"You're a dog." Sam stared at Steve incredulously for a moment before he started laughing. "Of course you're a dog." He crouched down and rubbed behind Steve's ears for a moment, enjoying the soft feeling of his fur. (Was it weird to pet his best friend? Probably.) The motion helped calm him a little, and after another couple of minutes, he stood up again and looked at his own vial of potion.
He murmured the incantation for the last time, drinking the potion down in one long gulp. For a moment, everything was still, and then the entire world grew larger and larger around him. Before long, he was looking up at Steve, his head cocked slightly to one side. His vision magnified everything, and he could see every hair on the dog's muzzle clearly. When he opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out but a shrill squawk.
Cocking his head to the side, Steve looked slightly offended, at least as much as a dog could look put out. The look didn't last long, the getting feeling too good and he leaned into it happily, tail wagging to show how okay he found it. It might be a little weird but he didn't linger long on questioning any of it. His eyes focused again as Sam shifted into - a bird.
Of course. It made perfect sense.
Gripping onto his humanity anchor, Steve shifted back with a groan, fingers clumsily reaching out for his robe to slip on. "I knew you'd be something like a bird," Steve commented as he sat down. "You don't look very cuddly, just so you know."
He fought back a yawn, the shifting taken more out of him than he expected but it had been a long couple of months.
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He murmured the incantation for the last time, drinking the potion down in one long gulp. For a moment, everything was still, and then the entire world grew larger and larger around him. Before long, he was looking up at Steve, his head cocked slightly to one side. His vision magnified everything, and he could see every hair on the dog's muzzle clearly. When he opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out but a shrill squawk.
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Of course. It made perfect sense.
Gripping onto his humanity anchor, Steve shifted back with a groan, fingers clumsily reaching out for his robe to slip on. "I knew you'd be something like a bird," Steve commented as he sat down. "You don't look very cuddly, just so you know."
He fought back a yawn, the shifting taken more out of him than he expected but it had been a long couple of months.