Brayden bolts for the exit. His lightweight rubber friend is a passenger at this point. The exit appears on the horizon and Brayden lights up, the adrenaline rush is the only thing keeping him going. Running across a school at full speed is extremely tiring to say the least. They exit the building, followed by the grounds.
Down the street. Brayden stops and looks at Callum, who despite his rubber body, is clearly exhausted. "You okay?" He asks.
"Yeah," Callum replies between breaths, "By the way. Has my voice always been this way?"
"Since becoming a rubber fox," Brayden replies.
"Uhh. My voice is so damn high."
"Admittedly it suits you."
Callum blushes and feels his member harden. He tries his best to hide his shame but Brayden notices and laughs, "Must suck to have such an exposed...."
"Yeah."
"Can you feel it?"
"Yeah. I can still feel everything like normal."
"Awesome."
"So what do we do now?"