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[cottoncandypink]

There's an old Ford wagon in the garage that's had a bad experience with a baseball bat and a crowbar. Apparently it offended somebody, because now it has no windows, mirrors, or a single panel that hasn't been smashed to hell. That'll be going on someone's bill.


There's also a note for Baze Malbus at the bar.

( Baze )

After he leaves his note, Wilford heads outside to try to burn off some of this uncomfortable, jittery energy. He's still got his baseball bat and has gained big bucket full of baseballs. It's heavy as hell, but he's managed to drag it out to where he wants and is practising his swing. His twelve-year-old frame isn't quite used to a full-sized bat, and the weight throws him off a bit with every swing, but he refuses to go grab one more his size.

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[fry_sandhu]

There is, at some point in the evening, a loud shriek from one side of the room. Apparently suddenly going from the body of an 8-year-old to a 16-year-old is a bit of a surprise, and despite the lot of unfamiliar kids in here, Fry hadn't really been paying much attention.

His first move is to go up to Bar.

"Don't I usually get let off this sort of thing?" he complains, stopping when he realises how deep his voice is.

"This better be temporary or it's going to be very difficult to explain at school."

Bar gives him a juice box and a freddo chocolate in compensation.