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by: Paul G. Jutras
"Archie did you forget we had a date this afternoon?" Wendy asked as she tapped her five inch heel on the cement driveway as she stood in a blue strapless mini dress. "I wore this outfit just for you."
"Sorry, hon, but Harv has a broken fuel line."
"I can't believe you gave your motorcycle a name. You spend more time with it than with me."
"We can go out anything." Archie reached into his tool box. "We won't be going anywhere if I can't fix Harv."
"Why can't you get a car like a normal boyfriend?" Wendy muttered as she gave a sercret smile. "Remember when I said that I come from a long line of magicians. Well that's not quite true. I'm from a family of witches."
"Uh-uh." Archie said more to himself. It was obvious he wasn't listening.
"I'll be re-ready at 7 sharp, so you'd better pick me up tonight." Wendy said as she stormed off. "Be there or you'll be sorry."
"There that does it." Archie said as he whipped the grease from his face. "Now, Wendy. What did you say?" He turned but she was gone. Before he could go after her the phone rang. "Guess it's not important."
"Hey, Arch." Jack said. "Jim is getting married this weekend and we're throwing him a bachelor party tonight. Can you come?"
"Sure thing, Jack." Archie smiled. "Wendy and I don't have any plans."
"Where is that man?" Wendy paced back and fourth in her stocking feet. After 2hrs in heels she removed her shoes. She looked at the clock as it struck 9. "I warned that motor head not to stand me up."
"Doodle Troodale Chum! When Archie wakes the spell is done."
After a few hours at a strip joint, Archie took Jack to his apartment for a game of Poker. The image of the girl who had jumped out of the cake was still freshed in their mind. Archie would never know if it was the spell or too much the drink that made him start to feel dizzy and then pass out.
As a pink alarm went off, a slim hand with long purple polish nails reached over and turned it off. Brushing blonde hair, Archie quickly snapped awake and snapped up to feel the shift of his breasts. "Blonde hair instead of red?" Archie moved to a mirror and saw the face of Jim's fiance, Lucy starring back.
Finding nothing but skirts and dresses in the closet, Archie put on a purple turtle neck dress and boots that matched his nail color along with nude pantyhose. Running out of the house he saw Jim drive up on his motorcycle.
"C'mon babydoll." Jim said as Archie climbed onto the back of the bike and the two ride to a restaurant for breakfast. Archie wondered if it was him or the bike seat that was actually so padded.
"Well, honey." Jim said taking a drink. "I've decided to trade my bike in for a down payment on a car." Jim said much to Archie's shock. The idea of Jim owning his bike in this rewritten history is one thing. Never to ride it again was something else.
"But." Archie thought quickly. "You love that bike."
"But I love you more and I don't want a biker babe for a wife." Jim gave Archie a kiss than made him feel surprisingly good about himself.
After Jim dropped Archie back off at Lucy's apartment, Archie quickly called Wendy up. "Wendy, Babydoll." Archie pleaded. "I'm sorry I took you for granted. Change me back."
"I warned you not to stand me up." Wendy replied. "I haven't learned enough magic to reverse such a major spell. Sorry."
As the week went on, Lucy's personality replaced that of Archie's more and more. By the time the wedding day came, there was nothing left of Archie as they drove off in Jim's new car with tin can tied to the rear bumper as they began their honeymoon.
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