Peter Pan flew forward quickly, or rather David stumbled forward clumsily. "We will," he stammered, not wanting to be changed for as long as possible. He didn't relish the idea of changing the other couple, they were his friends after all, but he would do whatever he could to remain himself. Tory stepped up beside him.
"Very well, shoot. But remember, make it interesting, the goal is to keep me.. entertained. You wouldn't want me to get distracted," Kylie responded, one perfect eyebrow raised, a sly smile playing across her lips. Tink Tory took David's hand, squeezing tight. "Decide between the two of you what you will choose for the others, I'll be watching."
David pulled Tory back away from the witch and they began to whisper. "We should try and make it so they can't attack us back." Tory suggested.
"In one round? As much as I'd like to think we could I really don't think it will work." David muttered back. "We can always try though.. any ideas?" Tory thought a moment and then nodded slowly.
"Ya I think so," she looked over her shoulder at the nervous vampire couple then nodded again.
"Well go for it then." David said, his mind blank in his nervousness. Sweat soaked the collar of his shirt and dappled his face.
Tory thought a moment longer. She could only do one change each, one physical and one mental. She could do both to one but that would leave the second totally free to respond. She thought about what Kylie had said, that the witch would make sure they could respond but they were allowed to try and distract their opponents. So if she only changed the mind of one of them that person could respond right, if they weren't to distracted? So she could make it so the second couldn't speak? She looked over at the vampire teens and shivered. She didn't want to be in their place, and knew after she cast her spell she would be. She let out a huge breath and stepped toward the two and with a shaking hand, cast the spell.
Becky's change was immediate. The look of fear bled from her face and she giggled, actually giggled. "That tickoud!" She said, voice bubbly. Her posture changed as she shifted her wait awkwardly on her feet. She did not change physically it was only her baring, the way she held herself, that warped. She sat down heavily on the stage and started playing with the lace of her dress. Her eyes widened when Sean started to changed however, becoming to bright plates of surprise.
Sean's nose and jaw jutted out from his face, the teeth in his mouth growing large and square. He raised his hands to his face only to notice his fingers melding together, hardening into hard white clumps. His joints cracked and bent as they shifted positions in his arms and legs and he moaned. He fell forward as his back bent, slipping and landing hard on his chest and face, arms splayed beneath him. Slowly he pulled himself onto his hands and.. feet. He realized suddenly his arms had grown to the same length as his legs and he stood evenly on the floor.
Next his muscles bulged, ripping easily through his costume, leaving only the now tight cape tied around his neck still draped over his back. His ears grew long and pointed, flicking as they slid up the side of his elongated head. White fur swept across his body and he felt the hair on his head shift at the same time something shot from the top of his ass. At first the horsey Sean towered over the little girl minded Becky but soon he found he was shrinking. Becky wobbled to her feet, still awed at the magic. Sean stopped shrinking when he was only four feet at the shoulder, his own eyes slightly lower than the girls.
"Ooo! You is such a pwetty pony!" Becky squealed, clapping her hands and bouncing on her feet. Sean caught sight of his mane out of the corner of his eye, the hair was bright pink, red bows and flowers tied throughout. He whinnied when he saw his swishing tail, with more of the same. If horses could blush he felt he certainly would be. His mind fully intact he glared across at the Disney couple, as much as a horse can glare, Tinkerbell stepped back, taking David's hand once again.
Becky was playing with the ponies mane now, braiding the hair and giggling childishly, completely distracted. Tory let out a relieved breath, even with the cute little pony staring daggers at her. The little horse stomped a hoof and whinned again.
Then it spoke. "Not amuuhuhusing." It said, and David's and Tory's hearts fell in their chests. Becky only bounced even more, eyes wide in wonder once again.
"You can talk!" She said excitedly, hugging tight around his neck grinning. "I will keep you foevo! Yo name will be... candy!" She burbled, hopping once again. Sean's eyes never wavered.
"What evererer you say." He answered, his horsey lips twitching in a hideous attempt at a smile.