Mikey continued to sit there while his principal brother was working on his nails until finally he had five red talons on each hand. During this time, Mikey's gaze drifted around the room and he noticed the plaque on the desk that read Jon Casey-Principal.
When Jon was done, he place the polish in his purse before setting it back down under his desk. "Ok Michael what I'm going to need you to do now is take these lunch forms down to Mrs. Donaldson's classroom which is room 104 and have her fill them out so that we know how many to order for their field trip. They won't be completed right away so you may have to be there for a few minutes." Jon says to him, his voice having increased slightly in pitch.
"Yes Mr. Casey." Mikey replied with a grin as picked up the forms and headed to his destination.
"I wonder why he's grinning so much. This is supposed to be a punishment for him." Jon muses to himself not noticing how his arms and legs become slimmer and hairless.
Mikey reached Mrs. Donaldson's class and from what he remembered about her she was 34 years old with a child who went to daycare not too far from here. He knocked on the door and was told to come in but nothing could've prepare him for what he was about to see.
