How would the RO’s and Dawn react if while on a stroll with MC and their pet mouse, a masked thug attempted to rob them when suddenly MC’s mouse shapeshifted into an enormous, ferocious monster which ate the thug whole, before turning back into a mouse and letting MC pick them up off the ground, as MC says,”that’s such a good boy, yes you are!!!”
This ask reminds me of Goose from captain marvel 🤣
S: S's jaw hung open, eyes wide, fist lifted in preparation to fight the thug your mouse had just swallowed. They knew they didn't like the rat. The assassin kept their fist raised, warily shifting towards you while looking at the mouse in your hands, which you were cooing to. "What the hell is that thing?" S asked abruptly, reaching out and carefully poking the mouse.
"That is a demon. I know an exorcist —"
It took several minutes before S even considered walking alongside you. They settled for loitering nearby, taking sideways looks at the mouse and consciously avoiding walking in front of it. The assassin refused to enter your shop until the beast was far away.
M: M didn't flinch. Their eyes widened slightly, and they took a step back from where the thug had stood. Relaxing their hands, which had been ready to swing at the bandit, they gently raised their gaze to the mouse in your hand—or what appeared to be a mouse. M narrowed their eyes in curiosity and snorted at the mouse while stretching out a hand.
"I know! He is the best boy!"
B: There was a pregnant pause. Then B erupted into incoherent screaming, arms flailing, and leg kicking out as they fell backwards. They were prepared to talk the thug down, not for your mouse to transform into a big beast and devour said thug. The baker scrambled backwards as you looked around, fawning at the creature that had just eaten a person.
"What is that?!" B gasped, looking up at you in dread and shock. They almost passed out when you held out the mouse to them. They attempted to flee and head back to their own store, but you appeared adamant on bringing them back to reveal the true nature of your mouse. Whether the mouse was a "good boy" or not didn't matter to B because you could tell them everything in their own store.