A/N: This is just a random idea that won't leave me alone. (All mistakes are my own, and I would be ecstatic if you could review on the content not the format.) This isn't going to be a big chapter its just the explanation of why they turn into teenagers etc I can have my fun once Iv set the scene!

P.S: This isn't mine… *sob*… Terry Pratchett owns.

In between Turntable Road and Short Street there is a small alleyway, there has never been much use of this alley because everyone knows that it crosses next to UU and no-body wants to trust the bloody wizards. Halfway down the alley there is six watchmen (or as the league of individuals prefers it) watchpeople.

However, because the alley isn't very wide and the watch is currently trying to be subtle there is a fair bit of groping, pierced every now and again by exchanges like;

"Angua, is that you?"

"No, why?"

"So who's got their hand on my-"

"Sally! Don't think I wont kill you just because were on duty."

"Sorry Sarge, can't blame a girl for tryin-"

"Are you sure he's up there captain?" yelled commander Vimes, as the rain misted around him and covered the rest of his squad in the yellow acid that passed for rain in the twin cities of Ankh-Morpork.

"Yes sir, I can smell him, he's terrified sir," answered Angua looking at the high dome of the University of Unseen Magic's roof.

Vimes frowned at the clouds bruised up grey, black and purple features – ever since the Carcer incident his mistrust of magic had deepened along but this man was just as bad and he couldn't look the other way, even for magic.

"Sir, I fink we shud go 'round da sides and cum 'round from dif'rant directions, like my squad did wiv Geode shale the uver week," grunted Detritus his knuckles glistening in the rains spray. Vimes looked up at the massive sergeant; squinting slightly to keep the troll in view 1).

"Yes Sergeant, I heard about that, but you have to stop before you run into the assailant" countered Vimes.

"But e' definitely came quietly, sir" said Detritus.

"I heard that he didn't have any teeth to talk through" answered the voice of Cheery from everyone's knees.

Vimes signalled for silence before Detritus could answer as a sound behind him made the hind brain twitch. Quickly he spun round… and stared.

"Er Carrot, you visit parts of the city right?" asked Vimes in a strained voice, Carrot stepped forward,

"Oh yes sir."

"Right, well in that case have you ever seen the walls grow green slime at a bloody fast speed"

"No sir, I don't think I can say that I have."

"Right sod this subtlety for a game of soldiers, squad get out of here, fast," as one the watchpeople turned round to race down to the exit currently unslimed but were caught off guard.

Only in Ankh Morpork would someone find a way to steal the entrance to a bloody alleyway, thought Vimes with a hint of civic pride. Desperately the squad checked for a way out but none seemed to be forecoming.

The slime touched Detritus first; huge bursts of octorine lights covered his granite skin making it darker and chipped, then slowly shrinking them to half the size. The carefully cultivated Troll muscle began to shrivel away, making the once bulging limbs look weedy and pathetic.

Next was Angua, her body began to shrink and widen, her face puffing out slightly taking years off her, while inadvertently making her seem far more innocent. Her hair shortened along with her still shrinking body, until she looked no older than 14.

This process of shrinking and de-aging continued with everyone until, at last, it hit Vimes full on. His last thoughts before his vision was veiled by the adolescent boys brain patterns 3) was, Bloody Magi-

1) The current scenery was to Detritus what a big bunch of zebra's was to one zebra. The only difference was that no-one in the vicinity would ever dream of jumping out to bite Detritus's arse. 2)

2) Well there had been an embarrassing incident with constable clay, drug squad, but no-one ever liked to mentioned that.

3) Which were; eat. Sleep. Drink. Sex. Boobs. Laugh. Scratch balls. Look cool in front of girls.

A/N: Alright I really want to continue and do a chapter on how they fair dealing with adolescent again, will they learn from past mistakes? Will they ignore theses annoying hormones they thought they got rid of years ago? And most importantly will they ever get over all the teenage dramas?

I'll only write it if you think its worth bothering with so please review.