🐾 Pawprints Between Pages — Log 006: The Crunch of Regret
Filed under: 🐉 snack-based transformation
The cat-thing found a crystal labeled:
DO NOT EAT (very cursed)
So naturally, he crunched it like a snack chip. Loudly. Proudly.
Within moments, he turned into…
a miniature dragon.
Tiny wings. Toasty breath. Entirely unbothered.
He used his new form to set fire to a list of library rules,
then curled up on the ashes and fell asleep.
By the time I fetched the fireproof blanket,
he was back to cat-thing again.
Except now he burps sparks when annoyed.
Which is always.
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Signature left behind:
=^🔥^=
(singed into the margin with passive-aggressive smoke)
The crystal shards are gone.
I checked.
He might have eaten those too.
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