In the kitchen Jon's mother was making breakfast. Just as he was about to enter he heard a loud crash.
"Oh dear" he heard his mother say "this glass is completely broken, I better clean it up before someone comes down and steps on it."
Just as soon as she finished speaking Jon felt his body grow warm and it began to change. His skin seemed to turn plastic and he was compressed down to a rectangular shape then he fell to the carpet. His mother turned the corner and came to an abrupt stop to avoid stepping on what looked to be a light blue dustpan.
"I don't know how this got here but it's just what I need" she said as she bent down and picked Jon up. She grabbed a broom from the closet and proceeded to sweep up the broken glass.
