Magician's Assistant - Friends & Lovers Part 7

"We did?" Mike's interest was further piqued.

"Oh, yeah. I mean, while it was almost a given that the two of you would eventually come to the conclusions that you have, last night when we were still over at the Witches' Brew, I didn't think I'd be hearing from the two of you until Monday, at the earliest. That just goes to show you that even though I wield real magic, I'm anything but omnipotent!"

"Okay." Mike sought clarification. "So, you say you heard us. My question is, how did you hear us? I mean, you weren't in the room with us."

Impishly, the magician replied, "Oh, but I was in the room with you."

"You mean to tell us that you were invisible?"

"No, I wasn't invisible, but you might say I was a lot like that nosey, eavesdropping little fly on the wall that you're always hearing about. Mike, do you recall the part of the performance last night when I changed you into that Barbie Doll sized pixy, and had you fly all around the audience so they could see you up close and personal?"

"Yes." Mike tentatively confirmed the fact that he remembered the incident well.

"Well, let's just say that you're not the only one who logged in a little flying time last night, only the pixy that I turned myself into was about a quarter of the size of the pixy I turned you into."

"Oh!" John interjected. "So, that wasn't a moth that I thought I saw flitting about the room every now and again! That was you?"

"Yes, John, I'm afraid that was me."

"Good. Then, my eyes weren't playing tricks on me."

"No. Rest assured, your eyes are just fine. Though it may have seemed that way, believe me, your eyes weren't playing tricks on you."

"Okay!" Mike, in an effort to get the conversation back on track, spoke up. "So let me get this straight! If John and I allow you to stay with us whenever you're in town, and if I ask you to be my maid of honor, you have no qualms about turning me into a woman?"