Did Aphra seem especially cheerful and pleased with herself today? Yes, yes she did.

"You're in for a treat today kids," she said. "Because I'm going to be showing you one of the most amazing tricks...hang on, I need a volunteer. You, there, with the pink hair, come up here."

Vi looked so happy to be voluntold. Really she did.

"Now see your classmate here's tattoos?" Without waiting or asking for permission, Aphra grabbed Vi's arm and held it up for the class to see, cheerfully oblivious to the fact Vi was just barely keeping herself from responding with great violence. "Lovely work, really, for something clearly down with a retro technique, but it's lacking a little something something, unlike these."

Still holding onto Vi's arm, Aphra waved her free hand to show off her own elctro-tattoos. Which would be when she turned into a tooka.

"...the actual fuck?" Since Vi wasn't expecting the teacher to turn into a weird poro-cat-thing with creepy little hands, she reacted in a highly reasonable manner and shook her arm to get the weird animal off her. Aphra went flying off and scampered into the nearest vent.

Vi was still swearing up a storm when she also vanished from view and a furious hissing came from the pile of her clothes as a tiny pink kitten crawled out from them.

Well. That was unexpected.