It was a normal day in the playground, where children played around. On this day however, Luis and Morris were on their job again, but this time with a different gun.
"Seems like a nice place to try it out," remarked Morris.
"Yes," agreed Luis.
They dressed up as old men taking a stroll in the park, and when no one was looking, they shot a beam towards a kid who was riding on a spring ride.
The kid didn't notice anything at first and continued riding his pony until he realized that it was coming alive. The plastic pony was slowly growing flesh and bones, eventually being able to get off the spring and stand up on two legs, making the boy fall off.
The boy got up and walked uncontrollably towards the now empty spring, his body falling onto the spring. His arms slowly turned blue as his clothes fused with his skin. His fingers merged and his eyes enlarged and changed shape. Cat ears sprouted out of his head and a long blue tail emerged from his lower back. But that was not all. A saddle appeared on his back and handles and pedals emerged from his head and arms respectively.
By then, he couldn't move his limbs much as they were already very stiff, and he couldn't move his head either. All he could do was shake forwards and backwards in agony, until he stopped, when his whole body was fully converted into plastic. He was now just a spring ride, in the place of the pony, who was, at the same time as the boy's transformation, turning into a girl.
The pony's hooves split into five parts, and it slowly lost its fur. Its mane slowly formed blonde hair, and its ears slowly moved downwards. Its saddle disappeared, and a blue skirt slowly formed around its torso. A light yellow shirt appeared too, covering her now naked and furless body. Her hair was magically braided and her head shortened. She was now a young human toddler.
She rode onto the blue cat spring ride, and he felt happy that he was rode on, while she enjoyed herself.
"What just happened!?" asked Morris.
"I don't know!"
"That was so weird. Let's go to report this."
"After you."
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Melancholia
FantasyThere was once a town called Melancholia, where weird things often happened. The spirits there, are not necessarily good, not necessarily bad. The skies there were most often blue, but sometimes light shows occurred. Clouds came in all shapes, sizes...
