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Miles' father sat back, a huge grin on his face. "Thank you Mr Rauche." he said cheerfully. Miles' face lit up, his eyes widened dramatically. Not getting caught was basically his gift from god, being able to shape shift and charm the pants off people tends to get you out of trouble. Miles stood up and ran over to him, wrapping his arms around the man. "Thank you thank you thank you!" he shouted, nuzzling his new headteacher's cheek, his skin even softer than his father's. Miles' father got up off the desk. "I'll leave it to you to set up all the paperwork and stuff, and if you need my permission for anything, you have it." he said with a smile, then went to the door, waving to Miles.