Not to be rude but I was VERY busy this month. "exams"…. so don't complain that I didn't update! Also, I never owned wild Kratts, only this story. Also, I NEVER told anywone* that I own wild Kratts, so don't say that I didn't give the 'disclaimer: …blah blah…blah blah…' I only own snowflake and snowdrop the twin snow leopards.
*=joke
Chris's POV
Almost blinded by the light, I blinked again. I felt somewhat warm. Too warm. Far too warm. I felt weird. I felt different. When my vision focused, I saw the smile of a familiar face.
"At last! Good to see that you're up!"
I groaned. But my eyes widened when I heard my own voice. Was that a mew? I jerked up and looked at my hands. Paws? I was covered with fur and spots. I looked around my body.
"Snow leopard."
I looked at him and purred questionably.
"I'll tell you about it. last night when snowflake bit your activation button, you malfunctioned into this. Then you fainted."
I still stared into his eyes. He smiled at me. I realized I was looking funny. Shifting my gaze to my chest. I found no activation button.
"yeah, I thought that too. Aviva told me that probably snowflake's saliva must've gone into the suit, transforming you permanently"
My eyes shot back up at him. He noticed it and looked down. Kind of sad. "no don't worry! Aviva says that it'll wear off in a year or so..."
a year or so? that isn't a short time, isn't it?
I slowly stood up. I realized I was small. Smaller than before. It felt weird: walking on four legs. With martin looking at me, I slowly got used to it.
I suddenly heard muffled voices outside the room. I walked up to the door. Martin followed me. When I reached there, the door slid open. Aviva, koki and jimmy gasped, and went shut. Martin didn't speak to, he just walked over and sat next to aviva. Everyone's gaze was at me. I shifted uncomfortably under their stares. Aviva broke the silence.
"do you feel ok?"
I nodded slowly.
"do you feel like...yourself?"
I nodded again, this time fixing a questionable stare at her. She sighed.
After some more moments of a total awkward silence, martin got up. His face changed from a glum frown to a mischevious smile. Or maybe grin. Dropping to his knees beside me, he whispered into my ear. "Follow me."
I did. I followed him into our room this time. He sat on the bed. I climbed on it.
"d'you like the suit?"
I shrugged.
"Umm….do you rather eat meat or stick to your norma-"
I shrugged again. Then after some time, he spoke again.
"Say something."
I looked at him. He nodded at me, still holding that cunning bend on his face. I tried.
It came out as a mew. I tried different pitches and feels. Some came out as growls, others as mews or chirps. Some went like hissing, and others like a threatening low roar-ish sound. Few turned at purrs.
No more. I tried all my vocal cords but it seemed as these were the only sounds. Martin would sometimes tell me to speak something. None came out as human voices. He then asked me-
"Have you seen yourself yet?"
I shook my head. He grabbed my tail and dragged me to the mirror. When I reached there, my mouth fell down with awe.
I was covered with fur. Pearl white fur, if not snowy. light greyish-green rosettes covered my body. Some really large. My tail was only a little less than almost all my body length. My eyes were still chocolaty. My ears had a tuft of brown hair on their tops. My nose and whiskers were pink. Light, baby pink. I hated pink. My paw pads were pink too. But most of all, I was bulky. Strong muscles bulked up at the chest, shoulders and thighs, as well as the fat bulked up my tail. I could see my nose twitching. I sat down. I looked like a cat.
Martin laughed. "Cute!" I pouted. Cute? Being cute was the last thing in my mind. He sat down and stroked my head. I felt good. I purred. He began stroking down. "Wow…" he trailed off. I saw his face. And it was priceless. His face spoke of impressive-ness. He was impressed by me? His hand reached down to my paws. Picking one up, he examined it carefully. He looked like a three year old. I was giggling. Or at least inside. He then picked up my tail. "this is-….heavy! but cool!" he stroked it asif it was a carefully stitched scarf made of gold. I stood up and went to the bed. He followed. When I reached there, I looked at the high surface. Suddenly, I felt strong. So strong that I thought that I would break a wall with my tail. I jumped. I didn't jump before, so I overestimated the energy I needed to jump. With all my powerful muscles, and my full energy, I jumped so high. High enough to miss the bed and bump into the wall with a thud. I slid down onto the soft cushiony bed. Martin giggled at me. I turned and growled, baring my teeth at him. He looked frightened, but giggly at the same time. "you're not going to e-eat me right?" he trembled, voice still giggly. I grinned at him. "oh….i don't like the way you're looking at me. Chris?" he sat up, using his hand to hide the smile. I jumped. Perfectly. I landed on martin, pinning him down, and bared my teeth again. "Chris?" he became worried. I opened my mouth and moved closer to him. Closer….closer…closer...
martin closed his eyes and kind of yelled at me. "CHRIS!"
He probably thought I was going to bite him. However, he opened his eyes when I did. No, I didn't bite him. I licked him. He laughed. Then holding his hand on my snout, he pushed me back and sat up.
"Whoa! That was insane! I thought I was gonna die!"
I sticked my tongue out. He smiled and rubbed behind my ears. I purred.
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Whoa!
Too looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooonngg eh?
Well, I think that it left you hanging by a cliff ;)
Sorry for the late update! I've been busy! Really Busy!
Update coooooming sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon
Trust me :D
Ok, you don't have an idea how I've written this, cause my finger's burnt, and I wrote all this the same hour it happened, just because I wanted to update…..seriously!
Martin- ha! You burnt your finger!
Me- that's not funny! It hurts!
Chris- yeah, martin, grow up!
Martin- you're telling your OLDER bro to grow up? Pffhhhhhtt!
Chris-*yells* stop it! *holds my burnt finger* does it hurt?
Me- *blushes* probably…
Chris- *touches the burnt part* does it-
Me- *pulls her hand and shouts* ow ow ow ow ow ow! That hurts!
Chris- oh sorry sorry sorry!
Martin- you two look so cute when you're worried! :3
Me & Chris- *groan*
