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I sat up, moaning dramatically as I did so. "Arrrrggghhh…." I looked around, vaguely aware that something was…..off, about my surroundings. "What the…" I grumbled as I got to my feet. When I finally did look around, well…..I wasn't surprised. Is it sad that I read that much fanfiction? Yes. Yes it is. "Wicked…." I looked at myself, and realized what should have been obvious- I was no longer human.

Instead, my pale skin had been replaced by gray fur. I had black at the tips of my paws, ears, and tail. My belly was white. I was a wolf.

And that meant…I then proceeded to spin around and around like a complete moron trying to see if I had a tail. I had always wanted a tail. And, of course, with my attention diverted into that mundanely stupid task, I completely missed what I should have been watching out for: Mordacai and Rigby.

They were walking around, picking up trash, and complaining about how pointless the job was. Well, Rigby was anyways. Mordacai looked like it was a matter of seconds before he snapped from his friend's incessant complaining.

I giggled. "This is epic! No HOMEWORK, no SCHOOL, and OMIGOSH, I could try to prank some people!" I put my hands on my head as I continued. "I think that I'm just gonna live here in the park, and then…for food….and…showers….DAMMIT!"

I screeched the last word so loudly that several birds flew out of nearby trees. "I JUST GOT TO A PLACE WHERE I CAN LAZE AROUND AND DO NOTHIN', AND I JUST HAVE TO GET A JOB!" Now on a full blown rant, I paced wildly around in circles while hollering my complaints to the sky, not noticing that I had by now attracted the attention of Mordacai and Rigby, who were now staring at the apparently insane wolf who was screaming like hell, for no reason.

"I CAN'T BELIVE THAT THESE PEOPLE WOULD MAKE A KID WORK SO DAMN HARD FOR THE-oh, yeah….." The point of my argument with the ways of the world lost any and all momentum when this new unheard of evidence came to light.

" I'm a…kid…so now what? I can't get a job….maybe…..maybe I could just…..! AHHAAAAAAAA!" I shouted contentedly. "I can get all beat up and act like I'm some kind of orphan, and hopefully gain the pity of some people, and then mooch off of them while I work on a way to get home! Perfect! But….it may take a while…I'm gonna have to work on the finer points of that...LATER!" I finally notice Mordacai and Rigby standing there staring at me, both with perfect "WTF" expressions. I couldn't blame them. "Hey! Who are you!" I screeched up at them. Not the best of introductions that I could have chosen. "Hey, do you know of a place where I could, like, figure out a way to get back home or…something…" See? Now you know why I'm so frigging anti-social. I cursed under my breath.

"Uhhhhhh…Well, I'm not sure about all of that, but I bet that we could talk to Benson and try to at least get you a room at night…." My head snapped up. Holy shiz, he responded. And that's, like, violating the number one rule of staying alive in modern times: if you see some crazy person on the street, just keep walking. I shrugged. "Sure, that works,"

Mordacai's POV

Rigby elbowed me in the gut. "What?" I asked irritably. "Dude, look at her! She's crazy. Heck, she probably has rabies, or some other weird disease. Just leave her here and we won't have to worry about it,"

I thought for a minute. "Well, yeah, it does seem kinda weird that she was down here screaming to herself, but still, she's like, thirteen or something. She's just a kid, what could she do?"

"Pffft. You obviously have never even met a kid. She'll probably wreck the entire house and then blame it on us. And then we'll see how innocent she is. Trust me, all kids are evil." (A/N: I feel this way about little kids. For some deep physiological reason, they all seem to hate me! I try to be nice, but nooooo, they torture me and lie and-ARRGH! There are exceptions, but the other 99.9999999 percent of them-AHHHH! THERE'S ONE NOW!)

"I doubt that. And besides, it's for one night and then she'll be in an orphanage or-""Or a crazy house" Rigby butted in. "And we won't have to deal with her ever again" "Yeah, but-""And maybe Benson would be grateful for us for not leaving her to die out here…."

Rigby groaned. "Fine, but only because there's a chance of benefit for us…."

Layn's POV

I was starting to get a bit worried. They were just talking, I know, but the outcome of their conversation would probably decide weather my time here would be spent on a lawn chair, making fun of people and drinking smoothies, or sitting in a cardboard box trying to make an interdimensional portal out of discarded tinfoil.

Finally, Mordacai turned back to face me. "Yeah, we'll try to get you a room, but only for one night," "Perfect!" I called back up. One night-I'd have to work on extending that stay tomorrow….

A/N: Woo! Sorry about the long wait, skool really sucks….;_; Thanks a bunch to all who read, and if you review, then I will bring you yummy foodz, from the promised lands. ^.^

-Layn