Wing lay in bed with turtle Karen on his chest. It's been almost two weeks since her transformation to a reptile. Prof. Pike estimates that it might take a few more days for the chemical to leave her system.

"Hey, I'm going to play some cards with the girls," Otto zipped up his jumpsuit. He'd just come out of the shower. "You want to come?"

Wing thought about it but shook his head. "I have to take care of Karen,"

"She can come too," Otto said.

"She's asleep," Wing calmly stated with a sigh, but suddenly, the sleeping turtle emerged from her shell.

"Wing, can you like, not breathe?" Karen said with a laugh. "Don't forget I'm tiny; you breathing feels like a rollercoaster."

Wing chuckled and placed her on the bed next to him. "You can go ahead Otto," he said. "I don't mind."

"Suit yourself," Otto shrugged and walked out of the room. Wing sighed once more, turned on his side and petted Karen's shell. She purred like a cat, making Wing chuckle. "Karen, you're a turtle, not a cat."

"Oh right," Karen blinked. She tends to forget what animal she is. Wing watched her submerge into her shell. He lied on his back once more and looked up at the ceiling. Pike wasn't kidding when he said it was a difficult job; Karen has the habit of getting into places she's not supposed to be; one time, she almost went down the bathtub drain and was almost flushed down the toilet.

She heard Karen's steady breathing, meaning she was finally asleep. Wing rubbed his eyes and placed the thin sheets over Karen. She's cold-blooded and the temperature in the room is pretty chilly; she needs to even out her body temperature.

Wing took this chance, pulled the sheets over his body and fell asleep as well.

Half asleep, Wing snuggled onto something warm. Wing figured it was a pillow…a pillow that smelled of salt water.

That's odd, he slowly thought but snuggled onto the incredibly warm pillow. He wrapped his arms around it and sighed.

The pillow shifted a bit, confusing the Asian teen. He slowly opened his chocolate brown eyes, only for his vision to fix upon Karen's face; her human face.

He quizzically blinked a few hundred times before realizing he was snuggling with a human Karen, who happened to be naked in his bed.

Wing let out the biggest scream of his life as he jumped out of the bed, tumbled down to the floors and stood up faster than light itself. He was hyperventilating and his face looked like the blazing red sun.

At the commotion, Karen somehow awoke slowly, opening her light brown eyes. She stretched and sat up on the bed.

"What's wrong Wing?" she huskily asked, her tone thick with sleep. Wing was speechless; he couldn't get the words to come out of his mouth and even more so now that Karen was sitting up on the bed with absolutely nothing covering her bare chest.

"Y-y-y-y-y-y-you're a…" Wing's eye twitched as he stammered. Karen scratched her eye with her hand. "What's the matter…?" she trailed off to move her hand from her eye to her field of vision. With wide eyes she put her other hand next to the other and then looked down at her chest.

Blushing, she quickly grabbed the sheets and pulled it towards her upper body. "Wing; don't just stand there! Call Pike!"