URGH! I have GOT to stop making new stories before I finish the old ones!

ANYWAY! Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER! I don't own Wild Kratts!

Chris looked down at his leg to find the blue dog hopping up on his legs, almost with begging eyes.

"Don't worry, we'll try to turn you back. But, it won't be that easy bro."

BRO! How did Martin turn into a dog?! Uh...it's a long story.

Earlier That Day

"Hey Chris! Ya coming?" Martin called as he rested by a termite mound.

"I'm coming!" Chris called back, running up. "Hey. What's that?"

Up ahead, there was an abandoned village, or so it seem abandoned. And there. In the middle of all the huts, a white dot. Martin couldn't tell what it was, so he grabbed his binoculars to see what the white puffball was. It was a puppy! The poor thing was tied to a post, and tugging his rope.

"Do you..." Martin started.

"I see him." Chris replied.

After saying 'To the Creature Rescue', the two brother ran to the dog in the the village.

Once they got there, Martin approached the puppy, while Chris looked around for anyone the dog might belong to.

Martin approached slowly and gently, to let the scared pup know he wasn't going to hurt him. The canine backed up and curled into a ball. It was obvious he hadn't seen cilvilazation in a while. But the dog looked well fed. Someone must've been taking care of him. The domestic dog looked unlike any dag Martin had ever seen. The pup was white, and had black speckles all over his back. He had black spots over his eyes and ears, and red, piecing eyes. He also had red stripes on the sides of his cheeks. And a red color with a golden tag. But this tag looks florescent, even glowing. Whose dog was this?

"It's okay, boy. I'm not gonna hurt you." Martin stated calmly, trying to let the dog at least sniff his hand. The dog did so. He immediately untensed, and started jumping up and down, wanting to play. Martin reached for the collar to take a look at the dogs tag. The dog suddenly stopped being so playful, and tried to growl. This dog did not want anyone touching his collar.

Chris walked behind another hut to find no one there. This was starting to get frustrating!

"Hey! Anyone here!" He shouted, cupping his hands to his mouth. "You left your dog tied to the post!"

Suddenly, behind Chris, a bright blue light shown. It didn't look like a creature power suit glow. It was darker, and dimmer. Chris ran to the front of the hut.

"Martin? What was that? You didn't bring your..." Chris stopped in mid sentence to find a blue dog, which looked a little like a mutt, with dark blonde markings, and A blonde tuff of hair on his head, and blue eyes. Martin?!

"Hey! No touching my collar!" The white and black speckled dog barked.

"Sorry...Sparky! I was just trying to figure out who you belonged to." Martin barked back.

"Who's Sparky?"

"Apparently, you are at the moment."

"Hm, Sparky. I like it!" Sparky complimented, scratching his ear.

"Well, thanks I...Wait! How can I understand you?!"

"How can I understand you?!"

"Martin?!" Chris was still in shock, seeing Puppy Martin.

"Chris? How'd you get so tall all of a sudden? What's the big idea? How can I understand..." Unfortunately, all Chris could hear his brother saying was barking.

"Arf! ArfArf! Arf! Arf rrrr."

"Whoa! Whoa! Martin slow down, I...I don't speak dog."

"rrrrr? *translate* Dog?" Martin asked, sitting and cooked his head (You know like what puppies do to make them look like their listening? CUTEST POSE EVER!)

Martin tried to process this, and scratched behind his ear. Wait?! Did he just...scratch behind his ear?! And what was that stick like thing on his behind? He turned around to try and get a closer look. A tail?! He got up on his hind legs to look at his hands. But his hands were all bluey hairy! He had paws?! It was true! He was...A DOG!

He looked up at his brother, which was a little bit weirder than he was used to. He jumped onto his brother's leg with begging eyes.

"Help me bro! I don't wanna be a dog!" He whined.

All Chris could hear was his brother's whining.

"It's okay, Martin. We'll find a way to turn you back." Chris said giving a sad expression and petting his brothers tuff of fur on his head.

Martin got down, and turned t Sparky.

"Alright, you. What did you do...?" Martin turned around, to find that Sparky was gone! He vanished into thin air.

"C'mon, bro! Let's see if Aviva can help!" Chris called.

Martin turned around to see his brother starting to run off. He tried to catch up, but he still wasn't used to having the four legs for walking instead of two. Still, though, he caught on, and was soon running by Chris's side.