"Maybe later. I need to play some WoW."
"You're such a nerd, Melvin."
"Your just mad my Shammy can kick your Pally's skinny ass."
Marcus scowled. " I could if I played more, but I prefer real women to CGI."
"Says the guy who looks for new armor for his Blood Elf based on skimpy-ness."
"Alright, Mr. High-and-mighty, let's play!"
2 hours and 20 defeats later, Marcus conceded to Melvin's superior WoW skills.
"Okay, I've been kicked around lon enough. Let's see that wand-thing."
Melvin retreived the wand from under a bag of chees puffs, examining the decorative carvings on it.
"Well, do something!", Marcus urged.
"Like what?"
"Make a wish or something."
"Well...alright," and, feeling slightly foolish, Melvin thought,"I wish I looked less nerdy."
The tip flashed, and instantly, Melvin's acne cleared up, his ears shrank, and he became slightly more muscular. He squinted and realized his glasses were no longer necessary, and removed them.
"Marcus, it worked!", he exclaimed, pleased with his deeper, less squeeky voice.
"What do you mean? Nothings changed?"
Melvin raised one eyebrow quizically. He looked around the room. All the gaming stuff and nerd items were there, but all the pictures of him had changed. He was more handsome, like he looked now.
"It alters reality. Only I notice I've changed," he thought aloud.
"You haven't changed", Marcus replied.
"I did. You don't realize because I was holding the wand."
"Okaaaay, I'll buy that," Marcus said, but in his head, he thought "Co-coo,co-coo"
"This could get confusing if only I notice what I change. I know! I wish Marcus and I were aware of what changes because of thi wand, no matter who's holding it."
The wand flashed again, and Marcus's eyes widened.
"Whoah, Melvin, what happened? You look...pretty good, actually,"
Melvin smiled inwardly. "What else can I do?"
His eyes landed on the computer. Inspiration struck.
"I wish I was my WoW character!"