After a good amount of sleep for the night, Mycel was ready for action. Following the teacher's instructions, or whatever she said, Mycel walked over to his locker like many other classmates did and opened it. Inside was the costume he had asked for. Yellow training suit top with a pair of moldy green pants. Both with openings here and there for unexpected mold attacks.
"YES."
Mycel's face widened into a grin few minutes later, as he put on his costume and flexed his arms around. This wasn't cool like many costumes you saw-no gadgets, no unique design- but you can easily make a substitute, and it was simple and cool. And Mycel didn't like having countless tools sticking on his costume anyways.