Third Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

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It had been bad enough to wake up as a pony. Now Topher was realizing that his hooves made it impossible to play video games. Video games. IT WAS KILLING HIM. He stomped around on the controllers, trying to figure out a system, but his tiny character just kept getting blasted with fire that he could have avoided if he had had opposable thumbs, damnit.

Stupid controller.

Then it cracked under his hooves. Frustrated, Topher flopped down on the ground in front of the TV. This sucked.

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[vanillajello]

"... Really, Fandom? This is what we're going with today?"

Yup, that was Kate's voice. She'd stopped in the doorway to the common room, bare-armed and bare-legged in her morning attire of a... mostly buttoned-up flannel shirt that hung low over her thighs. (She was actually wearing somewhat respectable shorts underneath, but still, sorry, Topher, she had no consideration for other people's possible delicate sensibilities. Not on a Sunday morning.) And she looked distinctly unimpressed.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher didn't know what was worse -- the pony thing or the complete violation of his delicate sensibilities.

"Tell me about it," he grumbled. "Stupid controllers."

Yes, because that was what Kate was talking about.

[vanillajello]

"Yeah, that wasn't exactly what I was talking about," Kate replied, shaking her head as she actually entered the room. "... Topher. Right?"

It was hard to figure out voices without the right face. Or species.

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And it was hard to figure out voices when he had to crane his neck, like, way up to even see people. It put him on eye level with those tiny, tiny shorts. Ew.

"Yeah," he confirmed. "I could tell you you're Kate, but you know that."

UGH. Why couldn't Fandom just zap everyone at once? That way at least it would be fair.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I'm a pony!" Yes, Tony. People could see that.

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Topher, for his part, feigned shock in as sarcastic a voice as any human could manage.

"OH MY GOD!" he yelled. "YOU ARE? Are you sure?"

[vanillajello]

Hey, those tiny shorts were just about the best clothing thing ever. He could ask anyone! ... Well, he could ask Bod, anyway.

"That'd be me," she said flippantly, making her way towards the kitchen area now. "What are you, even? A pony?"

[vanillajello]

"Congrats," Kate drawled, waving a spoon in greeting. "That seems to be going around."

[dollpocalypse]

"A pony with wings," he growled. "And a horn."

It was basic math, Topher. Put them together.

"Guess I'm a unicorn."

This was not a happy face.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"You're not in any position to be sarcastic about this," Tony decided after a moment. "Horn and wings."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Why aren't you a pony?"

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"Yeah, but for future reference? Describing your appearance to people who can see you, not so much of a big surprise."

[vanillajello]

"Sucks." That was vaguely sympathetic. Vaguely. "Well, it'll probably be over by tomorrow."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I didn't see you down there," Tony admitted. "Maybe if you stood on a couch, though..."

[dollpocalypse]

"Maybe," he said darkly. "Aren't these things supposed to happen on Saturdays and last the weekend? Now the scheduling's all off."

[vanillajello]

"The island decided a need a break?" Because she did. She really really did. Waking up as a pony would not have been pretty. "Sorry, I guess."

[dollpocalypse]

MEAN.

"Hey," Topher protested. "'s not my fault the video games don't work." Or, more accurately, that he couldn't work them. "This was a perfectly normal expression of frustration."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"With fluttery wings?"

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"That's not very fair," Tony said with a sigh. "I can't even open doors right now!"

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"At least my tail isn't shaped like a Japanese fan!" he shot back. "And what's that on your chest, a sheriff's badge? Please."

Someone got defensive when he was irritated, oh yes.

[vanillajello]

Kate shrugged, then peered nto the fridge. "Well, any weird stuff like this generally doesn't last more than a few days, if it's not something that's just happening to one person."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Tony looked down at his chest, just noticing the reactor was still there.

Well. That sucked.

"Something like that," he said quickly. "And my tail is neatly in order. Not like yours."

ARGUE TAILS, BOYS. THAT WAS NORMAL.

[dollpocalypse]

"Oh." Topher took another glance at that other guy who'd come in. "Huh."

Then --

"Wait, I have class tomorrow! Am I gonna have to go like this?"

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SO NORMAL. More normal than scaring each other with porn and bad music, anyway.

"You don't even have wings!" Topher exclaimed, like that proved his point. "And my tail is awesome. Plus it's a color found in nature, Mr. Fire Engine Red."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"You're also blue," Tony pointed out. In case Topher hadn't noticed.