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Being back in the castle, for Nikki, was much better than being at home. There were no parents or brothers or grandparents to be ashamed of you. No confusing girls that liked to have people call them a name that was competly different from the one they had to make you feel bad about yourself. And there were friends. Alot of friends.
"Ah, paradise," she said, letting herself fall back into her bed.
Nikki turned and watched Goose and Moose play inside their shoe box house. The two looked so happy just being with eachother. And she thought that maybe being a mouse might be more pleasant than being a teenage witch.
Then she noticed something and reached over to pick up Moose. Her snowy white fur was still the same but she looked plumper. Much bigger than she usually did. For a small, palm size mouse, much bigger wasn't exactly much bigger but big enough.
With a sigh, Nikki dismissed it and put Moose back with her pepper colored friend before crawling under her covers and falling asleep.
"Ah, paradise," she said, letting herself fall back into her bed.
Nikki turned and watched Goose and Moose play inside their shoe box house. The two looked so happy just being with eachother. And she thought that maybe being a mouse might be more pleasant than being a teenage witch.
Then she noticed something and reached over to pick up Moose. Her snowy white fur was still the same but she looked plumper. Much bigger than she usually did. For a small, palm size mouse, much bigger wasn't exactly much bigger but big enough.
With a sigh, Nikki dismissed it and put Moose back with her pepper colored friend before crawling under her covers and falling asleep.