TG War: Promoting.

"MAIL CALL!"
Levi jumped a foot in the air, doing an impressive spin to face...  a mailman.  "What do you want?!"
"Mail for you Mr. Clayborne."
"NEVAR!" Levi declared, "Toss it all into the Fernace!"
"The mailman blinked and stared at the small fern growing out of a playing card. "Um...  Are you sure?  There's a card here from Red base..."
"Lies and slander!" Levi ranted, jumping behind a couch, "This is another one of his plots!"
The mailman adjusted his glasses, "This appears to be a letter of promotion."
Levi snatched the letter away and opened it, reading it with suspicion.  " Congratulations!  You have been promoted to..."  He unfolded the rest of the letter, "WHITE TEAM WAITRESS?!"
With that, the letter shot out a blast of TG energy, leaving Levi standing in shock, now a girl in a white waitress uniform.
"Whatever, I still have my mind." She gave a little smirk, offset by the fact she was now smaller.
"Yes...  actually, that flaw of the letter-TG-trap is still there...  so the mind alteration part happens slowly."  The mailman pushed up his hat, revealing himself as Xavier.
"Wait...  Mind Alteration?!  Stop this now!"
"Um, we can't undo it until after it's done, or else side effects occur." Xavier gave a wicked grin towards his victim.
"I'll get you back for this you...  you...  You need anything sir?"  Levi's attitude suddenly shifted to a cheery one, as the mental control activated.
"Actually, you should probably get going to the White Base Cafe....  you might be late for work, miss."
The waitress nodded and darted off, while levi seethed in the back of her mind.  Xavier shuffled through his stack of letters.  "That was pretty good...  on to the next one."