One particularly large french fry offered Richie a crown and placed it on his head.

They all cheered wildly for Richie and begged him to stay.  

Amidst the cheering and celebration, Richie noticed his hands once again had fingers. He had two legs and could even wiggle his toes.   He also noticed the door he had first walked through was open again. As he peered through, he could see that it led straight outside and to the car in which his mother was waiting.

Richie didn’t know what to do.

He could stay amongst the french fries forever, where he’d be a hero.  

Or, he could return home to his life as a boy.