Trying to calm down the one she had harmed and hurt with a gently sweep her tear was the enemy. Though before she could achieve the task she wanted to succeed both the female and the male in fog laid their destiny. Moving in a group so wide and so thick the beloved female was soon in a beloved magic trick. Disappearing with no trace at all the female was gone.

Where did she go? One thy ask

A bright light filled with blossom colour engulfed the scenery only to come about the lovely feminine. Laying on her side on a small rock the forbidden body of the beloved mistress was one to come about for all men to see. She would lie there, her eye blinking lightly, bored with her infinity time, she wishes to dwell once again into mortals affairs, wishing to tease them, annoy them and more importantly punish the wicked out of sure boredom.

She would continue to blissfully rest on her side, her right hand moving and dipping into the hot-springs to her side. This realm she created is perfect for her, it has everything she wishes, such is the power of a being of her brilliance. Her index finger dipping into the hot water, sending ripples throughout, her eye widening as she would see images form, images of the mortal world, of a day long forgotten to her, children wondering the streets, dressed up, smiles on there faces, wishing to claim candy from strangers.

An odd holiday in the back of her mind, but one that presents so many opportunities to rid the world of the wicked, to change them into more fitting and beneficial forms. Humans sometimes literally make animals out of themselves, and she just wishes to asset them. They sometimes make children out of themselves, whatever they truly are in the inside she will help them, it is the only way to kill time in her realm, to have fun with silly mortals day in and day out.

The image opens up before her, a small child stands there, crying his eyes out, dressed up like a small ghost, and before him stand two teenagers, indulging themselves on the treats he worked so hard on, it is obvious what has happened here, what has transpired before her very eyes. "Such big babies those two are". both the teenagers would stand there, laughing at the expensive of the smaller child, until a small bubble would float downwards, drifting in front of one of them, his faint eyes glancing down as he is confused.

Where did this come from, it phased out of thin air and appeared before him, he would lean in to look at it and then it would explode, the contents soaking his form and wetting him lightly. The teen eyes would widen as he feels a wash run over him, his head lowers as he looks on wide eyed at himself, he was shrinking rapidly into his clothes, so fast that he was actually overcome by them, swallowed whole by them in mere seconds. He would drop the treats he had stolen and scream out for help to his partner in crime who would take a step back in fear. His bones would shrink, his skin would become more soft and smooth. His muscle mass stripped off him as he retreated into his clothing, it was like his cloths just ate him alive, that would be the best way to describe what happened to him.

Where he had stood a moment ago there was now nothing more than a crumpled pile of clothing, beneath which a small mass wriggled and writhed. His friend looked on with a look of pure fear, taking one step forward, his eyes wide open as he would look down into the clothing, a small head poking out, a look of bewilderment plastered onto it. Soon the rest of the body wriggled through the collar, the naked baby looking up at him confused, its eyes wide open as it has no idea what had just happened to it.

The last remaining teenager would take a step backwards, his heart racing a mile a minute, his friend has just turned into a infant in seconds, this was truly all to freaky for his likings, and just as he was about to flea another bubble would appear before himself and burst, the water wetting him lightly and the flowing feeling rushing throughout him.

The teen looked worried, he looked afraid, he was about to make a dash for it, but it was far to late for him., He literally started to shrink in his standing position, he would go to make a mad dash, his shoes flopping to the ground and clothes going flat as the body that supported them retreated into itself. He would call out for help, his voice drowning quickly as he is pulled into his clothing. His skin becomes fat and smooth, his teeth would vanish, his hair pulling back into his scalp. Everything that was once him was washed away in a heartbeat.

The sound of a baby's wail would echo out into the night sky like, one of them is sitting on his soft little bottom, bashing his heels and waving his arms wildly. He had tried to move, tried so hard to speak, to stand up, and he had failed, he has failed and harmed himself and to cry out loud was instinct to him now. The other child would turn his head and stared at him for a long moment before raising his hands to his face, wiggling the little pink little fingers in front of his eyes. It was all real, all of this was real, it had happened, it was not a dream. A few seconds passed before the child screwed up his face and began to bawl, his cries joining his friend's to create a symphony of anguish.

She would snigger lightly, putting her hand up to her face as she giggles, taking her finger out of the water, she had fun casting her magic down onto those two, hopefully when they grow up they will be good, not the wicked bullies they once where, everyone deserves a second chance.