As Bran Don and Mary continue looking through the shop, the pair are still confused at how there are no full costumes anywhere just pieces of them. "So you don't have any full costumes here anywhere?" she asks the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper just shrugs his shoulders at this. "I'm sorry ma'am but there was a mixup with the deliveries so unfortunatly this is all we have." he replies when he notices just a hint of red satin poking out of the pockets of Bran Don's jeans.
Mary looks around some more before turning towards the shopkeeper once again. "Well thank you anyway but I'm afraid we're going to have to look somewhere else." she says and then turns towards Brandon. "Come on sweetie let's leave." she says as she extends her hand to him, wanting him to take it.
Bran Don feels a bit nervous as he doesn't want to remove his hands from his pockets. "I'm ok mom, but thank you." he says in a bit of a hoarse tone as his voice shifts up an octave.
Mary knows that her son is up to something and intends to find out. "Empty your pockets now." she demands.
However Bran Don just starts backing up towards the front door of the shop before bolting out of it and taking off down the street. "Just what has gotten into him?" Mary asks as she takes off after him.
The shopkeeper is watching all of this and picks up the phone to make a call. "Hi is this the president of Epic Records? Yes you're about to get your new hottest singer." he says before hanging up.
As Mary continued chasing Bran Don, he felt a strange shifting going on at his feet as they began to get larger until they were a woman's size 5 and his shoes had grown to accomdate this new enlargement when suddenly a car pulled up beside him and the person inside urged him inside. What kind of vehicle was it?
