical voice boomed out: 'Recognized: Benjamin Grimm. Accss to laboratory is granted.'

I glared at Reed. 'What - how come I have limited access when he doesn't have any problem?' He just shrugged, smiling almost apologetically.

Nothing could have prepared us for what we saw when the doors opened once again.

I almost forgot what Ben looked like when he was in human appereance, it was only through photos that I recall him. But now... he was right before us having been transformed fully back from the Thing.

'What have you done?' he asked gruffly, his voice holding back a strangled sob. He walked over to Reed and pulled him into a tight hug. 'Thank you! Oh God, did I miss this feeling!'

'I didn't... Wait - Ben,' Reed pulled back and looked at Ben wonderously for a second, then his gaze turned on me. 'I think it was Johnny.'

Now they were both staring at me. 'Him?' Ben asked, incredulous. 'But he tried before...'

'And couldn't change you back?' I asked helpfully. Ben nodded. 'See? I told you there was something, Reed, here you go. Why wouldn't it work before if I had all those wish abilities?'

Reed sat down on a stool himself. 'I don't know. We can go over a couple of tests...'

'Well, take your time,' Ben said joyfully as he bolted for the door. 'If the change in Genie here is not permanent, I would like to stay this way a little while longer.'

I sighed as he got away. 'Matchstick was better. Or even Flame-brain.'

'Huh?'

'Nothing,' I replied hastily. Reed didn't remember me as the human torch. 'Just the fact that I just earned myself the lamest nickname possible.'

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