Students parted around a single boy. He would have been walking with his brother, however, their last period wasn't the same, hell, none of their classes were. Their teachers had separated them in an attempt to cut down on their pranks. It hadn't worked. The only thing it did was keep them from meeting up as often as they would have liked. Regardless, he walked through the hallways with a massive smile on his face, waving to everyone he knew, and even the kids he didn't. Connor was well-liked by most for his amiable and humorous personality as well as his ample disregard for the rules. He wasn't a destructive, or particularly vicious kid, he just a clown with a big heart. He also happened to be a devious and... creative prankster. On his shoulder was perched a fox, of the fennec variety to be precise. This fox's name was Hans, and he was Connor's demon. Strangely enough, it spoke. "Do we really have to go to this meeting? I thought we did stuff like this last year. We both know it's going to be incredibly boring." Connor chuckled, shaking his head and nearly dislodging his little partner. "Now, now Hans. We both also know that it's important to go to these meetings. We're getting assigned to a new teacher this year. Last year's advisor decided she needed a break from us, remember?" Connor chided, to which Hans only scoffed.
"Feh, she was too twitchy to begin with, whoever put her in charge of you and your miscreant brother was touched in the head." Hans supplied, making Connor sputter and cough he laughed so hard. Once more, Connor moved in such a manner as to unseat his little fox, still Hans clung onto his master with supernatural dexterity. "Be nice now, Hans. She was perfectly respectable, she was just trying too hard while we weren't trying hard enough." Connor countered, to which Hans ceded. "Welp, I dunno about you, but I'm lost. What say we find the place the easy way?" Connor asked, to which Hans nodded vigorously.
At that, Connor slipped into the bathroom, he walked into a stall without locking the door behind him, instead, he just closed the door. He didn't sit, or even use the bathroom, instead, Connor clapped his hands. Slowly, he felt his power flow through him and in a few moments the magic began to unfold. Connor liked to keep his magic a secret. It was common knowledge that Connor was a Water-type Magni and what he lacked in talent, he made up for with enthusiasm. Secretly though, Connor's true area of expertise, was shapeshifting. Only Hans and Kieran knew. If word got out that the single best prankster in the school could be a tiny little rabbit or a humongous rhinoceros, then his reputation as a silent and perfect prank assassin would be tarnished. Connor could transform into any mammal of his choosing. In a very short amount of time, Connor's body shrunk to a fraction of its size, his arms and fingers lengthening while the rest of his body shrunk. Soon, Connor was a bat. A small, vampire bat to be exact. He slipped out of his clothes, which Hans readily scooped up, and began echolocating, the sound forming a sonic map of the area in his head. He fluttered his way up and over to an open air vent, slipping inside the school's infrastructure without a sound. Hans followed soundlessly behind him, jumping up into the vent with ease, all the while carrying Connor's clothes on his back. Using his vastly enhanced senses of smell and hearing, Connor effortlessly located the room he was supposed to meet up in.
While still in the ceiling, Connor had Hans lay his clothes out and slipped back into them while he was still a bat. Then, after snapping his jaws, Connor released the spell. He quickly grew back to his regular size, his clothes fitting over the top of his body like a glove. However, once transformed, Connor was far too heavy for the fragile ceiling tiles to support. He fell through with a loud crash, flipping over in mid-air to land on his belly with an exaggerated grunt. As the dust around him settled, Hans decided that would be the most opportune time to jump down, announcing their presence. He landed on top of Connor's head with a small affectionate yip, coercing another groan out of the winded Connor. At that, he rose as quickly as he could, comically unsettling Hans, who fell off and over his shoulder as Connor rose. "You idiot!" Connor yelled at Hans, fake anger filling his voice. "Of all the places to land, you chose my head?" Hans rose, shaking the dust off of his body. "Of course, that was the only thing soft enough to break my fall." Hans said, completely deadpan. The pair stared at each other for a while before breaking out into raucous laughter. Hans jumped into Connor's arms and they hugged. "I suppose I can forgive you, ya useless furball." "And I you, oh smelly and worthless one."
It was at this point they realized they were not the only ones in the room. "He he... oops?" Connor said with a shrug, a sheepish smile on his face. "I guess with is where the meeting is, eh? Well, good news Hans, our map of the ceiling is accurate!" Connor exclaimed. "Excellent news." Hans said monotonously. "The gods of pranking smile upon us." Hans said, finishing their joke. "Oh! Alvor! Hey buddy, what's up?" Connor asked, recognizing his roomie.