[Upon waking in Mayfield, a certain red-headed kindergartner noticed that, as she sat up in her bed, that her room had shrunk a considerable amount. As did her bed. And her... everything.

Her immediate instinct? Get out of the room, and raise a ruckus and ask why her room looked so... plain. And then, when she saw the hallway. It got worse. It was very clear that this was not Morbucks Manor.

Sorry, Mitchell Road. Princess is kind of in the middle of making a mess by turning over things and flipping out, throwing pictures and vases and whatever gets in her way, before knocking over the phone, flopping onto the floor and just screaming.]

--ible! Completely horrible! Why would anyone take me like this?! If they did anything to Daddy, I'll... I'll...!

If I find out who's responsible for this, I'll get them!