Emma opened the stall door to warn Fredrika about the power of the uniform, but it seemed she was not there. There was, however, a hastily drawn lady standing there, apparently waiting for someone. She noticed Emma exiting the dressing room and gave a slight grin. Where was Fredrika? I hope she isn't already changing in there. Emma worried to herself. She quickly asked the other drawing, "Did you see a young, uh, three dimensional girl anywhere around here?"
"Of course I have, silly-phant!" Her voice was similar to Fredrika's, only if Fredrika were played by Grey DeLisle.
"Did you see her go into the changing room?"
"Yes, and she just came out 5 seconds ago. In fact, she looks a lot cuter than before she walked in!"
"You mean she-" Emma held that thought when she realized the drawing was talking about her and not Fredrika.
The doodle-girl could not hold back her laughter. "Bah ha ha, you still in the dark, Em? I am the cartoon, it's me! Check me out, I've got a "Chalkzone" meets "Memoirs of a Geisha" vibe. It's pretty street." Emma didn't want to believe it, but that was her friend Fredrika looking down at her. She did have the geisha thing, with blank white skin color and hair over both eyes, with those wooden kanzashi sticks completing the look. Unlike Emma, she kept her legs and arms, even though her hands just ended in spheres. She seemed to be enjoying the change very much, and her irrational exuberance spilled out all over the place. Her lack of shoes wasn't bothering her.
Fredrika reached over to grab Emma's nothing and sped out of the dressing area into the main hall where they entered. Due to the size difference, Emma was lifted off the ground and swayed like an old lunch bag. When they stopped to take a look around, Fredrika let loose a quiet gasp of amazement. "You know what? I suddenly recognize everything here!" She pointed to a doodle pinned to someone's locker and said, "...The dudes off of the James Brown is Dead cover! I've never seen it before but somehow I know!" She saw an 8 bit catgirlish figure stroll down the hall and said, "You are from Legacy of the Wizard, right? What are you doing here in a school for cartoons?" It replied in a deep black man's voice, "Mad Cat does what he wants, when he wants. You gonna step to me for that? You steppin' to my Beast Side Felines?"
Emma interjected, "We were just getting to class, uh, thank you for your time goodbye!"
Mad Cat shouted back, "Yo, our beef ain't over! Tricks!" as Fredrika and Emma ran into the nearest classroom. The teacher looked at them and said, "Hello, young ladies. You're just in time for..."