Beauty froze for just a moment, as the transformation took place, staring down at a red-faced teenage boy where there'd previously been a rambunctious puppy. Then her shoulders shook in silent laughter, and she lightly smacked A.J.'s head.
"I had a feeling it was you," she scolded, turning rather red herself, but grinning nonetheless. "Well, maybe not right off. You were right, scoundrel that you are. You make an adorable puppy."
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"I had a feeling it was you," she scolded, turning rather red herself, but grinning nonetheless. "Well, maybe not right off. You were right, scoundrel that you are. You make an adorable puppy."