Can you say, run on sentence? I'm going to gut the first chapter tonight. The other two will still need work, but it's what I feel like doing. Thanks a bunch to my honest reviewer. I appreciate your input, but I like the reference, and the evil scientists, in my option in are not the fastest to the draw. So the agents will have a moment or two to adjust themselves while the scientists run around like headless chickens. That's just the way I see it, but I honestly do see where you're coming from and I appreciate it.
The beam of light faded, and Perry felt an odd tingling. He heard gasps and shouting. Shaking his head to clear his muddled mind, he ventured to look around. Just as the evil scientists had exclaimed he and his fellow operatives were now human. And of course, naked.
To his right was the other agent P, Peter formally a panda. Peter attempted to stand, but his hips had been wider only moments ago. He spread his legs too far apart and fell foreward.
To his left slumped agent F, who had moments ago been a flamingo. She jumped up awkwardly. Having nearly no hips as a bird, her legs were squeezed together in a way that did nothing for her balance. Her arms were squeezed to her sides. She didn't catch herself as she fell... Perry flinched, thinking, poor Francine.
Agent C was doing okay. He was leaning heavily on his knuckles, but he managed to stay upright. Unfair advantage Perry decided, being that Chris shared about ninty-two percent of his DNA with his new species.
Agent W had it the worst. The confused agent had managed to raise his head and most of his torso. His arms and legs bound to him by his own brand of logic. He squirmed in frustration, not yet realizing his situation.
Slowly, Perry stood, accounting for his new hips and shifted into a well balanced stance. His arms were unsure of where to go. Looking around again he saw agent Q with his hands held out awkwardly, and his fingers splayed out as far as they would go.
Trying to make up for his feathers, Perry discerned, pittying the quail.
Agent O, had her arms folded back so that her elbows faced outwards. Not unlike the hands-on-hips motion an angry female would do, but the wrists were off. The ex-ostrich was also pushing her head a bit too far foreward, and stretching her neck up, tilting her head high. ...Not really the best time for snickering..
Aha! Agent K had her arms bent and positioned, just so, looking like a boxer. Although her knees seemed to be bent farther foreward than could possibly be comfortable. As you'd expect from a kangaroo.
Mimicing her, Perry put up a formidable fighters stance.
The other agents took longer, but eventually got themselves at least balanced. Save for agent W, but Perry could understand that.
Deciding he'd done enough observing of his own kin, he looked into the crowd of scientists. Many, like his own Heinz were incredibly embarrassed at the turn of events. What? Did they think clothes were just going to appear out of no where?
Chattering loudly in his new human voice, he caught their attention. Hopeing his message would translate, Perry made hand motions, putting his two fists in front of his collar bones and moving them away and over his shoulders.
Thankfully, many of the scientists caught on and began removing their lab coats and dispensing them among the agents.
He quickly saw a new delima, as agent M tried to put a large scientists lab coat on her slight figure. It slipped off her small shoulders and onto the floor. She was forced to hold it in place and nearly tripped over it many times as she dragged it across the floor. She wrinkled her nose in annoyance, her cheeks twitching slightly. Even as a human, there was just something mousy about her.
The former platypus cringed as he caught sight of agent E (not the eagle to give you a hint) trying on a much too small lab coat.
Assessing himself breifly, and then looking into the crowd he found a scientist whose coat would fit his purpose. Walking, somewhat awkwardly, over to him he held out a hand and the scientist obliged.
However the open fronted lab coat didn't provide the cover he'd been seeking.
He knew how to work buttons with a pair of platypus hands, but his knew digits were awkward and unsure. After a few tries he managed to button himself up top to bottom.
Noticing the other agents struggling with this he moved to help them. Doing a button or two as an example and nodding in encouragement as they figured out the rest.
Perry also helped a few agents get the size of their borrowed clothing figured out. Agents M and E looked to him gratefully.
Then agent W caught his attention again and a sigh escaped his new lips. Still on the floor with his arms against his sides and his legs together trying to wiggle forewards. It was a small mercy that someone had thrown a lab coat over him.
Making his way through the crowd of clumsy new human bodies and panicking scientists having to stop a few times to adjust or stabilize someone-or himself. He wasn't quite sure-footed yet he did eventually make it to agent W.
Gently getting the struggling agents attention which caused a bit of panic. He was wearing an evil scientists lab coat after all. Putting his hands up in a pacifying matter and attempting a chatter he was rewarded with his team-mate looking up at him in realization.
He nodded and began putting the new humans arm through a sleeve. Once the arm was moved it stayed limp against the ground. The same happened with the other. He tried to sit his fellow operative up, but he flopped around as if he had no spine.
Perry shook his head chattering again.
Moving the agent a different way he managed still holding him with one hand to get his sitting. He then looked over his shoulder earning him the aid of agent M who was more than happy to prove herself by fashioning the buttons.
Agent W looked miserable. Perry's eyebrows knotted in concern. It was too big a change. Worm to human.
He knew that, but it had happened anyway and they still had to vanquish their villains.
He looked down thinking hard and saw agent Ws pinky. He picked it up lifting the hand attached with it of corse. With his own hands he made the pinky move in a way he hoped would be familiar.
It worked! Soon all of the fingers were wriggling about and agent W managed a smile. Perry matched him.
Bending agent Ws elbow for him he soon had the agent playing with his new arms. He did the same for his knees and the legs began to move. W now sitting on his own placed his new hands on the floor giving his fingers one last run through before pushing down until he was lifting his rear off the ground.
Perry saw his initiative and putting his arms under one shoulder and smiling as M did the same they got W onto his legs.
It was slow work, but W managed a few steps.
A slow clap caught his attention and he looked up to see a skinny large nosed scientist on top of a floating podium.
Yes I know Perry traded bodies with Candace...I just. This is how the story came to me. It was a persistant plot bunny, okay? I assure you there will be actual dialogue in the next chapter.