Jenna took her mouse back off the table. "Transformigify Dividere..." She said, almost bored. Her familiar little brown mouse turned into dice for what was possibly the 22nd time. She muttered the countercurse, and the mouse was there once again.

"I can't wait to learn what we'll do next." She stroked the little mouse in her hands. "I hope we don't have to throw the dice. I won't be able to get the thought that we're throwing mice around out of my head." She looked down at the little thing and smiled. It yawned.