You look at the boy. You don't know if you saw it before but he seems to have the pointed ears of an elf. You figure it must be something he picked up somewhere else on the Island. None of the other boys notice and they all take their turns. By yout turn it is estrablished that your team is playing solids so you line upto sink and easy shot into the corner pocket when the boy who cried out in curses is staring at you right from the pocket you are trying to sink the ball into. Very unprofessional, you think to your self and to show him you sink the shot anyway. Just as you shot you felt the table move. Not only is he a bad short he is a cheat too! You look at his ears again and see a layer of brown hair start to grow on them. Odd you think and you continue to play. Your next shot is knocked off by his manipulations ans almost misses but the 3 ball still goes in. Your next shot was harder so this time his bumps were enough to ruin your shot. Annoyed you end your turn. Now the boy's ears are about 3 inches long and seem to move all on their own. A chill runs down your spine as you watch them move.