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[mrsbrisby]

AAAAAaaaaa!!!

[ The early morning scream was followed by another terrible crash as a trunk fell from its window sill and came to rest on the floor. A naked lady sat within the confines of the wooden box but fortunately for all involved only her legs and bare shoulders could be seen as those bits had forced the lid to pop open and were now hanging free over the lip of the trunk. ]



I -- I don't understand! Did some one's spell go wrong? Brr, it's so chilly! And... OW!

[She shifted around until as managed to pull one of her stored walnuts out from underneath her... Only then did she notice the second problem with being human and in a trunk. She tried to wiggle to the left... or to the right... but found herself only able to flail her far too long and fur-less legs uselessly. ]

I'm stuck!

Comments

[mrsbrisby]

You can do that with a butter knife? [ Pardon the moment of wonder at your skills. ] That's fine! Just so long as I can get out of this thing. Do be careful with the knife though? I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself.

[trashylittlesecret]

"Well, it's just a crate. I've dismantled worse with less. Let's just say I spent a lot of time having to make my own fun on rainy days."

It was the nicest possible way to say he'd been trouble in Keds, Levi's, and a Hawaiian shirt. Richie grabbed a butter knife from Eleanor's kitchen drawer, one with a sturdy handle, and set the sweatpants and shirt off to the side.

"Once we get you out you can try those on until we can find you something better."

So saying, he started to work, wedging the knife between the pieces of the trunk. It was a light enough wood, but sturdy. The first few nails took some doing, but he managed to pry them free with enough elbow grease and determination... and maybe just a smidgen of unconscious Warrior strength.

[mrsbrisby]

"Anything. Just so long as I can get out of this thing! Its surprisingly uncomfortable at this size." The wood cracked and popped a bit as Richie worked on the nails but she couldn't tell how much progress was being made until the panel snapped one last time and gave way. She tumbled out of the chest and practically into Richie's lap. Fortunately there was that blanket to shield her. "Ooof! Finally!" She stretched and reached for those baggy looking trousers. "I think half of me has gone entirely to sleep." The tinglies were running all up and down her spine.

[trashylittlesecret]

"Oof. That's the worst. At least sweatpants are nice and comfy. Here, I'll help you over to the bathroom so you can change."

He put his arm around her shoulders to help her stand. Sometimes sleep-prickle legs were pretty hard to stand on, after all.

[mrsbrisby]

So she learned something new and unusual about humans in that moment... bathrooms were where people went to change. She had never known! Brisby took up his offer and leaned onto his supportive shoulder as trying to walk right now was like trying to slog your way through thigh deep sand. "Thank you." Once in the bathroom she had another new experience that is sitting down on the lip of an ice cold tub. OH! That was so COLD! Richie was very correct! Sweatpants, once she had been given enough time to pull them on, were so much nicer! She also took the time to pull on the shirt and some how she felt a good deal more presentable once she had. "Oh that is so much better! I never realized all the trouble you humans go through just to get up in the mornings."

[trashylittlesecret]

Bathrooms, bedrooms. He'd give her the full daily human life primer if she asked. While she dressed, he gathered up the pieces of her trunk and carefully arranged them, making sure to check for anything else that might have broken in the sudden transformation. Anything he found that needed replacement or repair went immediately on a mental list, and he decided he'd pick them up for her after he'd done his busking.

"And you even managed it before coffee. That's pretty impressive for your first time. Want some? I bet Eleanor's got it around here someplace."