The naked teen made a bee-line for the closest house - Ben's. He cut through the bushes and dashed up the back steps. As usual the door was unlocked, so he went inside. Ben's parents weren't there, but there was a telephone. The teen saw his naked reflection in the window as he reached for the phone. He paused. He had to get some clothes first, then he'd call the cops. He recalled Ben was about his size, headed up to Ben's room.
Meanwhile, Ben had extricated himself from the broken wood and porcelain. He carefully removed the mouse from the computer in the living room, and charged out of the house taking the front door off its hinges in the process. He sniffed the air furtively and looked everywhich way, as he made for his home, and his restoration. He cut through the bushes and entered his backdoor, and awkwardly squeezed his big frame up the narrow stairs to his room. The teen had gotten distracted by the clothing choices and was only half dressed when he heard Ben's grunt from the hallway. He quickly concealed himself in Ben's closet, and prayed the big ape wouldn't find him.
Ben was single-minded in his task. Carefully, he disconnected the broken mouse, and then he carefully attached the neighbor's mouse. He held his breath for a moment fearing a compatibility issue, but the mouse worked. With extreme care, he moved the mouse with just one finger. Methodically and carefully, he resumed the Transformation net program. Now he could make himself human, he thought.