[A little bit after Susan’s lecture to Oliver]

Sitting in his bed, Oliver couldn't sleep a wink. His heart was still racing after the horrible - but undeniably awesome night earlier.

“Can't sleep… so bored… phone dead…” he sighed. “Just what am I gonna do…?” Oliver asked himself, looking up at the ceiling of the café attic.

Realising there were nothing but cobwebs and bugs, Oliver grimaced before turning to his side. His eyes were drawn to his driver - a grin forming across his face.

He picked up, cautiously getting off the bed so as to not cause anymore injuries. Standing in front of his mirror, he showed his driver to the mirror before moving it to the side in a straight line.

“Henshin!”

He put the driver on, pulling the trigger as he did so. He transformed, causing the café to shake a bit.

“Okay… okay let's not actually do the transformation…” Oliver said to himself, disengaging his transformation.

On the first floor, Susan took out her earbuds - swearing she heard something.

“What is that boy up t- shit the kettle!” Susan's attention was quickly diverted to the bubbling kettle.

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Meanwhile as she was cleaning up the mess she had created from her distracted state, Oliver was busy practicing his transformation poses.

“Transform” Oliver said, crossing his right arm over his chest in an upward motion.

“Trans… form!” Oliver said, slowly raising up his right hand as his left hand was pulled back beside his waist.

“T- t - transform!” Oliver said, making a swirling motion with one hand then clenching his fist.

“Twirly, Bright, Magical, Pure-Pure, Transform~!” Oliver twirled before doing a peace sign and wink.

After doing that pose, he stopped for a moment - wondering what he was doing with his life.

“Transform!” Oliver reached his arm to the sky, then clenching it tight.

As he continued to do more and more poses, he couldn't settle on one. He wanted to do all of them, but knew he'd forget how to do them mid battle. It was then… when he found the perfect one.

“Okay… now this one deserves the transformation sequence…” Oliver said, getting himself ready.

He placed the driver on his waist before raising his right hand up to his face. He made it so that his hand would be covering his entire face except his right eye. He then wrapped his other hand around his wrist, holding it tightly. With a deep breath, Oliver smiled.

“Transform”

Taking his left hand off his wrist, he pulled the trigger on his driver, then placed both of his clenched fists to his sides.

As the transformation sequence finishes, he looks at himself in the mirror, feeling proud of himself.

“Heheh I look good too…” shooting a finger gun at himself.

“You look stupid” Susan interrupted, standing in the doorway.

Oliver quickly turned to his aunt in shock, asking how long she'd been watching him.

“Since the ‘Twirly, Bright, Magical, Pure-Pure’ one….” She said with a dark expression.

Oliver's transformation immediately canceled - looking at

his aunt with embarrassment.

“Please kill me”