"Brandon Stanson where are you?" his mother suddenly calls out.
Brandon quickly put the perfume bottle away where he had found it as soon as he heard his name being called out so Mary didn't see that he had been messing with something he shouldn't have. "I'm over here mom." he calls out.
Mary pokes her head around the corner to see Brandon looking around at some of the costumes. "Come on Brandon, we're leaving. There's nothing really here." she says.
Brandon nods his head as he follows her out the door and into her car as they drive away. "So Brandon did you want to go to another costume shop or stop somewhere else first?" Mary asks.
Brandon thinks about it for a moment and before answering, his blonde hair starts to get longer, reaching his ears and darkening to a dirty blonde.
