WOOT! I've FINALLY figured out what I want to do with this chapter. It's taken me nine years to get out of this writers block rut. SO YAY!

"I'm not telling you they're 'part animal'," Kelly explained, exasperated. "I'm saying they have animal parts!" She clenched her fists in frustration, threatening to snap the thin, blue, plastic clipboard in her hand.

"What do you mean 'parts'?" Gustavo asked, searching for clarification. Kelly rolled her eyes and counted on her fingers.

"Strips, ringed eyes, ears, I think I saw a tail hanging out from under James's towel-"

"Wait," Gustavo interrupted her. "Tails?" She nodded her head, and he massaged his temples, trying to relieve himself of his newfound stress headache. He glared at her. "Do they know?"

"Well, it's only a matter of time before one of them figures out someone messed with their genetic structure, but I doubt they'd be able to figure out it's us," she reasoned, but Gustavo still looked angry.

"How did you mess this up?" he wailed, frustrated.

"How did I mess this up?" she scoffed, "You're the one who just couldn't wait to get it over with. If you would have allowed them more time to test it, this could have been prevented. And besides, you knew that we didn't know what to expect going into this!"

"Just… go," he growled, on the verge of boiling over.

"What do you want me to do?" she snapped. Gustavo gave her an 'are you really that stupid' look.

"What do you think I want you to do? Go FIX IT!" he yelled, and she blew out of his office as fast as possible. There was absolutely no being with Gustavo when he was mad like this. She closed the door behind her and headed off to the lab.

Kendall found Logan staring at the screen of his laptop, unblinking, on the roof a few hours later. His back was turned to him, so he didn't see him come up. His ears caught in the wind and a long, thin, black tail flicked about behind him. Kendall nearly gagged in shock at Logan's new… addition, and quickly looked down to find a furrier, shorter tail stemming out from behind him. He gulped.

Kendall walked over to the shorter boy, who never took his gaze off his laptop, taking a seat and leaning up against the ledge that separated them from the seemingly infinite drop to the ground. "So this is new," he said, flicking his tail between his fingers.

Logan didn't respond.

"Hey, buddy," he said, shaking his shoulder, trying to get his attention. Logan shook his head, forehead creased in worry and looking completely lost.

"Kendall," he creaked, "no one's ever heard of anything like this." He looked horrified. "Or, at least, has recorded it anyway, but I've been on medical chat rooms… No one knows what's wrong with us," he choked, scared. Kendall held Logan's head to his chest as the smaller boy stifled sobs. Logan was used to being able to figure out and solve every problem, and it didn't take much to understand that when he couldn't, it terrified him.

Truthfully, Kendall was pretty scared, too. An extra set of ears and a tail weren't exactly on his wish list when he woke up that morning. And, apparently, what they had was new, which meant there wasn't cure.

"It's okay, Logie," he said, using Logan's nickname to calm him down.

"But what if it's not?"

And that's when things got wild.

Logan looked up at him with fear-filled eyes, and Kendall took a sharp intake of breath, startled. Sensing the other boy's panic, he pulled away. "What's wrong?" he asked, seeing the worry in Kendall's face despite the dark night spilling around them.

"Your-your eyes," Kendall managed to sputter out, fumbling with his phone, and shoving the reflective surface in Logan's face. The smaller boy snatched it from his hands and held it away from him to get a good look and gasped. He was up in a flash, making a run for the apartment. He scattered through the kitchen in seconds and raced into the bathroom, staring, horrified, at his reflection in the mirror. He couldn't breathe.

Logan's pupils were slits, their round shaped replaced with an oblong shape. His irises were as black as night, contrasting against the now yellow white of his eye. He put a hand over his open mouth and resisted a squeal. Kendall walked in the room flipping on the lights.

"Hey, man, sorry for flipping out, are you oka-a- Hey! You're okay!" he said brightly, noticing his now human eyes. Logan raised an eyebrow and checked his normality in the mirror, something he was sick of having to do, and furrowed his brow in confusion.

"Kendall, move aside, for a second, would you?" Kendall complied as James and Carlos entered the bathroom. Logan flipped off the light and gasped as he watched his brown eyes switch to those of a cat. A squeak from Carlos made him turn to see him staring into his now huge orange irises with near pinprick pupils.

Logan flicked the light on and off, watching their eyes change from a human's to an animal's.

James was the one to break the stunned silence. "Well… nice new stuff guys. Me and Carlitos here also gained some rocking tails," he said, pointing to his thin one with a tuft at the end, and Carlos's bushy striped one. Kendall smiled, bearing sharp incisors.

"You're a zebra?" he asked, trying to keep the laugh out of his voice. James frowned.

"Yeah, so? Carlos is, like, a raccoon or something, Logan's a kitty, and you're… just weird. At least I know what I am!" he said, voice high and flustered. Kendall snickered at his distress and James started wrestling him, but Logan's voice interjected.

"You're right, James. Let's go find out what we are," he suggested, but Kendall and Carlos were already out the door, fighting over his laptop. James crossed his arms over his chest.

"This better be good," he threatened, following Logan to break up the fight and get some answers.

"The now yellow white of his eye" sorry if that was an awkward sentence. I looked up what the white of your eye was called, and, for the record, it's sclera, and I figured THAT wouldn't exactly go over well. Sorry if the use of the word oblong was wrong. I used it, and then I was all uncertain, so I checked it, and the definition was weird… so yeah.

Sort of lame ending… but aren't you PSYCHED to figure out what the rest of our boys are? I know I am! Figure out what Carlos or Kendall is (Carlos is easier now and Kendall's is one of those animals that every zoo has regardless of size and has a relative pretty much in every home ever. There's a hint) Logan's sort of a duh. James said it after all.