Chapter #9Brad's changes hit by: Michelle   The group watched Brad's torso arch over. It was obvious he was becoming an animal of some sort. His arms and legs turned into paws as fur sprouted out everywhere. His nose and head elongated as canines formed in his mouth. Seconds later, where Brad stood was now a Golden Retriever on all 4's. Brad excitedly wagged his new tail, "Okay? So how do I look? Do I have wings? Horns? Gills? I wonder what super powers I got?" He tried jumping up and down to catch a glimpse of his new form but couldn't get high enough to see the mirror. He begged the others, "Come on. Tell me! Do I have spikes on my back? Killer claws? What's my magical ability?"
The group laughed seeing a talking dog. Joe suggested, "Settle down! We can't get a good look with you spinning in circles chasing your tail like that!" Joe took the chance to poke fun at Brad's form and yelled in a stern voice, 'SIT."
The authoritative tone caught Brad off guard. He stopped chasing his tail and let out a whimper coming a rest sitting nicely. Joe giggled, "Good doggy! Now let's take a look at you!"
The roommates all started examining Brad's new body for any evidence of super powers. They were careful to look at his paws for any sort of hidden magical essence. After a thorough investigation, Joe announced for the group, "I don't know buddy. You just look like a normal dog for now."
Mark opened a bedroom door so Brad could see his new reflection in a full length mirror. Brad panted and turned back and forth in hopes to see anything out of the ordinary. He finally grumbled, "NO! I can't JUST be a dog now. There's gotta be something more...Right? You all got cool magical abilities. What about me?"
"Every house needs a good guard dog!" Mark replied jokingly, "Maybe that's your role in our new reality. You are our loyal companion."
Brad growled, "That's not fair! I don't want to be a normal dog with no super powers!"
Mark smirked, "No normal dog can talk. At least you have that going for you."
Tommy noticed a dog dish and box of treats had suddenly appeared in the corner. He jokingly got down to Brad's level and spoke in a high pitched tone, "Hey doggy! Want a treat? You gotta do a trick first! Roll over!....Shake!"
Brad started to drool seeing the treat but lashed out, "Just give it to me! I'm not acting like a real dog just to get a treat!"
Tommy put the treat back, "Fine. Have it your way."
Brad's enhanced sense of smell made him drool even more seeing the treat being put back in the box. He decided to give in, "FINE! But you better not make me do stuff like this all the time!" He sat nice and offered his paw to shake. Tommy gave him the treat giggling, "Good boy!"
Larry reminded his friends of their detailed inspection of Brad's canine form, "...More like good GIRL. Welcome to the club buddy." Larry proudly circled his fellow 4 legged friend while showing off his pony body.
Brad arched his head around for investigation. He let out a whimper seeing his canine anatomy and sarcastically replied, "This is just great. Not only am I stuck as a pet with no powers....I'm a stupid girl now."
"With a guy's voice!" Joe pointed out smirking, "That will come in handy to fend off the boy-dogs around the neighborhood."
Larry chimed in defending his female pony-body, "Hey! There's nothing wrong with being a girl you jerk!"
"Easy for you to say! You can fly! Plus, you choose to become a little girl all the time! I'm sure you are loving your precious My Little Pony body. This is lame! I'm just a dog! I didn't even get the common courtesy of having dog balls! Brad barked back.
Joe interrupted the spat smirking, "Settle down girls...." He reached down and attached a collar to Brad's neck saying, "Sorry buddy. We can't have you wandering off while we go exploring the new world."
Brad pawed at his new collar as Joe noticed something on his neck, "Hmmm. I'm surprised none of us noticed that button during our inspection..."
Brad's ears perked up as he eagerly wagged his tail, "A button? Cool. Press it! I'll bet it makes my magical powers come alive!"
Joe pressed the button as Brad waited. His vision went black and white. He let out a eager growl waiting for his powers to appear. After a few moments, he didn't notice anything more. He assumed his friends would tell him how his canine body morphed to have some sort of magical claws or any sort of powers. He looked up confused as his friends all sounded like they were mumbling. Brad tried asking them what was going on but all that came out were confusing barks. Brad panicked thinking, "Oh shit! I can't talk anymore!" After staring blankly at his friends for a few seconds, he quickly figured out, "Dammit! I can't understand English anymore either! The black and white vision too? Now I'm even MORE like a real dog! Ughh! It must be that stupid button they pressed!"
The roommates gathered around equally confused. Brad was just sitting there and not doing anything or answering their questions. They watched Brad desperately paw at the button on his neck with no avail. Joe finally picked up on the cues and pressed it for him.
Once again having the ability to communicate, Brad let out sigh, "Thank goodness! I can talk again! Don't hit that button any more!"
Mark couldn't resist having fun with his friend and reached over, "Huh? What'd you say girl? You want me to push the button again?"
Brad begged, "Noooo!" His words suddenly turned into dog growls as Mark taunted his friend, "Oh...Sorry buddy. I thought you WANTED me to push it."
Tommy pointed out, "He..I mean SHE can't understand you dude."
Mark laughed, "Cool. Now we know how to shut him up. You know how Brad is always running his mouth."
Joe interrupted, "That's enough. We can at least give Brad back the ability to communicate with us for now. Since he didn't get any super powers, its the least we can do." Joe pressed the button as Brad complained to Mark, "You are an asshole!"
Mark winked, "That's no way to talk to your master."
Brad barked and growled, "You aren't my master! I'm just a dog who lives here okay?"
Mark grinned, "Fine. But who's end of the bed are you going to sleep on? Who is going to feed you and let you outside to pee? What about baths? You probably don't mind now but wet dogs smell terrible. You are going to have to choose one of us to be your master to take care of that stuff."
The roommates all backed away hearing about the responsibilities that came with having a pet dog. Brad growled, "Oh come on. It won't be THAT bad. Just fill my bowl with food everyday and install a doggy door for me. I'll try to stay clean to minimize the baths. It's not like I asked to become a dog. You all better step up and help me out while we are stuck in this reality!"
Larry replied from his pony body, "Don't look at me. I don't have thumbs either buddy. I'm going to need some help around here too. In fact, what do ponies eat? They never explain that on the show?"
Joe pointed out, "Sorry Twilight Sparkle, but you are going to have to go outside for bathroom breaks too. That is, unless you can figure out how to maneuver you body on our toilets somehow. None of us are going to want to clean pony-poop off our carpets."
Larry giggled, "I wonder if pony-poop smells like rainbows?"
Mark shook his head, "Rainbows don't smell like anything you idiot."
"How do you know?" Larry smirked while sticking his tongue out.
For the next few minutes, the roommates all discussed their new living arrangements. Larry and Brad both agreed to go outside to use the bathroom in exchange for the rest of the roommates to help them bathe and eat. Joe finally broke up the discussion announcing, "I don't know why we are even talking like we will be like this for too long. With any luck, we will track down Fawn and get the genie lamp back and change ourselves back to normal."
With that, Joe clipped a leash on Brad as the group headed out to explore their new world.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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