..."Rita?"
The cute auguste clown poked Aaron's big red nose. HONK! "Of course, it me silly, heheyaha. Oh wait, heheyaha, you've never seen me like this, heheyaha, we turn 'normal' when we leave the school grounds, heheyaha." She honked Aaron's nose again.
Aaron looked over his friend. Rita's normal brown Latina complexion was a medium orange color, with white ovals around her eyes and a petite white muzzle around her mouth. The eyes inside her patches of white were outlined in a light green that matched her long curling eyelashes. Rita's muzzle was surrounded with soft red blush and inside her lips formed a cupid's bow; her red nose was slightly bigger than a ping-pong ball. Her usual black hair was a thick mass of dark green curls done up with orange scrunchies into twintails.
Rita wore a feminine version of the school uniform blazer with the buttoned back facings in a green and orange checkered pattern. Underneath was a yellow blouse, orange skirt bordered in red and fluffed with a green petticoat, bloomers that matched the facings on her blazer, yellow and red striped socks, and green bubble-toed mary janes. The look actually suited her rather well.
Immediately Rita wrapped her arm around Aaron's neck, pulled his head down, and noogied his smooth scalp. "You're bald!"
She let go, Aaron stood up and rubbed his head. "Could you not do that, please, heheyaha?" He tried to sound annoyed but the involuntary jolliness and giggles that crept into his speech made it come off as mildly grumpy.
"You look good bald, heheyaha," chortled Rita. "Besides, heheyaha, might as well get used to it now, heheyaha." She honked her own nose.
"What do you mean-?"
Rita poked Aaron's nose again. HONK! "Didn't they tell you, hehyaha, when you went through the clownification process, heheyaha?" Honk! "Going bald happens if it runs in your family, heheyaha, and we know your dad is bald. Meaning the 'normal you' will go bald when you get older, heheyaha." HONK! HONK!
'Great,' Aaron muttered to himself. Something that he'd worry about even after he got his phone back and undid all this.
The two auguste clowns waddled up to Room 104, their homeroom and first class for the day. Inside would be...