Mr. Gaffer and the four partially transformed students struck a path to the reception area of the Acme Hotel. “Excuse me,” the teacher said speaking to the cartoon lion and mouse manning the desk, “my students and I are experiencing, uh, some issues and we need to get some medical attention. Could you please call a doctor for us?”
Larry the Mouse’s gaze quickly traveled across the assembled group, stopping momentarily to linger on the long pink tail twitching behind Kelly. With those oversized incisors peaking out from beneath her upper lip, the girl seemed well on her way to toon mousehood although given the thickness of her segmented tail and the fact she hadn't shrunk much it was equally possible she was going to be a cute female rat -something he definitely decided to keep to himself. Humans were unreasonably prejudiced against his rodent brethren.
In any case, Larry didn’t understand why the teacher and students were concerned. Being a cartoon was the absolute best or at least way better than being human! Besides, there weren’t any human doctors in the city of Anville and Larry knew that if he sent this group to the toon hospital, one of the zaniest places in ToonWorld, it was almost certain they would leave that place even more changed than they were now. Not only would that mean they’d be lucky to have any human left in them but, if they went full toon, then Larry and Mac would most likely lose their bet Charlie the Cheetah about who in the visiting school group was going to fully transform. That would mean at least a month without cheese for Larry. “I’m noooooooooooooot sure you want me to do what your mouth is asking me to do” said Larry to the teacher, casually scratching his large mouse ear.
“I assure you that it is, sir. Now, call us an ambulance at once!” ordered Mr. Gaffer, dark ink and paint storm clouds gathering above his head for the second time that morning. “Okay, if you insist,” Larry answered trying hard not to roll his eyes. Humans! They thought they knew everything.