Amy puts the necklace on.

But Kim didn't need to convince Amy.

Without even thinking, Amy pulled the fine, metal chain around her neck and clasped it. It was an odd compulsion, done out of a phantom reflex. Amy _needed _this jewel around her.

Amy opened her mouth to say something, but...

But, what? She was going to rag on the old piece of junk Kim had tried to pawn off on her. But now... now it was around her neck.

Kim looked at the confusion on the teenager's face. She smiled a little at Amy's struggle to processes why she'd just gone along with Kim's suggestion.

But Kim knew the answer, and knew Amy would hate what happened next even more.

With the jewel now resting comfortably on it's new owner, a faint green glow started to fill the room.

"Kim, what- What did you do?!" Amy managed to get out, right before the changes began.