'Right, something useful,' said Kat, clearly enjoying herself, 'You know useful is hard when it comes to animals because it usually results in breakfast...'
Dan gulped, 'But I don't want to be breakfast!'
'Who does?'
Suddenly, Dan scoffed, 'You know, this is taking quite a long time, I'm starting to think you're not even a-'
But he was stopped mid-sentence as suddenly his arms and legs shot inwards and he felt himselfshinking. Suddenly his ears were hanging low beside his face and his tail was wagging. His. Tail. Was. Wagging.
'I'm a dog!' Dan barked, 'I specifically asked for something useful!'
'Which is why you're a talking dog,' Kat retorted, basking in her abilities by making a nearby pile of books float.
'What's that useful for?' Dan was enraged.
'I dunno, answering phones?' Was Kat's uncaring answer.
There was silence, until the short dog on the carpet began to growl, and Kat reacted, 'Okay, okay- Look, it's a thing witches do to teach lessons, and you need to learn a lesson, you're annoying and selfish and whatnot, and that's got to stop, you have to learn!'
'By being a dog?! How's that going to teach me- Holdondidyouherethatwhatwasthat?' Kat was surprised by her brother's reaction to the doorbell ringing, and asked, 'Danny... Are you alright?'
The dog took a deep breath and said, attempting to sound calm, 'Yup... Most definitely... Now... If you'll excuse me... I'mgonnakillwhoeverisatthedooryoudeadpaldeadyouhereme!'
Dan ran towards the door and began barking frantically at it, jumping at the letterbox viciously.
Kat sighed, 'should have known he'd be a badly behaved dog.'
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