OffGun August Collection of Drabbles

Transform (Pick/Rome)

Author's note: Continuation from Spell and Magic. 😜

Rome was sitting on the couch, fidgeting. Pick landed him his phone to call Emma and sweat pants with a hoodie. Both pieces of clothing were way too big for him, making him look even tinier. He was playing with the sleeves, avoiding Pick's pricing stare. 

"So, will you tell me what the fuck just happened?" Pick snarled.

"My friend put a spell on me, transforming me into the puppy." Rome blurts out nervously. Pick didn't seem amused by the ridiculous answer. 

"I am not a lunatic." The younger boy hurriedly added. 

"You are not? Why should I believe you?" The other man spoke up. 

"You saw it yourself. I was a dog, and now I am not." Rome huffed, pouting, leaning against the soft pillows. 

"Will you be a dog again?" Pick asked after a while. 

"I hope no." Rome's eyebrow raised.

"I can try to transform on my own will, though. Who knows what cures Emma put on me." Rome pondered. 

"Try it," Pick nudged him, obviously not believing him. Rome shook his head but closed his eyes, concentrating. His face scrunched, making a small wrinkle along with his nose and eyes. Then he felt it, a warm pull, he tried to follow it and before he could stop he was a tiny cup Maltese again. He looked up at Pick from the pile of clothes, barking a few times. He did it. But the problem was, he wasn't sure how to transform back. 

"Fuck." That was the only word shocked Pick could say.