"*yawn*" I woke up feeling hot and tired as hell. my head, back, and pretty much my entire body hurt and ached. I got up and walked to the bathroom. "ow" "what the, did I get taller?" I thought to myself. Maybe I was just going nuts because I had already reached my max height of 7'3". When I closed the door I walked to the mirror, my groggy eyes and blurred vision waking up at the horrifying image I saw in the mirror. "WHAT THE FUCK!!!" I shouted in fear of what I was looking at. turns out I had grown taller specifically to the grand-e-os size of 9'9" and I was an animal! My roommate Mike came running to my bathroom knocking on the door while saying "hey Zack everything good there? Zack? Zack? Do I need to call 911 orrrr-?". Without thought I ran to ,and quickly, opened the door. "NO DON'T! wait a minute, *looking down at self noises* well shi-" "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mike screamed his face painted white with horror. "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!! please don't hurt me I won't tell anyone I swear! wait where's Za- oh. oh no, no I asked to many questions didn't I?! shit!" mike said while panic painted his face whiter than snow. while he said all of that in a panic my face was something along the lines of " '-' "
"Mike."
"*incoherent panicked mumbling*"
"Mike!"
"*incoherent panicked mumbling*"
" MIKE!"
"dahh! what?!! Ho- how do you know my name?!
"It's me, Zack and no this isn't a costume although I wish it was."
"ZACH!!?? wa- wa- wo- wu- uh- what how?! and are you like a werewolf or are stuck like this?!"
"Good question" We walked over to the living room to test my friend's hypothesis. I tried as hard as I could, but nothing happened except for a fart that slipped out. "well that answers that." I said. "soooo now what?" I asked. Mike, still petrified of me and now sitting on the couch, said nothing. "Mike? *snap* Mike? *snap* *snap* HellllloooOOOOOoooo Earth to Mike." As soon as I finished Mike snapped back to reality
"Sorry! I'm just still a little bit in shock. I mean your an animal, a walking talking animal!"
"yeah I know ok. I'm freaking out too, but just because we're panicking it doesn't mean we can just not try and figure out how I got like well, *ha- paw motions* this!"
"yeah yo- you're right. Ok what was the last thing you did yesterday?"
"came here and went to bed."
"ok what waaaassss the last thing you did before coming here?"
"well I was at the lab when... oh... oh no... ."
"what do you mean 'oh no'?"
"chemicals..."
"chemicals?"
"chemicals."
"there is no way that you became like this the comic book way."
"if there is a will there is a way" I said to Mike. then an idea popped into my head, "what if I went to the lab?" I said aloud instead of in my head "huh, what lab?" said Mike "where I work you know, the Hamilton Institute of Biological and Technological Sciences" I said to mike "that might work, but how are we gonna sneak you out of here, I mean you aren't exactly subtle. Plus you won't fit in my car."
Mike looked at a photo of his dog wearing a collar up on the shelf and then looked back me "No. No. No, Wait a minute, no you are not gonna-"
10 minutes later
"*groan* it's so itchy" I said scratching the red collar "look just get on all fours and I'll say that your a dog that I'm walking" Mike said
"you, a dog walker? Please, dogs hate you" I said "Hey! It's only bulldogs, ok!" Mike shot back. We made our way to the elevator with me resisting the urge to just rip off the stupid collar out of pure embarrassment and anger. The amount of embarrassment I felt would only get worse as a hand appeared, it was Madison's...
"Wait! *sigh* thanks, oh who's this cutey?" She said looking down at me. I turned my head trying to pretend that she wasn't there "oh, him he's... James. A dog I'm being paid to walk." Mike said "you, a dog walker? I thought dogs hated you." Madison said. I gave her a look of "exactly", which I guess she thought It meant "pets me pliz". She moved her hand under my chin I tried to resist, but it felt so good. To my horror my tail wagged. My embarrassment soared, thankfully we reached the first floor before she went after any other part of my dog body that would make my tail wag. We walked out the front door and mike pulled his car around back.
"Ok let's see if you'll fit. Come on *groan* Get in!"
"*groan* eehhhh *squeeze* *tunk* I'm in, feew ok close trunk *heavy breathing*"
"ok watch your tail, God I never thought I would say that."
He closed the trunk and we made our way to the institute. "Alright so what'sf his number?" Mike asked as we parked by the loading bay "oh uhh 247-365-9082" I said hoping I was right. "Ok let's see uhh *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* *ring*" "Hello Who is this?"
"Are you Ramon?"
"Yes and may I ask who is calling"
"Oh uh I'm mike, I'm a friend of Zach"
"Oh yeah I was trying to call him to ask if he was doing good, but he wasn't answering his phone"
just then I remembered the feeling of sharp glass on my back that i felt before getting up.
"Well, he- define good."
"Oh boy."
"Yeah we're in the parking garage"
"Ok I'll be there in just a second"
"*beep* Ok so uhh-"
"I heard"
"Wait what? But- how?"
"I'm technically a dog now"
"Oh. Yeah. Probably should've realized that."
{an extend amount of time later that some what surpasses 60 minutes also known as an hour , later}
I heard the foot steps of Ramon approaching rapidly "oh boy here we go" I thought to myself. mike stepped out of the car and opened the trunk. As the automatic doors of trunk slowly opened he began to explain, amazingly might I add, that "well he- he's not... him? I guess or well he is he but not he or he is him but not him or well you can just look" the doors fully opened and I waved "hi, also It's me Zach eh heh *nervous smile while showing fangs on accident noises*" Ramon stared at me wide eyed for a moment or two before quickly grabbing the keys to close the trunk. "What- but- he- who- how- I- *sigh* ok ok come down Harrison you got this." I interrupted his thinking aloud with "wait your first name is Harrison?!" "Dang ahh Jesus don't do that!" "Can I come out now?"
{an overextended thirty minutes of trying to get out the car without looking suspicious and trying to "don't be suspicious, don't be suspicious" later}
"Finally the lab" I said I stood up and "*thud* *oof* ow how is the lab smaller than my dorm room?" "Well the lab roof is 8'1/2 ft off the floor while our dorm is 10 feet off the floor" said mike sarcastically "you can do maths!! Maths? I mean You can do math!" "Yes I can shocker" well damn" "Ok zach's friend whatever you name was you gotta leave now." said Ramon
Just then Madison walked in "hey dad I got the coffee you asked for as well asss... ahhh! *grabbing dart gun noise* *bang*" "oh that feels weird no I'm fine guys it's juUUuuust a fluffy little wittle dart doh never mind *oof*" the last thing I heard was mike shouting "why do you have a dart gun here!? In a tech lab, no less!!??" And Ramon saying "this is an institution of biological sciences too" "What is that supposed to mean?!"
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The Worst Month Ever
Ficção AdolescenteZack is your average student at St.George University and Collage. When it comes to his internship things are unremarkable at best. He is an intern/lab assistant to tech scientist and and head engineer of the Zeus Rocket Propulsion Engine plan to be...
