Standing there, looking at each other, both father and son are frozen in shock for a minute.
Jeff was the first to say something. At least, he TRIED to say something. What he wanted to say was this:
"Dad! What are you doing home so early?"
All the father saw and heard, was the back-end of some strange donkey with his head looking at him, in his sons' bathroom braying like a jackass. His father responded by saying "What the FUCK is a donkey doing in this bathroom!?"
Hearing the brays come out of his own mouth instead of words, and hearing his father refer to him as "a donkey," he wanted to tell his father who he was, and what happened to him despite his embarrassment and shame. Alas, he could only get a bunch of unintelligible "Hee-Hawws" to come out of his mouth!!
As he was trying to speak, and turn around at the same time, with only a bunch of ridiculous noises coming from his own mouth that even Jeff couldn't understand except for what was in his mind to try saying, he started panicking again, and started destroying more bathroom tiles with his heavy, clumsy hooves.
His father said "God-damned those boys! How the hell did they get a donkey in here? I was gonna take them on a golfing trip, but they can forget about that, until they explain to me what happened! Now what?"
Hearing his father mention a golfing trip, Jeff immediately brought himself back under control again. Once again, forgetting he cannot speak, he tried asking "Golfing trip!?" But once again, he could only bray like a jackass.
He then heard his father say "Animal control! I gotta call animal control!" and turned around, slamming the door on the donkey.
While his father left the bathroom to unknowingly call animal control on his own son, Jeff wanted to say: "Wait dad! Don't do that!" but once again, only hee hawws came out of his big, ugly donkey's mouth.
Jeff thought: "Son of a bitch! I can't speak!" getting as frustrated as he ever was!
Trying to turn around, his eye catches on a picture hanging on the wall of him and his brother, with arms around each other wearing their baseball uniforms, smiling. That picture was taken a week ago at the end of the fall baseball season. Backing up, he was able to look into the mirror by stretching his long neck, and seeing an ugly donkey head with lighter-colored fur at the end of the (his!!) muzzle, looking back at him. Looking back at the picture, it seemed as though he was in this predicament for a far longer time than just an hour. I mean, an hour ago, he was just a regular 14 year old, hairless boy that was short for his age, but incredibly good-looking with black hair, and piercing blue eyes, with an identical twin brother whom he loved more than anything else in this world, and whom he NEVER fought with in his life. In fact, he looked a bit like that Elijah Wood kid, and was about the same size as Frodo, so everyone called them Frodo to their faces. Now all that seemed like a life time ago, as he enter a new phase in his life: That of living out the rest of his life as a dirty, smelly animal, with ridiculous ears, teach, tail, butt, and worst of all, noisy, irritating brays instead of intelligent human speech! God, how he longed for his small, hairless, clean, young human frame!
As Jeff stood there, pondering this, he heard another vehicle pull up the driveway. Struggling with four legs and hooves to get back to the window and look out, he finally managed, saw a blob-looking vehicle, that he thought was a van. At the same time, he heard the downstairs door opening, and his father's voice saying: "This way! It's upstairs in my sons' bathroom."
Hearing two separate pairs of footsteps, and thinking that vehicle was a van, Jeff tried saying: "Uh-oh," and only got out a "Hee Haww."
Hearing the door to his room open, he uses his long donkey neck to look back behind his body, and sees a strange man with a rifle! He immediately began panicking once again wanting to explain himself, but all he heard was a click, and everything went black.