"Fly, take me out of here!"

Wings on his staff!

He's up in the air immediately, backpack securely fastened. Lucky Kero.

"What was that for?"

"Get out of here before someone sees you. This was a pathetic showing, and I really hope you have better."

He starts to turn, the sword returning to card form, before he stops.

"Kero...as in Cerberus? The Guardian Beast?"

"Yes! Charged with protecting the cards and guiding the cardcaptor!"

"Stellar job, as always. Clow Reed was a master, I'm sure. Good luck, cardcaptor, Kero."

He walks to his next class.

Every reasonable, sane person was in class, not accosting him outside, so hopefully there weren't too many witnesses.

This is his mess to clean up, if so. He'll handle them quietly.

Scott and Kero fly home.

"That went badly."

"Yeah. He doesn't know anything about Clow. Or you."

"What do I do if he keeps taking cards before I can find them?"

"If he doesn't misuse them it's not that bad..."

"No, he seems fine, but he doesn't like me...what if he tries to take my cards? Could he become the cardcaptor?" 

"No, only the key of the seal can decide who's worthy to become the cardcaptor."

"Right."

Eventually, they land. 

The next few days are fairly boring. 

Downright uneventful, really.

He really wants another Clow card to become active, so he's not just wasting his time pretending he understands calculus. 

Well that's a pretty suspicious storm approaching that one specific part of town.

"Jump, let me fly, take me to the storm's eye."

He goes.

He can bounce quite high!

There's not a whole lot of places to bounce from, though, the streets are flooded and lots of people are stranded and it's fairly chaotic down there.

(And a girl, one of the people stranded down there, sees a bouncing figure that looks like a boy and thinks this is really weird.)

Are all the cars underwater? He'll use those to bounce closer.

A surprising number of them are, but not all, no.

Now the girl got a much closer look. Yep, that's a bouncing boy, what the duck.

He draws his Sword.

A storm isn't likely to be very stabbable, but he'll try.

The storm is indeed not very stabbable. It is a girl, in a clown outfit.

Can he stab her? A little?

Not a whole lot, she's slippery.

He finds the nearest building he can to the card.

"God of Thunder, take form and strike the eye of the storm."