I lifted my head up, stretching my neck, because it was so stiff, and looked up at the tree. There was no trace on the vine that the growth had even been there.
Confused, I shrugged it off, stretching my front legs.
If I could scream I would have.
Demon hands.
Demon hands reached out.
There must be a lumping demon behind me, I thought in horror, my muscles tensed, angry at this- this creature that dared to try and attack us, attack my love.
So I leaped, turning myself around,
But nothing was there.
I blinked, confused, then I felt an itching sensation on my front left hoof, I reached forward again.
AND THERE WERE THE DAMN DEMON HANDS AGAIN.
So I did the only thing I could think of at this point: I bit one of the fingers.
Then fiery pain shot through me to my brain.
What the lump?
It couldn't be...
Experimenting, I moved my "hoof" a tiny bit, and sure enough, the pinky finger of the "demon" wiggled.
The hand... Was mine.
Which could only mean one thing: I had been turned into a human by the thing that fell on me and Cake.
But since very little splashed on Cake, I seriously doubted it affected her at all.
My eyes widened in awe, I turned my face towards Fionna and Gumball, who were standing there with their mouths open like a codfish.
Then I realized.
Oh glob!
My love!
I rushed to her side, stumbling a bit, not used to moving on two legs instead of four.
She stirred a little, then she stretched,
And I saw a tiny tan hand.
I was wrong.
Justenough of the stuff goton her to make her mostly human.
Her ears and tail was still there, but the rest of her looked like the old pictures of the native humans of an old continent from before the great mushroom war called Africa. Except her hair, which was tan with white streaks in it, cut into a bob,
but
her hair wasn't stiff looking like the Africans.
I reached down with my new hands to run my fingers through her hair, and my suspicions were confirmed.
Her hair was as soft as a newborn baby's.
"Mmm... Fionna... What happened?" Cake mumbled, then she opened her eyes and let out a blood-curdling scream.
"DEMON! A LUMPING DEMON HAS POSSESSED MOCHRO!"
She growled, and tensed up, ready to pounce.
Oh shit.
She sprung on top of me, pinning me to the ground by my shoulders with her body, arms spread out across me and fingers dragging themselves in the dirt. I looked at my foot, hoping to glob I at least still had my hooves.
No such luck, my attire consisted of a white long sleeved dress shirt, a black vest, gray trousers, and black leather dress shoes.
Hiding human feet.
As she bared her teeth, threatening to bite down on my neck, and although normally I'd love forher to bite me, this was not what I had in mind. I struggled to think of a way to communicate. I needed something to tap out a beat.
Then I got an idea.
I had often seen Fionna snap her fingers to the best of music she danced to, maybe I could use my new fingers(if I could figure out how to snap in the next five milliseconds) to communicate. I slipped my forefinger quickly over my thumb, and I hearda
clicking sound.
Yes!
I waved my left hand in front of her face to get her attention.
And at first I tried to grab her wrist, showing her her hand, but that made it ten times worse. She shrieked in terror.
"WHAT THE STUFF DID YOU DO TO ME DEMON?!" She roared, I shook my head quickly, waving my hand in her face to get her attention again.
I started snapping the patterns of letters.
M.
O.
C.
H.
R.
O.
She stared dumbfounded down at me, clearly confused, not realizing what I was doing.
I touched her cheek lovingly with my right hand, as my left kept going.
I.
T.
S.
M.
E.
I.
M.
H.
E.
R.
E.
Then she suddenly gasped in recognition.
"MoChro... Honey... Is that you...?"
I nodded, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, sobbing into my collar bone.
"How did this happen?" Fionna said, as confused as the rest of us.
Except of course Gumball.
"The plant seed pod that exploded, it was the seed pod of a whoopsie Daisy. The liquid stuff from it that caused this was the, shall we say, plant food, for the seeds.
It turns whatever it touches into the last living breathing creature it touched.
So no plants thank glob."
I thought back, trying to remember through the haze of confusion.
Then Cake gasped in realization.
"I touched Fionna. And MoChro touched Gumball."
"So wait... Does that mean MoChro is a candy person?" Fionna said, confused.
"Precisely." Gumball said.
I looked down at my hands.
What kind of candy was this color?
"So wait... What candy is he?" Fionna continued.
"I dunno, let's find out!" Cake giggled, I was confused.
Cake wrapped her arms around my neck, after sliding mine from the shoulders of her sunshine yellow tee to her white Daisy Dukes.
I trembled with need, but she didn't like me that way.
But then to my surprise she pressed her lips against mine.
Like, hard.
"WHOA!" Fionna said, disgusted.
My eyes grew huge, and I flushed beet red, shocked.
Was this really happening?
It was. Oh my glob!
So I relaxed, my hands reaching up to knot themselves in her short hair. My eyes closed, and my tongue slipped out of my mouth, without me really meaning to, but she opened her full lips slightly, accepting me.
She loved me.
She really really loved me!
I sighed, as my tongue explored her mouth.
"OKAY OKAY! GLOB YOU GUYS WHAT THE LUMP?!" Fionna screeched, and Cake giggled, gently pulling away.
I leaned my forehead against hers, gasping for air,
"Black licorice..." She breathed, "my favorite flavor." And then she winked.
Oh baby.
"So how are we gonna fix this? I mean now that Cake's human, she doesn't have her powers!" Fionna said.
Who said we wanted to be changed back, I thought,
So many new sensations I've never felt before.
"Not necessarily, try and see if they still work Cake!" Gumball said, and Cake nodded, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut, and stretched her arms out, straining...
But nothing happened.
"Well at least it's not as embarrassing as the time we snuck into the wizard's garden..." She said, and I smiled.
"See?!" Said Fionna.
Gumball thought for a moment, then said,
"Well I guess there's only one thing to do...
We have to find the garden prince."