"Wait a minute," Josh paused. "Why didn't Mr. Mendes freak out?"
"What do you mean?" Ric asked.
"We accidentally give him two new legs, and all he worries about is finding shorts that fit," Josh explained. "Isn't that a little weird?"
Ric realized what his younger brother meant. If one of them had suddenly gotten two more legs, they would not have noticed their shorts and nothing else. Something was going on.
The two boys quietly walked out of the living room and into the hallway. They followed the path that they had seen Mr. Mendes take...which led down to the basement.
"Why would Mr. Mendes go down to the basement to change his shorts?" Josh whispered.
"I don't know." Ric said.
The two boys quietly snuck up to the basement door, trying to listen. All they could hear was some faint mumbling, barely audible and not at all distinguishable. The boys had no choice. They slowly opened the door, and carefully went down the stairs. After avoiding several potential squeaks, they made it to the bottom and slowly looked around the corner.
Avoiding any gasping, their jaws dropped at what they saw. Mr. Mendes...