Tommy landed. His right wing tangled with his left foot causing him to tumble over and spill the contents of his pouch. He glanced around the school’s landing field. The other students were too busy executing perfect landings and popping into human form to pay attention to him.
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Squeezing his eyes shut, he stretched his neck up. His wings shrunk as his head expanded. His arms lengthened. He tilted his head down and fought to get the last bit of breath out. His fingers popped out one by one.
He drew in a ragged breath. The outside of his talons turned white, the edges molding together to form sneakers. His right leg suddenly popped out, knocking him off balance. His left leg popped halfway out, stopping him from falling over. Gasping in a quick breath, he blew the rest of his left leg out.
Then he looked around the field and grinned like a monkey as, with a thud, the huge silver sphere landed next to him. What a rush; his best game of Dragon Ball ever. He had to make the team this time, surely?
Tommy wiped the sweat off his head and looked around for Mr. Garrigale. "Coach!" he shouted. "Coach! Whaddaya think?"
The last of the team were popping their limbs out and running toward him; but when Tommy found Garrigale, he realized the coach hadn't seen a thing: as usual, he still had his head planted firmly up his ass.
Opening: Sarah L......Continuation: ril