Thursday Night Transformin': A FNF TF Saga

An Explosive Temper

An Explosive Temper: Whitty TF/FTM/Slight-AP

[Warning: This Chapter Contains Blood and Gore, Coughing Up Blood, Screaming, Crying, Strong Language, (Mentions of) Bullying, Mentions of Humiliation, Mentions of Hallucinations, References to Alcohol, Transformation, Female to Male TG, and Age Progression. You have been warned.]

Whitney Ramirez, 19, was relaxing nearby the pool, soaking up the sun with her friends - Helen, Tracey, Saira, Selena, Rebecca, Tabitha and Agnes - and her loving boyfriend, Carlos.

Whoever said that she needs to work hard to make it out in this world was dead wrong, as Whitney is considered a trust fund baby, a girl who was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth and was spoilt rotten. Her father is the mayor, the CEO and founder of his company, and a donor for both the college and high school. That is why Whitney and her friends were able to get away with all the bullying and the atrocities they were able to commit for years.

Neither Whitney or her friends have to worry about facing real consequences for their actions, they never have to sit in detention or were threatened to get expelled from school, unlike their working- and middle-class peers. Whitney also never had to work a day, as she was waiting to inherit everything from her parents, and her college was already paid for by her amazing parents as well.

Despite being brought up in what society deems as perfect conditions, she was never taught empathy or virtue, she was a mean girl through and through, picking on those who were below her. And to top that off, Whitney had a short temper, explosive even. So, people knew better not to get on her bad side, or she'll go ballistic on people, going through great lengths to destroy whoever pissed her off's life.

"So, like, what do you think about like, Gladys being revealed to be, like, not human?" Tabitha asked.
"Well, I know that she is just as much of a loser as her pathetic sister!" Agnes scoffed, lowering her reflective fan.
"Yeah, Carmella is a loser, and Gladys is not even human! I believe that they're both monsters!" Whitney snickered.
"Yeah, Carmella deserved the torment she has gotten back in high school. I am glad that she isn't attending college!" Tracey scoffed.
"Yeah, and the best part is that Carmella hasn't shown up on her socials for a couple years now! She is probs dead now!" Rebecca snickered, "Is anyone down for a shopping spree?"
"I sure am, Becca!" Saira smirked.
"Me too! I'd like to find some totes adorbs clothes as well!" Selena added as well.
"Oh, yeah, it'd be nice to look for some nice clothes, especially for the fall formal as well." Helen smiled.
"Carlos, do you want to see what colors will coordinate with us together?!" Whitney asked, "Our outfits will stun the entire crowd, it will even make that loser's sister jealous!"
"Sure, I can, and it will be a nice shopping spree, and a date if you know what I mean." Carlos smiled.
"Yeah, you can never have too much stuff!" Saira added.
"I agree with you!" Whitney smiled, "After school tommorrow, we will go to the mall while Veena and Cerise do all our school work! Don't worry, they're smart enough to forge our handwriting anyways."

Then they enjoyed their sparkling juice, bearing semblance to champagne because they cannot drink until they're 21, which, unbeknownst to the trust fund babies, they'll never see their 21st birthdays as themselves.

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Meanwhile with Casper and his friends...

Casper was sitting with Alice, Cynthia and Harry, reading on the news that local podcasters have been found missing, and it was today.

"How are journalists so quick?" Harry asked.
"Well, they have a job to do, so when something needs to be reported, they'll do it in a swift manner!" Cynthia scoffed.
"Wait, what?!" Alice asked.
"Yes, we all now know that Jocelyn and Stanley have been transformed, and we are no longer going to get those amazing true crime podcasts they do!" Casper replied.
"It's a shame, I loved Stanley's jokes that he cracked." Alice sighed, "His funny, lighthearted demeanor was the stark contrast to Jocelyn's serious one. And all they've gotten as evidence is a box and an image of two helmets, familiar looking."
"That is the helmets that John and Steve wear in that series. Does Tankmen ring a bell to you?" Cynthia asked.
"It does to me." Harry sighed, "I have watched a whole lot of Newgrounds shit before my parents banned me from the computer because I didn't get good grades!"
"Yikes! And why does your parents have to be strict?!" Cynthia asked.
"It's just what parents like them do." Harry scoffed, "And they expect me to be doctor."
"And what's wrong with being a doctor?" Alice asked.
"It's not my dreams, it's my parents." Harry sighed.
"Yeah, back to the conversation at hand, we all know that Sonia's got a slight change in her appearance, she lost an eye and the other one turned white, it seemed... inhuman." Casper sighed, "Yet, she hasn't fully transformed, for some reason, Gladys might have only grazed her as a warning to leave her alone. We have to stay away from Gladys at all costs, while we figure out how to give her a taste of her medicine."