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A/N: Hello again! I got really bored today so I decided I'd write another chapter! Thanks to everyone who read my first chapter and a special thanks to those who left reviews! I probably won't post stuff early too often, but I decided that I would today. As always, please review, follow, and favorite!

Jake's POV

Wow, that hurt. The last thing I remember was trying to find my viola – Shelby's rent was due.

Then there was the explosion.

Fog so thick you could cut it with a knife crept through the window. It wrapped itself around me, like a blanket of ham sandwiches… That are gray and fog n' stuff. I passed out before the fog left, but when I woke up, it was gone.

That's when things got weird. I fell in a fairly convenient way, onto my knees then on my stomach. When I regained consciousness I flopped over onto my back, pulling one knee up and spreading my arms out. I knew something was wrong when I went to scratch my forehead and I was wearing a pair of huge glasses. Pulling them off to examine them, I discovered that the lenses were thick and the rims were solid black.

That's weird, I don't wear glasses…

My new glasses weren't the only new thing on my person. When I was finished looking at my glasses, I saw that there was something wrong with my hands. They were all fleshy and… Not furry. Not only that, but I had…

5 FINGERS!? Man! Wait 'til Finn hears about this!

At that moment I realized Finn wasn't anywhere to be seen. As I was about to get up to find him, I passed by the bathroom. The door was open, and I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. At first, I didn't believe it was me, but eventually I had to accept that the human in the mirror was me. I had hair that looked a lot like my ex-fur color, except a bit more blonde. I had a bit of facial hair, but not enough to consider a beard. As for my body, I was wearing clothes. I had a mustard yellow, button-up shirt with a dark red tie. I was wearing black dress pants and fancy shoes, it looked like I was ready for a business meeting or something. The worst part, though, wasn't the clothes…

I'm fat!

Now in reality I wasn't as large as I had believed I was, a more appropriate word would be "stocky". At first, I thought I could just stretch myself so I could look however I wanted. My life was about to get a whole lot harder.

Why isn't it working? Why can't I stretch?

Now if you don't mind, I'll save you from all the very manly screaming and crying that ensued when I discovered I couldn't stretch. I managed to convince myself that I was dreaming, but after pinching myself until I bled, I ditched that theory. I then thought that the strange smoke that surrounded me earlier must've messed up my brain, but the only thing that had changed was me, so I kept thinking. It took me several minutes to accept the fact that I was a human.

What's Lady gonna think?

I combed my fingers through my hair, something I would find myself doing a lot. I made my way up to my bedroom when I ran into someone else. He was about my height, which isn't saying much, and very thin. He had red hair and was wearing a light pink, turtleneck sweater with khaki pants and pink canvas shoes. He was sitting in the hallway on his stomach, like a worm. Next to him was the shattered remains of my viola.

"Dude! My viola!"

When I ran to grab my viola, the pink sweater-guy looked up at me. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with pink-ish skin and light brown eyes. He wasn't exactly a handsome guy, but wasn't real ugly, either.

"Jake?" he questioned.

"Who are you?" I yelled, "And why is my viola broken?"

He pulled himself off of the floor to talk to me.

"Jake!" he yelled, sounding like he was happy to see me. He ran in for a hug, but I stepped away from him.

"Yeah, that's me name! Now, who are you?" I shouted at him. The comment seemed a bit painful to him, but he gave a small smile and said,

"Jake! It's me, Shelby!"

I wanted to hit myself in the face.

So Shelby turned into a human, too? What's going on around here?

After a few minutes of talking to Shelby, I left towards my room to look for Finn.

As always, our room was a mess. Finn was nowhere to be found, but I wasn't really expecting to find him so quickly. I decided to sit down on my bed. Being bigger now, I didn't quite fit.

I guess I can make a new bed…

I sat there for a while, waiting for nothing. That's when Finn walked in. I was relieved to see that he hadn't changed at all.

"Finn!" I started, "Man, do you have any idea what happened?"

He stared at me for a while. I realized that he probably didn't recognize me, what with this mew body and all. After several seconds of stunned silence, Finn responded with one word.

"Jake?"

A/N: Hey, sorry for ending the first and second chapter in practically the same way, I promise Chapter 3 (Marceline's POV) will have a fresh, new ending! Thanks for reading!