- >Be anon the science student
- >Have to do a giant presentation on your amazing drink
- >It's weird though
- >The others barely gave two shits about altering another person's body before
- >Now they proclaim you as the second coming of chuck noris
- >Ha! He wishes
- >Anyway
- >You want this to really go well
- >Some guys from a company are wondering about your product
- >Said something about making a kind of drug?
- >Heck no
- >You just barely made an antidote
- >Like they deserve to market it
- >It's risky business
- >Oh right
- >The presentation
- >Check that watch you always have on
- >Shoot
- >5 minutes
- >Rush to the auditorium
- >Jump over the river
- >Roll through the woods
- >To science we shall go
- >Made it
- >With two minutes to spare
- >brush of any branches
- >Get your poster of science ready
- >Spot a vial on the table
- >Looks like water?
- >Dammit
- >You told the guys to make a similar one
- >not one that looks lazily done
- >"Anon, one minute. Are you ready?"
- >Shitshitshit
- >It's the professor
- >Toss the vial aside
- >some of the water hits your hand
- >You shake your profesor's hand with the other hand
- "Yes, sir, I'm ready."
- >"Good, good, I'll leave you to it."
- >He walks away
- >ALright let's get ready
- >Take a drink of water
- >Double Check the poster you spent a whole week on
- >Deep breaths
- >Ignore that itch on your hand
- >Remember, you need to focus hard on the audience
- >Any less and you'll be kicked out
- >They already wasted tons of money on this project
- >You begin to start the presentation
- >The opener is all on how you had motivation to do everything right
- >You start to go into the different variables tested when your hand doesn't feel right
- >As you motion to your poster you notice something is afoot
- >Er, ahoof, that is.
- >A hoof has replaced your hand
- >Shit, what did your assistants put in that glass of water
- >Must be trying to sabotage you
- >Can't blame them, one of them missed her niece's birthday to help
- >Probably just some hallucinogen
- >Just continue like normal
- >You gloss over the processes in the experiment
- >Just then you hear someone in the corner whisper something
- >"...see what he..."
- >Ignore them
- >Focus
- >You keep going on in the presentation
- >Unaware that it's not just a glass of water you drank
- >But you can't be phased yet
- >Not while you still have the data and conclusions to review
- >Just ignore the foot cramps
- >And that swishing purple tail that pokes out of your waistband
- >You're having a hard time standing up right
- >You lean on a nearby chair as all eyes are on you
- "Posture trouble, my bad," you say in an effeminate tone.
- >You keep going on about your findings
- >Ignoring that aside from your jacket you are technically nude
- >And that you can't stop standing on your tip toes
- >Just a little more, though
- >Then you can sleep off this drug that you were slipped
- >Just tell give the final line
- >Woo, that's done.
- >Any questions?
- >"During the experiment, did you create an antidote for this serum?"
- >Duh.
- "Of course, it helps cleanse any unnatural DNA within the body. Why do you ask?"
- >"I think you might need one."
- >Oh.
- >Fuck.
- >You look over yourself
- >Well it was no drug that they slipped you
- >The lavender fur and pink highligh on your purple tail show that it was a serum test sample
- >To think you shrugged it off on stress and mix ups
- >You'll still need to punish your assistants
- >But that can wait
- "So I do. All for the sake of science, I suppose."
- >Nailed it!
- >No questions after that
- >Phew, now to head back to the lab and get that serum
- >It's a shame though
- >You wasted a perfectly good Twilight Sparkle serum
- >No wings either
- >"Hey Anon!"
- >Oh it's your professor
- "Hey old man."
- >He ruffles your head
- >"What an ingenious plan, taking the serum yourself to support your work, nothing could be better!"
- >Aside from using those two dimwits instead, yeah, it was a pretty cool plan
- >But you need the antidote
- >Before someone gets the wrong idea
- >You say goodbye to him
- >You make for your laboratory like mad
- >The mental applications work well enough
- >Didn't take you 5 minutes to get used to all fours
- >You make it to the door
- >Now you need your keys
- >Keys...
- >Keys...
- >Wait
- >They were in your pants' pocket
- >Which is all the way in the exhibit hall
- >You gotta be fucking kidding me
- >"Forgot something, Anon?"
- >You turn back
- >The old professor has your keys and garments
- >"You always forgot the most minor things in my class, Anon."
- >What an old coot
- >You couldn't have had a better professor
- >You take the keys in your mouth
- >They taste bitter
- >Note to self: Taste buds do not change when metal is concerned
- >You manage to open the door
- >"You know..."
- >You turn back to the professor
- >"Twilight was always my favorite..."
- >There's a wide grin on his face
- >Oh that fucking bastard
- >You can't help but smile at him
- "How about you prove it to me?"
- >You lower your eyelids enough for him to walk in after you
- >He already begins to undress as he heads to the personal bathroom
- >You needed to punish someone for this, anyway
- >And besides
- >That antidote can wait for a bit
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