Priscilla Isn't Done Matchmaking

Laura couldn't stop smiling to herself. It wasn't just the lingering memories of her previous night of unrestrained passion with Ryan that she was buzzing from, but the knowledge it was going to happen again before long. This might be just what she needed right now, she figured, and it was only going to be a short term thing. The moment Ryan asked her to be his girlfriend she would let him down gently and end things. In the meantime, as she kept telling herself, there was nothing she could do to stop this, so she had no reason to feel bad. In fact, romancing Ryan was the only way to resolve this wish and resume her life with Kevin.

"Someone is still reminiscing about last night" a familiar sing song voice teased.

Laura spun around to discover her fairy godmother had taken the liberty of letting herself into her house again.

"I wasn't!" she protested.

"Oh, you can't fool me, poppet. Not after the way you and Ryan were going at it last night. The two of you got me quite hot under the collar, I must admit"

"What? You were watching us being intimate?"

"Your fairy godmother is always watching you, sweetheart. Probably even more avidly from now on, after last night's display!"

"I'd really rather you didn't! That definitely isn't something I wished for!"

"No, just part of the service! Anyway, speaking of wishes I'm going to grant you another one" Priscilla patted her wand almost menacingly.

"No, no, no! I'm already dealing with one wish, that's more than enough thank you!" Laura was physically backing away as if that might somehow protect her from the fairy's perverted magic.

"Oh come on, tell me you didn't enjoy the last one with a straight face and I'll leave you be!"

"Whether or not I enjoyed it isn't the point!"

"Of course it is, you silly girl! It's my job to grant your wishes and make you happy, so that's exactly what I'm going to keep doing! Now, this is pretty similar to the last one which went down so well with you. Funnily enough, you made it twenty years ago today!"

"Wait, so I was seven?"

"Indeed you were. Such a precious age! And, whilst playing hopscotch with some of your adorable little chums, you said "I wish Micky Parker would ask me to be his girlfriend"

"What? Not this again? I mean, at least with Ryan I had passed puberty and developed some kind of idea of what I found attractive in a man. I can't even remember a Micky Parker, and at seven years old I probably only liked him because he could run really fast or something"

"You were sceptical of your last wish remember? And then you and Ryan were doing things to each other that made your dear old fairy godmother blush. Now, in order to make this wish work properly, we are going to need to give you a bit of a makeover, so you are more Micky's type"

"What kind of makeover?" Laura asked with something approaching alarm.

"Don't you worry about that, precious" Priscilla smiled as she waved her wand ominously "Just let my magic do all the work for you"

There was a puff of pink glitter around Laura and, once it had cleared, she could instantly sense this change was more dramatic than the last one. Looking down at herself, she was not happy.

"What have you done to me? Why am I dressed like a Barbie doll? And why is my hair in bunches and.." Laura pulled some of it in front of her eyes for inspection "..blonde?

"Micky doesn't tend to go for brunettes, and he prefers women who have a very cute and girly sense of style. It's quite sweet really" Priscilla explained.

"And how the fuck am I going to explain this new look to my husband?"

"Don't worry, your FG has you covered! I'll make sure this particular makeover is only in place when you are with Micky. That should help you to avoid getting caught!"

"Look, I really don't want you forcing me to have affairs with random men and then helping me to get away with them. I would much rather you just left me alone!"

"Oh, you don't know what you want, silly!" Priscilla giggled "Apparently you think you are best suited to an unhappy marriage to a man who still has a taste for prostitutes. He was with one last night while you were away, if that makes you feel any better. Called her up as soon as you told him you weren't coming home"

"WHAT?!!"

"There is another little issue we need to think about" Priscilla continued, before that revelation was even allowed time to fully sink in "You are a bit too much of a clever clogs for Micky's tastes and also a feminist, which he won't appreciate. He likes his girls a little more traditional and less, shall we say, intellectually curious"

"So he wants a bimbo who dresses like a doll? Jesus, this guy sounds fucking awful!" Laura fumed "So what, you expect me to pretend to be an idiot to keep some arsehole I went to primary school with happy?"

"Of course not, I would never expect you to put on an act for a man"

"Thank you!"

"That's why I'm going to cast a teeny weeny spell on you to lower your IQ and make you more submissive. Only for when you are dating Micky though, I promise!"

"No! Don't you dare Priscilla I....." suddenly Laura seemed to lose her train of thought and looked confused "Uh, so, like, how am I even going to know where this guy is? Are you going to magic me there again with your wand?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to do, my little pumpkin. Are you ready?"

"Um...I guess!" Laura put her finger to her lips as if that aided the thinking process "I'm looking cute, right?"

"As a button!" Priscilla beamed, waving her wand to send Laura on her next romantic adventure.