Panel 1:
Sargreon does explanatory jazzhands at Mistaire and Tony, who look at each other nervously.
Sargreon: You're his summoner. I suppose you can't control him like a normal Laserhawk, but the idea is the same.
Panel 2:
Mistaire points frantically at Tony while Sargreon rubs his chin(?).
Sargreon: If you two are separated, he might stop existing altogether.
Tony: WHAT?!
Mistaire: So we have to take him home with us?!
Panel 3:
The back of Sargreon's head speaks to Mistaire, who is stressed.
Sargreon: We can't. He's proof that we've tampered with a developing planet.
Mistaire: Then what DO we do?!
Panel 4:
Sargreon leers at Tony, who begins to worry.
Sargreon: I'm not totally convinced that the spell is irreversable. We'll stay wtih him until I can find a cure.
Panel 5:
Mistaire clutches her head and whines while Tony just stares vacantly, trying to get a grasp on his situation.
Mistaire: Aaaugh! I'm going to miss prom!
Tony: I'm gonna live with ALIENS?!
Panel 6:
Reaction shot of a frustrated, impatient Sargreon.
Sargreon: Whiny children give me such a headache...




Actually, funny thing here. Mistaire's on summer vacation. This will be important in a later chapter. The thing is...prom is months away. She's...obsessed with prom. That or I didn't think it through when I made prom a recurring complaint of hers. Also, should've called it Space Prom. The difference between space prom and regular prom is that space proms can divide by zero. Thaaat's the ticket.