It took nearly half an hour for you to explain to your cute friends that you really were Bryan Cobb, despite your current royal appearance. Not only did you show them the letter that started this multiple times, but you had to dig deep into your memory for enough details to really prove you were who you said you were. Once they finally believed you, they looked at the tea they'd been drinking. Billy made a joke about you drugging it earlier, but that hadn't struck you or Mark as very funny. Looking more serious now, Mark came up with a plan. "Alright then, if winning that costume contest is the only way to open that thing and get you back to normal, we should hurry." That sounded like a very sensible idea, especially because the contest was actually sounding very fun to you.
"Hold up!" Billy said, raising a hand up. "There's no guarantee Bryan can win that, and what if she does and doesn't get turned back? We only have the world of some mysterious note, y'know? I say we call the police or investigate online, try and find a more sensible way to turn her back." There was something to that, you had to admit, though you weren't sure how you felt about the pronoun Billy was using for you.
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