As I type, I drink a strawberry smoothie-yogurt thingy. It's good. Mmmmm…

Anyway, I shouldve updated faster but I have been buuusy. So here ya go.

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Jowee's POV

Oh gawsh, do you know what's it like to stare at your own body? I hope, because I think you all have a mirror in your house. Well, have you ever seen your body but not be controlling it? It is CREEPY.

"Okay. I have an idea."

"What Jowee?" Mari is still extremely annoyed with me.

"We just have to act normal and do everything we're supposed to do and we can get away with this."

"But what caused it? How can we change back? Got the answer to THAT?"

"No."

"You're a whole lot of help."

"No need to use sarcasm in a situation like this, Mari."

"Oh, yes I do!"

"I suggest you both shut up and listen to me."

We turned around and I for one, was stunned to see who it was.

WILFRE??

"GEEZ! HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO KILL YOU? YOU KEEP COMING ALIVE! ARE YOU A FREAKING CAT IN DISGUISE? YOU HAVE 9 LIVES, PRETTY BOY?"

"Actually, no. But that's not the point. I need your help."

"Wth?" Mari said, using text language.

"…?"

I explained, since Wifre is a old guy. "Mari says what the heck?"

"Oh. Umm, you see, I'm not that athletic as I used to be…sooo…"

"Ooh. Hahaha. You need us to help you with some evil plan."

"No. I retired a month ago."

"WTH??"

"Ya. I need you to help me get some witch back for stealing my candy."

"Shiz, man. Trick or treating is for little kids. Not for old men."

"Heyy, I take offense."

"Well, how old are you?"

"49."

"HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Jowee!" Mari finally spoke up. "Sure."

"WAIT!" I yelled before Mari started following him. "What do we get in return?"

"JOWEE! That's not polite to ask that!"

"No, it's okay. I will turn you back into your own bodies."

"You changed us???"

"You finally figure that out? Soso sad." Wilfre shook his black balding head. "Well, we need to get going. First we have to get something to trade for my candy back."

"Uhh, what would a witch want?"

"The book of life."

"Are you freaking serious? After all that trouble we went through? I don't THINK so. Plus, I thought you were through with your evil ways?"

"Yeah, I am. I guess I just said that out of habit."

"Whatever."

"Okay, we need to get to my magic carpet thingy."

"Where in the world did you get a magic carpet?"

"I was a bad guy, remember? I was evil and stole it from Addladin."

"Awww, he's real?"

"I thought an immature boy like you would want Addladin to be alive."

"But I'm 12! I'm not immature!"

Wilfre looked at Mari. Mari shook her head.

"Dang it Mari! Yes I am!"

She shook her head amusingly.

When we got to the magic carpet I sat down stiffly and resisted the urge to shout, "OMGAWSH! I GET TO RIDE ON A MAGIC CARPET! SUCKERS!"

And we took off.