Hey, guys! Enjoy the last chapter of this story! I had a blast writing it, and I hope you all had as much fun reading it!

(Kim's POV)

I was examining the machine, trying to figure out what was wrong with it, and where Carrie and Larry were. Suddenly, I heard a loud meow, which pulled me from my thoughts. Konnie and I turned around and saw two cats watching us. An orange one came up to me and began circling me, meowing. I pushed it away.

"Shoo." I said. He went back over to the other cat.

"Sis, what's going on with these cats?" Konnie asked. I shrugged.

"I dunno. Just ignore them and help me find out what's wrong with this thing! We need to get Carrie and Larry back!"

(Carrie's POV)

I groaned in annoyance. I mean, how blind can they be?! It all adds up! We said the word cat, we disappear, and now there are two cats. Put it together, Kim! Larry turned to me.

"What do we do?" He asked. I sighed.

"I don't kn-" I paused.

"What is it?"

"I have an idea!"

"Oh, no…"

(Larry's POV)

Carrie suddenly dashed off, going to one side of the garage with a bunch of shelves. She hopped onto the lowest shelf, where we kept the board games for sleepovers. She pushed a couple of games out of the way until…

"Found it!" She said, pawing a red box. I looked at the word on the side.

"Scrabble…" I muttered to myself. I then gasped. "Carrie, you're a genius!"

"I know." She said, beginning to push the game off. The box fell to the ground noisily, and letters spilled out.

"Hey, what was that?!" I heard Kim say, soon followed by the sound of approaching footsteps.

Carrie jumped down and quickly began to organize the letters to make words. I went over and helped her. All of a sudden, I felt something push me to the side forcefully.

(Kim's POV)

I nudged the cat away again, and looked at the mess they had caused.

"Oh, come on! I-" I began to say, but then saw the letters spread out on the ground. It messily spelled: CARRIE AND LARRY. I gasped, and Konnie picked up the orange one. She looked at him for a second, and then showed him to me.

"Kim, look at his eyes!" I looked, and sure enough, they were a familiar shade of green. And the other cat. It had blue eyes. I facepalmed.

"Konnie, we didn't make them disappear! We turned them into cats!"

"You mean you turned them into cats." I waved her away.

"Yeah, whatever." I said, taking the orange one from her. "Go pick up the other one." I took Larry and put him into the machine. Konnie came with Carrie and placed her next to him.

"Wait, Kim. How's it gonna work?"

"Well, since the machine turned them into cats when they said it aloud, then there's a chance they might turn into humans when they say 'human.'"

"But how can they say it? They're cats. It would only come out as a meow." I shrugged.

"I think it's only the thought that counts." I told her, but I really had no idea if it would work. I sighed. "You guys ready?" I asked, walking over to the machine's lever. The two cats nodded, and I did the countdown with my hand. When it got to 1, the two cats meowed, and I pulled the lever. The same crackling sound started up again, and the machine began to smoke like before. I crossed my fingers and prayed that they'd be turned back to normal. After a few minutes, the smoke cleared away, and Konnie and I gasped. Where there had once been two cats, stood two 13 year old kids. They stepped out, smiling.

I was so happy, I couldn't help it, and I threw myself at them, engulfing them in a hug. Carrie laughed. Then Konnie joined in, and it turned into one big group hug. Larry was gasping for breath. We released them.

"Sorry, Larry." Konnie said sheepishly.

"Oh, it…it's fine." He gasped. I scratched the back of my head nervously.

"Uh, sorry for…you know…turning you guys into cats…" Carrie came over and pat my back.

"Hey, it's okay. I mean, despite getting chased by a Doberman and getting rabies, we had a good time, right Larry?" He nodded.

"Wait, rabies?!" I asked. Carrie nodded.

"Yeah, I still have it, but I think it's going away. Those injections must've helped a lot. But my head is throbbing." Larry then walked up to Carrie.

"Hey, maybe you should go lay down, then." He said. She shook her head.

"No, there's something I have to go do first, before anything. I'll be back." She said as she ran out of the garage. I looked at Larry in confusion, but he just shrugged.

(Corey's POV)

I was sitting on my couch, depressed as hell. I just lost another potential friend, and I had to explain to my dad why there was a hole in the screen window. I sighed. I don't know how long I continued sitting there before I heard my doorbell ring. I raised an eyebrow and stood up, walking towards the door. I opened it, but there was no one there. I sighed, and was about to close the door again, but I looked down and saw something. A small, cardboard box.

"Huh…?" I said to myself as I crouched down and opened the box. I gasped in surprise. There, curled up in the box, was a small, black and white kitten. It moved a bit and uncurled, lifting its head to look at me with big, bright, yellow eyes. I reached in and pet her. She purred and pushed her head into my hand. I picked her up out of the box, and she melted into me as I held her close to me. I felt my eyes start to water with joy.

Then, something white caught my eye. I looked into the box, and there was a white envelope lying neatly on the bottom. I picked it up, and looked at the words on the side. It read: For your window. I raised an eyebrow and opened the envelope. I gasped when I saw its contents. Money. There was enough money for a new screen. I looked all over the envelope and the box, but there was no identification, or anything telling me who had done this for me. But I smiled, and I walked inside, taking the new kitten with me, who was purring happily in my arms.

(Carrie's POV)

As I was walking home, I had a smile on my face. I know I hated him, but it still made me feel good to have done this. But, as I walked, my smile disappeared. As I was passing an alley, something big and dark caught my eye. I stopped and looked over.

There, lying in the alley, was a dog. A Doberman. I walked over to it and sighed, kneeling down next to it. It was panting heavily, and its breaths were struggled and raspy. It didn't have the same demeanor as before. It was calm and normal, now. The virus was dying, along with the dog. It looked at me, and gave me an apologetic look. It must remember me by smell. I sighed and stoked the top of its head, thinking: This could've been me. I felt bad for it. Having been under the influence of rabies before, I knew how little control you had of your actions.

"It's okay…" I whispered to it. "I forgive you." It whimpered and licked my hand. Then, it continued to lie there, panting. I slightly jumped when, suddenly, it let out a whine, and its flank slowly stopped moving as its breathing slowly stopped altogether. "I'm sorry…" I said, petting its head one more time before standing up and continuing my walk home in silence.

When I got home, Kim and Konnie were gone, but Larry was still there, sitting on the stage. I walked in, and he looked at me, smiling.

"Hey, Care! What'd ya have to go do?" I walked in and sat next to him on the stage.

"Oh, nothing important. Just had to run a quick errand."

"Ah, I see." He said.

"Hey, Larry?" I asked. He turned to me.

"Yeah?" I smiled slyly, and before he could react, I leaned forward and kissed him. It only lasted for a second before I pulled away. His eyes were huge, and his face was redder than his hair. "C-care…?" He stuttered out. I nudged his shoulder.

"Just a bit of advice: If you wanna secretly confess to someone, don't say it while you think they're asleep, because they most likely aren't." I said. He was speechless. I giggled, and a small smile appeared on his face.

"Care, you like me back?"

"You're still wondering?" I asked playfully. His smile grew, and he threw himself at me, giving me a tight squeeze.

"Oh, you don't know how happy that makes me!" He said, burying his face in the crook of my neck. I put my arms around him, too. We were like that for a couple seconds before I let go of him quickly and started violently coughing. He let me go and looked at me worriedly. Once my coughing fit was over, Larry put a hand on my back. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked. I nodded.

"Yeah, I think I just…need some rest…" I said. He nodded understandingly and hopped of the stage.

"C'mon, I'll take you to your room." He said.

"No, I'm okay. I got it."

"Carrie, no. Come one." He stated firmly, offering me his hand. I rolled my eyes and took it. He led me up to my room, and I went and lied down in my bed. Larry sat on the edge of my bed and put a hand on my head, running his fingers through my hair. I smiled at him. He then leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Hope you feel better, Care." He said.

"Thanks, Larr." He started to get up, but I didn't want him to go, so I grabbed his hand. "Uh, Larr? Could you maybe…stay? With me?" He smiled and sat back down.

"Sure thing, Care."

"You sure it's not too much of a bother?" He then grabbed my hand in his own.

"Psht, of course not, Care. I'll stay for however long you need." He said sweetly. I smiled and began to close my eyes, the feeling of my hand being held by his comforting me as I slowly began to fall asleep…

Hope you all enjoyed this story! But you know what...I'm thinking of maybe, MAYBE making a sequel. Tell me what you think of this idea in the reviews!