AN: "I was also wondering how the captain would react to a female Ant." BlackRain707 said.

Guess what? I need help.

He stared at the Minecrafter before him- to be frank, he honesty had no idea how and what he had walked into the other Minecrafter. Said Minecrafter had shoulder length hair that was raven black, with what appears to be a side spike on said Minecrafter's head. The Minecrafter also wore a golden amulet, crowned by a shimmering purple gem. As his gaze traveled lower, down the other's body, he noticed the other's slender hips and-

"Mister Sparklez, are you even listening to me?" A high pitched yell brought him out of his trance. He looked up to see the other Minecrafter throwing two hands up in defeat. "Of course you are not." The Minecrafter mumbled. "Judging by how tight your pants are." The last few words made his eye lids twitch. "U-uh, I'm sorry, e-err…?" Before he knew it, he was pulled down to the other Minecrafter's eye level. "I said; there was an accident with the potions while I was brewing them, hence this outcome!" He stared into the other's black eyes for a while, both wondering what the Minecrafter meant and trying to shake out of his current shock. It took a few seconds before everything clicked into place.

"S-so… you're… AntVenom?" CaptainSparklez hesitantly said, eyes wide as the other Minecrafter released him from his- err- her hold. "That's what I've been trying to say for the past ten minutes!" The Minecrater, apparently AntVenom said. As Sparklez stood up straight, he noticed how the other Minecrafter was now shorter than him. Apparently Ant had lost a good inch or two after his transformation. His shirt now looked like it was meant to be a skirt of some sort… Sparklez put one hand over his face when he felt blood rush to his cheeks. He also had a fairly good idea of what the liquid that was trickling down his hand was. What was he thinking? This whole thing should not have been arousing! He panicked when he saw the other Minecrafter narrow her eyes. "I-I'm sorry, I j-just-"

"Never mind. I thought you would help, but apparently not. Get out."

"B-but-"

"Get the fuck out."

He shivered and took a step back. Alright, angry AntVenom was something harmless, maybe slightly amusing, too. Angry, swearing AntVenom was probably something mid dangerous, maybe slightly harmful. But he had a gut feeling that angry, swearing, female AntVenom was probably something that should be rated 'Deadly as Fuck' on a scale of one to ten. "I-I- Look- I-I'm just- I don't-" He never got to finish his sentence. He had to run out of the room and slam the door shut as Ant was grabbing not one glass bottle, not two either, but the whole brewing stand and threw it at him. He could hear a loud crash and the door nearly broke from the force of collision.

He slumped down onto the floor, his back against the door, breathing heavily. 'That was too close for comfort.' He thought. 'I am not going anywhere near her until the effects have worn off or reversed, or else I'm probably going to die.'