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Coraline yawned, stretching her arms up as she kicked her sheets off her bed. Legs dangling off the end of the bed Coraline sat up onto her arms and stared down at legs that were longer then last night. Coraline knew she grew and grew quite quickly but this was ridiculous. Swinging her legs over Coraline walked over to her marked door and stood back against it before placing her hand above her head.

"How have I grown two inches?" Coraline asked curiously before frowning at her voice. It sounded weird. It sounded older. Coraline looked down at herself, at the clothes that had been too big on her last night but were now too snug. Especially around the chest area. "What the-BILL! BILL!"

Coraline opened her door, storming out into the hall and down towards the kitchen before she finally caught sight of her reflection. Coraline paused mouth open in shock as she looked at her face... her body! Coraline swallowed before giggling. This was going to be so awesome! She looked old!

"Nevermind!" Coraline yelled, turning around and around as she looked herself over. "This is so cool."

Looking around Coraline grabbed one of Bill's shirts and ran back towards her room with a happy whoop. Coraline put her 'DO NOT DISTURB' sign on her door before shutting it with a bang. Coraline needed a plan of action, Coraline needed to... get rid of her Coraline-ness.

"Okay, let's see. No key, no bracelet, no catbag, no Cat you'll have to stay here, no... wellies. Oh, but I like my wellies." Coraline said grumbling to herself as she began to write a list of things she wanted to do now that she was a Grown Up. "And I need a legend. A simple one just like Adam did. I could be Jo or ha! I'll be Caroline! Right, first I need clothes. And then I need a drink or a kiss or something! Ha this is brilliant!"

Coraline shrugged out of her clothes into Bill's oversized shirt and tugged on a pair of converse flats. Wrapping a belt around her middle she looked- well, Coraline thought she looked odd but she in fact looked hot. Peeking out of her bedroom Coraline looked around before making her escape.

"Going out!" Coraline yelled as she ran out of the Homestead. The island was in for a whole world of trouble.

OOC: Catch Coraline going up to the Compoung or trying to find something to wear.

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Johnny shrugged. He knew when to give up. Besides, with Coraline pressed up against him like that it was getting difficult to think up responses as clearly as he would've liked. And something inside was telling him on no uncertain terms that this was not the time for 'umm...'.

"Well, maybe. I still don't think it's cowboys and aliens inside of there though."

"But you're saying it could be caged dinosaur fights? Cool," Coraline said leaning against Johnny a little and grinning happily. Coraline pressed her lips together, glancing at Johnny sideways as she considered him. Johnny was still Johnny whether he was a boy, girl or man but there was something more Johnnyish when he was a man rather than a boy or a girl. "You look... different. Good different. I mean."

"Do I?" Well, that was a stupid response. Of course, he looked different, he'd spent almost half an hour that morning getting used to that fact. So why couldn't he think of something cool to say instead? Was there anything cool you could say to that?

"Umm... Thanks?"

"Yes, of course you do. Haven't you looked at yourself? You look well... nice. I mean, you normally look nice but now you look well um. You look very um," Coraline said, grinning as she brushed her hair behind her ear with her free hand. Coraline flushed a little, not too much but just a smidge. Apparently at least when she got older she learned how to hide her embarassment a bit more.

"Oh."

The situation had now officially crossed over into weird territory. Any minute now Johnny expected the creepy music to start playing before Rod Serling popped out from behind a bush with a book.

"Well, I guess you look very um too. I mean, nice. You look very nice. Not that you don't always look nice, but umm..." Complimenting girls was much harder than it looked in the movies.

"Thanks Johnny," Coraline said genuinely smiling at the sort of compliment. Coraline expected the um's from Johnny, he wasn't like other boys and well, other boys tended to not compliment her at all. "We'll measure the bikinis on levels of um. I think that's the sure way to know exactly which one to wear."

"So what, if it's a short um it's a no and if it's a longer um it's a yes?" Johnny thought it over for a moment before finding a flaw in the system. "But what if one's so bad -or good really- so good that I can't say anything? What if it's like on a beyond-um level or something?"

He was rambling now and he really didn't care.

"Yes, that sounds about right." Coraline said smiling at Johnny and taking his hand again when she thought they were going too slowly. Coraline could see the compound now and that meant she was only more eager to change. "Well, if it's beyond um level or that bad or good then we'll have to use the nodding or shaking system."

Coraline could quite easily imagine the no silence, she'd had that from Kon quite a few times followed by him telling her to go change. Usually that meant the dress itself was a good one.

"Got it," Johnny said, nodding in agreement and picking up the pace. It was getting beyond surreal now. He was a young teenaged boy stuck in an adult's body and a-- well, to put it frankly, a hot girl was walking close to him. His pop culture trained mind knew that there was only one thing missing from this equation.

"You didn't happen to see any unplugged fortune telling machines around, did you? Before all of this happened, I mean?"

"No, why would I see a- oh, you mean like from Big. Right?" Coraline asked curiously before seriously considering the question. Coraline had been wishing for a long time to grow up but she doubted the island had really answered her particular wish. It was probably just one of those weeks. "No, I haven't used an unplugged fortune telling machine or asked a wish from a sea witch or anything like that. I just woke up like this, why did you see a Fortune telling machine?"

Coraline bounded up the steps, pulling Johnny with her into the compound as she went.

"No," Johnny answered as he was pulled up the steps. It was getting difficult to remember to keep his gaze on something neutral and every now and then he found himself drawn to look at Coraline. This was a problem in of itself due to the fact that when she moved there was a whole lot more of her moving than before and it was getting very distracting.

"No, I didn't. But I keep thinking there has to be something. I mean, even when it was aliens or dead people there was still a reason for why it was happening."

"Oh, it happens all the time. Sometimes people switch bodies or personalities or become girls or boys or get old or get really young. There's usually never a reason, I don't think this island has reasons. It's pretty whimsical," Coraline said knowingly even if she wasn't quite sure how to stop spelling whimsical. Coraline bounced down the Compound pulling Johnny down with her towards where the clothes box lived. "I was Stephen Colbert once, that was weird. I yelled a lot."

Coraline dragged Johnny in front of the box and peeked in. "Right, I want something um inspiring. The bigger the um the better."

He could have asked who Stephen Colbert was, but he wasn't even going to bother. Life was too short as it was (and was probably even shorter now that he'd packed ten years or so into one night). Besides, he wasn't here for conversation. His sole purpose here was to um.

"Or possibly the beyond-um," he pointed out, looking at the box. They had an uncomfortable history together, but at least digging in it was Coraline's task, not his.

"But only if it's a good beyond-um," Coraline said turning her head to smile up at Johnny. Coraline sat down, bending over the box as she looked for something beyond-um. Coraline huffed, throwing something hideous and frilly at Johnny as she looked for something decent. Coraline pulled out a couple before sitting up to show Johnny properly. "Okay, we have this one. Or this one. Or this one."

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"Umm..." Perhaps starting with the um straight off was a mistake, but it was more out of confusion that anything else. A little bit of string and some handkerchiefs couldn't possibly be actual swimwear... Could they?

"Umm... The middle one's sort of... Well, it's very pink. I guess the stripey one isn't bad?"

"No, we don't want not bad or very pink. We want beyond-um. Maybe they don't look the same off then they do on? Okay, I'm going to go try this one on, stay here." Coraline said wandering off to go borrow a room to try it on. Pulling the bikini on, Coraline turned around and stared at herself. She wondered why it didn't quite fit her like her normal ones did. It sort of filled out, Coraline had never filled anything out before.

Coraline wandered back to the clothes box and brushed her hair behind her ear. "Okay, what about this one then?"

Johnny was fairly certain a part of his brain had exploded just a little. Not too much to kill him outright, mind, but just enough to make it very, very difficult to think.

"Umm..." He finally managed after a long period of silence. "Wow. That's... Well, that's probably good."

Coraline scrunched her face up, watching Johnny for long pauses of silence or elongated um's. Coraline put her hand on her hip, leaning slightly to one side as she waited for him to say something or anything. A nod or a shake. But he was just quiet for a bit anyway.

"Well? Probably good?" Coraline asked curiously. Coraline took a step forward closer to Johnny concerned. "Are you alright? You look a bit funny."

"Ahuh. I'm fine. Perfectly fine. I feel fine." Johnny knew he was probably overreacting, but he couldn't stop himself from taking a step back as Coraline came closer, feeling horrible as he did so. She was still Coraline, she was still his friend, it was just that now there was a whole lot more of Coraline on display then there had been before.

"Really. I think that one's wow. It's really wow."

"Okay, if you're sure you're fine." Coraline said looking confused at Johnny as he took a step back away from her. Coraline shook her head, turning around to grab a pair of shorts out of the box. Coraline brushed her hair behind her ear to grin at Johnny. "Really wow? Cool. Okay, so that's one thing crossed off my list. Only a whole bunch to go. You want to help me? With the list? It'll be fun."

The way Coraline said that meant there was bound to be Trouble.

"We're not sneaking into the club already, are we?" By this point in time Johnny had fully resigned himself to being a part in whatever Trouble Coraline might have had in mind. He knew he couldn't stop it, all he could hope to do was maybe lessen some of the damage.

"No, it's far too early to sneak into a club. I've still got a million things I want to do before that." Coraline said, pulling her list out of Bill's abandoned shirt. "Let's see we've got running one of Mister James's drills, going to dino territory, firing a gun and kissing."

Johnny was silent, but he would have liked to say that some of those things didn't necessarily sound very grown up to him. After all, he'd fired a gun a few years ago without feeling like an adult and wandering into dinosaur territory just sounded stupid to him. He wasn't sure about the drill thing though.

"Well, which one do you want to do first?" Please don't say dinosaurs, he kept repeating to himself. Please don't say dinosaurs.

"Dinosaurs." Coraline said automatically, brushing her hair behind her ear. Coraline looked at Johnny curiously before considering her answer carefully. He was rather Johnnyish but that wasn't too um bad. "Or I guess we could try the kissing."

It had to be dinosaurs. Johnny's face fell as soon as Coraline mentioned them, only to turn slightly confused as she laid out the alternate plan. "Wait. You want to try kissing with me?"