Steph finished for the moment with Dustin's pants and put them in the newer conventional dryer. She started to turn back towards Dustin and he could see Ty's eye widen in panic, he heard in his head, "Shit! She can't see me like this!" Suddenly, the part of Ty sticking out vanished under the washing machine.
Steph turned back to Dustin, "I'm gonna head over to the restroom and then I have to check in with the teacher, Dusty, your pants should be ready pretty soon. If they're done before I get back, have a good night!" And she grabbed her bag and headed out the door.
Somewhat worried, Dusty hopped off the washing machine and pushed it back, hoping Ty wasn't injured or anything. There was Ty, still flat, still rubberized... and eight inches tall.
"Dude, I had to get out of sight, and since I couldn't MOVE." Rang through Dusty's head.
"Um... ok, that makes sense... I guess... Awww... you're so CUTE Ty!"
"Fuck you."