Flurrabell ran down the elementary school halls, trying not to be noticed by the other kids. The good news was that it was passing period, so he didn't look as suspicious as he would have during class. Having to explain to the hall monitor that the beeping coming from his backpack wasn't a cell phone and was, in fact, a wand gifted to him by a goddess of purity that was currently warning him of imminent danger was not on the list of things the bird boy wanted to deal with at the moment. And that wasn't even getting into the transformation...
"Hey, Flurr, what's the hurry?" A rabbit boy asked his classmate as Flurrabell made his way to his destination.
"Oh, um, y'know, that mystery meat, am I right?" Flurrabell chirped, holding his tummy in fake pain as he rounded the corner, heading straight toward the boys' restroom and opening the door. The beeping from his backpack was getting louder, he needed to make this quick!
"Yikes! I told ya not to try it!" The other boy's voice echoed throughout the halls, and was cut off as the door slammed shut behind Flurrabell. No one ever used the bathroom on this floor. There was only one stall and one urinal, and it always had leaky problems. The perfect place for the bird to transform.
He set his backpack on the sink and unzipped it, reaching in and pulling out his beeping wand. "Why isn't there a silent setting on this thing?" He groaned before stepping to the middle of the bathroom. Holding his wand up in the air, the beeping stopped, and he immediately felt a familiar surge of power rushing through his body! A flash emanated from his wand, and in a microsecond, all of his clothes were gone, replaced by glimmering light and sparkles! His outfit began to take shape: a girly top with a bright pink bow, a flowing short skirt, and to top it all off, a superhero mask with trailing ribbons.
He struck a pose, his transformation complete! No longer was he normal schoolboy Flurrabell... he was the Magical Girl, Captain Flurry! And he had a task to--
A middle-aged walrus emerged from the one stall in the bathroom, dressed in his traditional janitorial garb, setting a plunger on his cart and whistling. He stopped dead in his tracks, locking eyes with Captain Flurry. They stared at each other for a moment... before the janitor simply grumbled and shook his head. "They're gettin' way too lax with the dress code here..." He muttered to himself as he pushed his cart out of the bathroom.