When Lucas finished coloring his pig brother he decided to go show him the picture. He was looking around until he heard something oink in the bathroom. Curios he went looking, finding a pig in the room with brown hair and his brothers shirt covering the chest and front legs. He laughed at the sight.
I was still figuring what I could do, oinking sometimes when I tried to voice my thoughts. I stopped short when I heard laughter behind me and turned around. There stood Lucas, laughing at me. I looked at him, oinking to get his attention while looking hopeful. Maybe he could do something.
Lucas finally calmed down enough to speak: “It´s so cool. You look just as in my picture, only that shirt in the way. My crayons must be magical.”
While he showed me his picture of me as a pig I wanted to doubt that the crayons were magical, but how could I explain me changing into a pig? But I wanted to be sure, so I looked at Lucas in question, hoping he would get it.
Smiling down at his brother Lucas explained: “See, I have drawn the pig over the drawing of you in parts. First I added the tail and the snout, then made the trotters over your hands and feet and finally colored you pink, changing your ears and belly. Have you changed in that order?” he asked curious.
I nodded and oinked in agreement, that fitted my changes. Then I looked at him hopeful again, I was sure he could change me back now. But Lucas shook his head. “I won´t change my picture, but maybe make a second one to try changing you again.” He laughed at my unhappy face and oinking. “What? I want some fun with my piggy brother first. But let´s get your shirt off so you can move freely.”
My protests were ignored as Lucas pulled on the shirt. It didn´t slip over my head, but his pulling ended in it torn away. “Upps” was his only comment before he turned away and moved out the bathroom. I followed him back to his room, hoping again he would change me back.