A/N: Ok, here it is! FWI, this has nothing to do with Warriors, I just didn't have anywhere else to put this. So don't read if you're expecting Warriors! Another FWI, it's like a side story to my Warriors fic that's ACTUALLY about Warriors. So there. It's also a side story for my Hetalia/Doctor Who fic as well.
"Hey Shelby, can you come over? I have something for you to test." Lizzie asked her friend over the phone.
"Sure. I'll be over in a New York minute." Shelby promised. She picked up her bag, and ran to her best friend's house. Shelby kicked the door open, and rushed into the living room, where she faced a huge bookshelf. Shelby carefully chose the correct book: Les Miserables, and pulled it.
In an instant (or as long as it takes for the light to change from green to the guy behind you to start honking in New York City), and a trapdoor opened beneath Shelby's feet. She dropped onto a slide, and slid down into Lizzie Miller's secret lab.
"Lizzie! I'm here!" Shelby called. She dropped her bag on a random counter, and sat on the nearest char.
About thirty seconds later, Shelby got hungry. She looked around for something to eat, and soon saw what looked like a chocolate chip cookie and a glass of orange juice. Weird combination, but Ok. She reached for the snacks and devoured them. Starting with the cookie.
By the time Shelby had polished off her snack, Lizzie walked into the room, carrying a small mouse in her hand. She almost dropped the poor thing when she noticed the empty space the cookie and juice had once resided. She turned to Shelby with an expression that held a mix of anger and nervousness.
"Shelby, do you know where the two items that were on the counter went?" She asked, desperately trying to keep her cool.
"You mean the cookie and juice? I ate them." Shelby said. "They were delicious." Shelby pat her stomach, and burped.
"That wasn't a cookie a juice." Lizzie said very slowly, and dropped the mouse. On an instinct, Shelby crouched on all fours, and jumped on the tiny animal. When she got up, Shelby noticed a few things.
She had cat ears and a tail
She had claws
The mouse was dead
The mouse was in her mouth
It wasn't a cookie and juice that she ate
"If it wasn't a cookie and juice that I ate, then what was it?" Shelby asked, afraid of the answer.
"That was a glass of pure cat DNA and a shape shifting pill. I was going to test it on this mouse, to see if it would have any affect. Apparently it does." Lizzie observed.
"So… I'm a cat now?" Shelby asked uncertainly.
"Only partially. The DNA and pill was only supposed to mix with the vict- I mean subjects' DNA, making them a perfect mix of human and feline." Lizzie explained.
"Oh." Shelby said. Then smiled widely. "Cool! I've always dreamed of being a cat!"
Lizzie smiled. Her plan had worked perfectly.
A/N: Ok, that was kinda cool. REVIEWS ARE MY FOOD! FEEEEED MEEEEE!