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[canaan_divided]

Mamet's been a woman before, but he's never been a kid - well, except when he really was a kid, of course! - and he reacts to the surprise with absolute glee. Everything feels different, like he can do anything, and he wants to. He wants to play, he wants to have fun. He hasn't forgotten it's Halloween, and after spending some quality time rolling

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[banky]

When Banky woke up that morning, he knew SOMETHING was fucking wrong. It didn't take him long to figure out that he was about two and a half feet shorter than he'd been before he went to bed and he was seriously lacking in facial hair.

The strange thing was that he wasn't all that MAD about it. In fact, he had lots of energy and spent the morning drawing lots of pictures (careful still to color INSIDE the lines) and then running around the compound like a nut. Tonight would be trick or treating and he needed a costume, so after he took a snack break, Banky bounded over to the clothes box.

Hearing somebody talking to him, he whirled around and saw a kid who was slightly smaller than him. "Hey!" he returned loudly. "I dunno. There MIGHT be!"

[canaan_divided]

Mamet's a little intimidated by the older boy, and frowns. "Well...well don't take all day, I want one, too," he says, chest puffed, trying his best to sound anything but sullen.

[banky]

"Yeah?" Banky asked, and it was definitely a little challenging. "And what do YOU wanna be?" Crossing his arms about his chest, Banky looked over at the kid and gave him an expectant stare.

[canaan_divided]

"I don't know," Mamet says in a tiny voice, his stance deflating just a bit. "Maybe a ninja. Or Godzilla."