Well, it seemed a pleasent sleep, the memories of my enstranged week from before still fresh in my mind. I mean, seriously, turning from a grown man into a little girl isn't something you forget that easily. Well, I got up, shook off the morning lag from my deep sleep and stretching. Walked out my room, walked down the stairs, hopped on the sofa and lied down watching the TV. Then, my sister came out, sat beside me and began to pet me... wait a minute. Pet me? It took me a moment to realize how absurdly strange it was.
"Who's a good boy?"she cooed. I opened my mouth to ask her what the Hell she was doing, but I stopped when I realized how big she was(she WAS my little sister). Before I could ponder what was going on, she asked if I wanted to go outside. Outside... there was something about that word. Everything else now cleared of my mind, I hurried to the back door and charged out when she opened the door.
"What the Hell is all of this!?"I called out. I looked around. The yard was massive. What was all this!? I saw a puddle and hurried over to it. It just couldn't be true! I just had to be back to normal, I just had to be... and I wasn't. Staring back at me was a cute, little fox kit.
"Something wrong?"I heard behind me. With a quick turn, I saw Daimond, our pit bull. Not only was I a fox, but now I could talk to animals!?
"Why doesn't anything surprise me anymore?"I said as I turned and trotted off("Hmph, rude."I heard Daimond snort).
Have I lost my damn mind? Most likely. Oh well, here's to another week of TF, be kewl.