 "feral existence" is LOL the best description for a charrie, 10/10 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
In this moment of animalistic transfiguration, it was very fortunate for Ms. Grey that Mr. Truebridge generally took after his father in temperament and not his mother. As the spell hit the back of his head and he felt the large... horns? antlers? whatever it was?? starting to sprout from beneath his brown hair, David stopped walking and instead sank down onto the nearest bench. It was too difficult to walk; the weight of whatever the spell had caused was ENORMOUS, and it was frankly giving him a bit of a headache.
Blue eyes widening, Davie reached up and felt the antlers (he was SURE they were antlers now) in amazement. What quick, nonverbal transfiguration! He had to know what he looked like in this state before he undid it. He was not one to retaliate, normally, and so as he leaned his head against the back of the bench, he once again gave the angry ghoul in front of him a chance to redeem herself.
"Valerie, Valerie, Valerie," David repeated the name, pitifully looking up from under his antler-head at her. It was really very difficult to maintain his balance and he was only able to do so because of the bench he was resting his head on. "Do you have a mirror on you? Something a-moose-ing has happened to my head."
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