As I expected, she closes the door with the lock, so I look around, and all I can find is the top of the trash can in her house, so I shift back to my human form and take the top to place it on my private part, I knock on the door, to which she answers.
“I’m calling the cops! Or animal control, leave, or I will call them both!” She shouts.
With that, I roll my eyes, and I have had enough of her freaking out, so I take the door and open it, startling her with her eldest son. The other one is in the hallway with a knife, which will be a swell time; I place my hand a bit above me as a surrender to them.
“I come in peace and with many answers, to the best of my own knowledge. But right now, as you can all see, I need at least a pair of underwear.” They look at me wired when they see the top
