"...So, as a temporary measure," Ponder said, "We're going to have to put into action a spell that'll switch out Death with you, you with... The Archchancellor. We'll get each of you back to your respective dimensions as soon as we can."
"Okay, how long will it take to set up?"
"I figure about a few hours, we'll get back to you then."
Tedd nodded, and turned off the Omniscope. It's been about an five hours since Grace has vanished, and he'd quickly been contacted by these Wizards... which, actually, weren't like the wizards from his dimension, and his Dad wasn't home still. He sits down in the basement, just thinking about what he should bring to an alternate dimension. How will the poeople be like? Were they people, or maybe robots? How did their magic function?
God, so many questions. Tedd thought.
He picks up his TF gun, and begins to program in a few new functions.
Alright, sheep mode... They will not be able to escape their fluffyness! Okay, simulations shows they'll simply be engulfed by wool, Head will be left alone... alright, seems that forms set, what else can I do... Disguises! Alright, forms of my friends are on standby, Tess form, female form, forms of randomized individuals... Yeah, I think I got all this... Now, what else...
He looks around, and... well, didn't really have all that many weapons, to be honest. Nor anything really in the name of Armor... What could he bring other then the TF gun... Laptop's important... Glasses, can't forget those...
He goes upstairs, and looks through his dad's stuff.
Come on, there has to be SOMETHING here I can use... And a gun, that mi-
"Tedd!"
... cra-[footnote]At the moment, Across the nation, 7 sheep were vanished and 7 hedgehogs took their place. Across Fourside, 7 cats vanished with 7 sheep where they were, and across the Unseen university, 17 wizards were being attacked by 7 very angry, very bitter cats.[/footnote][hr]
"Come on, did it work?" Ponder asked.
"It had to, the Archchancellor's gone."
"Okay, I suppose it'll take a while before Death returns..."
They began to twiddle their thumbs in idleness... Then recoiled from the bright flash of light... to see The Death of Rats in front of them.
Ponder looked at the Death of Rats.
"... Well crap."
"Hey, at least we got A death."
"Not the right one!" he shouts at them, "God, Susan's going to be-"[hr]