Peter invites some friends over.

Peter, wanting to further test the remote, decided to use it on someone else. He texted two of his friends, Charlie and David, asking them to come over by telling them he had an amazing secret.

A couple of hours passed, and there was a knock on Peter's room door. "Yo, dude, it's me, David. I'm here with Charlie." Peter let them in, and they exchanged greetings.

"So, what's this amazing secret you couldn't tell us in the group chat?" Charlie asked, while David, not caring, sat down at the computer, booting up Overwatch.

"Seriously? That's the first thing you do? You don't want to see what I have, David?" Peter said as he looked at David.

"Nah, I'm pretty sure it's something lame. Plus, I almost hit Diamond rank before I had to stop to come over, so don't mind me," David replied without turning away from the computer.

Peter gave up and pulled out the remote. "I wanted you guys to see this remote in my hand."

Charlie looked more closely at the remote in Peter's hand. "So... you called us over here to show us a TV remote?" Charlie asked, confused.

Peter smiled. "I know, I know, it looks like a normal remote. But get this: it's magic!"

David stopped gaming, turned from his chair to face Peter, while Charlie looked at Peter with an expression that suggested he thought Peter had gone mad.

"I can prove it. Look, it gave me abs," Peter said as he lifted his shirt, revealing the impressive six-pack he had.

David, not convinced, laughed. "Dude, are you high? so what you've been working out, and magic? I want whatever you're smoking. There's no way that remote gave you abs." Charlie was impressed with the abs but a bit skeptical. He had hung out with Peter last week at the beach, and Peter did not have abs as defined as they were now. Achieving the level of definition they had would take years of work.

"So it's a magic remote that just gives you abs?" Charlie asked, a bit curious.

"No, it's a remote that can change anyone into anything. I mean, that's what the note next to the remote claimed. I just imagined myself with a six-pack abs and hit a button, and boom, I have abs now," Peter explained.

David, not wanting to entertain this any further, got up from the computer. "I can't believe you're actually believing him, Charlie. But fine, if it's really a magic remote, then change me. I dare you, so we can see how full of shit you are," David challenged Peter.

Peter, not liking being called a liar and having a perfect test subject for the remote, aimed the remote and considered what to change him into.