((Wow! I didn't think this story was too popular! I'm very glad everyone is enjoying it. This chapter may be a bit odd for some but I have great things planned for the whole crew. Just you wait!)

"A blizzard?" Plague asked, a bit surprised.

"Yar, a blizzard." Treasure reassured

"And this shitty town wins the award yet again for the shittiest weather." Black mumbled

"It does change quite often." Mole pointed out

"It starts with loads of rain and turns into a fucking blizzard." King scoffed

"It's a-already colder in h-here." Mona shivered

"I call bullshit, you're always cold Mona." Tinker commented

"Everyone just shut the hell up!" Specter cried

"What crawled up your ass?" Propeller asked him

"You're mom." Shovel laughed

"Fuck you man." Propeller frowned

This bickering went on for a good 10 minutes in Plague's garage. Being snowed in, no one quite knew what to do. A few ideas were tossed around but no one could agree. However Shield threw out an idea that seemed to work.

"Plague, have you ever taken a good look in your garage?" Shield asked

"No... Not really..." Plague answered, confused.

"Looks like there's a boarded up plank." Shield pointed to a few boards of wood hammered into the wall

"I never noticed that..."

"Let's do it Treasure!" Mole cried

"Aighty, we shall." Treasure muttered

Treasure and Mole stood back about 10 feet. This was followed by both putting their shoulders in front of them. They then ran as fast as they could into the board. Dust filled the air as well as coughs before it cleared to reveal an old elevator. Everyone stood back and marveled at the ancient sight, a few ooo's and aah's escaping their mouth's.

"All in favor of Specter checking out the creepy ass elevator say I" King said

"I!" 10 voices filled the air

A pissed off Specter floated to the old metal door to see inside the elevator. He pulled back the door and realized it was quite old. Perhaps 100 years old, maybe even older.

"It's just an elevator you fucking pussies." Specter mumbled

"I knew that." Black said, chucking nervously

"My ass you did." Propeller pushed him

"Don't touch each other." Mona stated

"He started it..." Black groaned

"Shut the hell up you two." Tinker said

"GET IN THE DAMN ELEVATOR!" King screamed

Everyone ran into the elevator quickly as King walked in and shut the metal door.

"What's the buttons on this looking like?" Plague asked

"Like fucking buttons, dipshit." Black mumbled

"Shut the hell up." Mona slapped the back of his head

"Everyone just stop fighting." Mole said

"I guess just go to the lowest floor." Tinker threw out

Shovel pushed B and the elevator went down. As it went down, Wasted Years by Maroon 5 played on repeat.

"Who the fuck installs a speaker in an elevator that's 100 years old that only plays Wasted Years?" Shield asked

"I'd rather not know." Propeller stated flatly

"This song has played 15 God damn times!" Mole cried

"I like it." Specter said

"I don't." Treasure retaliated

The song ended right as the elevator stopped for the last time. It was a small hallway, lit by candles which lead to a door. Plague pushed the door open with all her might and they all walked out. This was followed by Mona closing the door. The elevator began to rise again.

"Is no one concerned that the elevator went back up on it's own?" Black asked

"Or that the weight of 11 people didn't snap the damn cables." Specter said

"Alright, let's say it's Mona's turn to check out the creepy thing?" Tinker asked

"Yeah." 9 voices stated

"Oh screw you guys." Mona groaned as she walked to the door nervously

"Watch out for the ghost." Black laughed but stopped when a nearby vas fell

"There is no ghost you idiot." Shield said

"The vas says differently." Treasure stated

Mona slowly put her hand on the handle, turning it ever so slowly. Then... SLAM! The door slammed back so hard the hinges broke from age and force. The door fell to the ground with a thud a few seconds after.

"Did you piss yourself?" Propeller asked Black as he stood in a newly formed puddle of piss

"... Maybe." Black mumbled

"Dammit, I just got new shoes." Propeller slapped him in the back of the head

"Anyone care to go in?" Shovel asked

Mona stood back as the 10 walked into the room followed by Mona. It was a very simple room. Two lights hung from the ceiling. They shined on two bottles of some liquid, which sat on pillars. There was a plaque on the floor, covered in dust.

"Clearly 2 people need to do this." Shield said awkwardly

"Let's say... Specter..." Plague mumbled

"Hey!" Specter shouted

"And Propeller!" Black cried

"No!" Propeller frowned

"Who agrees?" Plague asked

In unison 9 I's shot through the air like a bullet shoot through a target. Specter and Propeller walked to the plaque and began reading.

"Choose the right drink. Mix the two, you'll be right, drink one each, bad affects, mix the two in the wrong order, and your whole world will change around you." Propeller read

"I'm not doing this shit!" Specter cried

"Do it ye pussies!" Treasure cried

"... We need to mix this shit correctly." Propeller mumbled

"Yeah..." Specter whispered

Black smirked and ran up, opened the bottles, and pored them on the two.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU D-" Specter shouted before he cut himself off.

"YOU IDIO-" Propeller did the same

"What the hell did you do man?" Tinker asked

The plaque was right. All the sudden the two sunk to the ground, clutching their stomachs.

"You may have killed them..." Mole mumbled

Specter was the first to go through the transformation. He threw off his helmet in anger and looked at his friends with his piercing black eyes. His eyes were the start actually. They slowly went from black to blue, a beautiful blue. This was followed by his eye brows, which thinned out, and his eye lashes, which grew.

"Is he becoming a girl?!" Mona asked

"No shit." King mumbled

Specter had black hair that covered most of his face. His hair lightened into a teal color. This was followed by a braid with a bow at the end of it. It even covered his eye a little. He was shaking heavily.

"My God..." He said, his voice raising

His nose became tinier, almost button like. The Adam's apple was long gone. His skin paled and braces tightened onto his almost unseeable teeth. His cheeks became somewhat pudgier as well.

"... He looks cute..." King mumbled as low as he could

"W-What the fuck..." Spirit groaned in a somewhat nerdy but cool female voice.

Next was his upper body. His skin paled yet again and his fingers became dainty as well as his arms and shoulders. He began to sprout breast, which grew to a perky B Cup. His stomach didn't change as he was incredibly skinny, so his skin only continued to smoothen and pale.

"He's even cuter..." King whispered to himself

"M-Make it stop..." Specter whispered with tears

His nails were painted black, both finger and toe. His feet became dainty as well and his legs thinned. Next the thighs grew even thinner as his hips expanded and his ass fattened up, to a point where it would hang off the sides of any chair. His dick and balls withered away and revealed a gleaming cunt. Of course, her skin paled, and her insides changed.

King ran to her and picked her up, whispering "A-Are you alright Spirit?"

"N-No..." She clinched him tightly, crying in his arm

King walked back to the group with the crying Spirit. Mole, Mona, Plague, and Shield checked on them both. Tinker, Black, Shield, and Treasure watched as Propeller's transformation began.

Propeller, like Spirit, threw his helmet off in fear and frustration. Propeller's eyes became a very piercing green. His eyebrows thinned out and his eye lashes grew somewhat but not to the extent of Spirit. His nose didn't change much nor his skin, the first normal and the latter pale. His hair became a dark purple, the front hanging over and covering his eyes while his bangs grew out and the back went to his upper back.

"M-My face..." Propeller whispered

"It looks so... Familiar." Tinker commented, thinking back to a music video he had watched recently.

A small grin was plastered on Propeller's face as his upper body began it's changes. His finger nails grew somewhat and were painted a light pink. His hands became daintier and his arms thinned out considerably. He also sprouted breast, but they weren't in full bloom yet, only reaching a high A Cup, or a low B Cup. His stomach lost most of it's fat and he became a good 130 pounds.

"Heh heh... Heh!" Propeller laughed

"He's gone fucking bonkers." Black commented

"There was a small part of me that thought this would go away. I think it'd permanently destroyed now." Shovel muttered

"H-He's becoming Noodle..." Tinker whispered

"Who be Noodle?" Treasure asked

"... I'll tell you all later."

Propeller's legs got the same treatment as his arms, nails and all. His hips and thighs became skinner, and his ass only grew a little. It was clear he wasn't fully matured yet. As per Spirit, the final nail in the coffin was his dick. It, as well as his gonads, withered away and left a pussy, plain and simple. Of course, all the male organs were transformed into female.

"P-Propeller!" Tinker cried as he ran to her and with minimal strength picked her up

"What's up Tinke?" She asked, giggling.

"N-Nothing much?" He replied awkwardly

"Awesome." She smiled, her eyes not viewable

"Jeez you'd think they'd kiss or something." Black chuckled

"I'm glad you said that!" The author cried

"... What the fuck was that?" Shield asked

"Take a look my children!" The author exclaimed yet again

With that, Propeller, who will be renamed Flying, pulled up the welder's mask to reveal a somewhat surprised young man with a thin face, messy blue hair, and two front missing teeth. She then kissed him passionately, pulling back and giggling. Tinker flipped the mask back down and walked back to the group with Flying in his arms. Black and Shovel went and grabbed the two helmets, holding them close and remembering times past before the 10 minutes that it took for their best friends to change.

"There! Now it's even steven!" The author laughed

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME YOU BITCH!" Spirit screamed

"I just told you, even steven, at least gender wise." The author stated

"I like it." Flying grinned

"Now, since I am the author, I predict that Tinker will get with Flying, and King with Spirit." The author giggled

"This chick is serious." Mole mumbled

"Now, I have to go my sweeties!" And with that the author left, and the group stood dumb founded, with Propeller and Specter now girls