Room 218 and Outside Room 402, Wednesday Evening (10/10)
Beauty had come back to her room tired after her shift at the post office, and decided to lie down for a few minutes. She took off the heavy gold ring she always wore, set it carefully on her nightstand, and curled up for a little nap. The little nap turned into sleeping away what remained of the afternoon, a good sound sleep, and she noticed nothing unusual until she woke.
That is, she noticed nothing unusual until she yawned hugely and then streeeeetched, from the tips of her wee paws to the end of her wee tail.
She...did not normally have a tail. Or wee paws, or soft fur, or whiskers.
Her first reaction was to dive off the bed and under it in an utter panic. A fit of dust-bunny-induced sneezing chased her back out, however, and after a few moments of lying flat on the floor and mentally flailing, Beauty took her runaway instincts in hand and reminded them that this was nothing unusual for Fandom. And hadn't she, after all, felt a little jealous about A.J.'s delight in being a puppy?
And that gave her an idea. A.J. would know what to do.
Thankful that she'd left her door conveniently ajar, kitten!Beauty squeezed through the open space and headed down the hall. Which was a lot longer than she'd remembered it being, but she'd just had a nap and was full of energy. Good thing, too, because two flights of stairs later, she was realizing that the dorm was a pretty big place for a little kitten.
Going up to the door of room 402, she also realized she had a problem. Standing up on her hind legs and leaning her front paws against the door didn't do anything. She tried jumping up toward the handle, but that didn't accomplish anything either. Finally, she batted in annoyance at the door and gave the loudest, most pitiful mmMRROOWWwrr she could muster.
[ooc: For by137 although posted a bit early. Door of Room 402 modded entirely without permission, mwahaha.]
That is, she noticed nothing unusual until she yawned hugely and then streeeeetched, from the tips of her wee paws to the end of her wee tail.
She...did not normally have a tail. Or wee paws, or soft fur, or whiskers.
Her first reaction was to dive off the bed and under it in an utter panic. A fit of dust-bunny-induced sneezing chased her back out, however, and after a few moments of lying flat on the floor and mentally flailing, Beauty took her runaway instincts in hand and reminded them that this was nothing unusual for Fandom. And hadn't she, after all, felt a little jealous about A.J.'s delight in being a puppy?
And that gave her an idea. A.J. would know what to do.
Thankful that she'd left her door conveniently ajar, kitten!Beauty squeezed through the open space and headed down the hall. Which was a lot longer than she'd remembered it being, but she'd just had a nap and was full of energy. Good thing, too, because two flights of stairs later, she was realizing that the dorm was a pretty big place for a little kitten.
Going up to the door of room 402, she also realized she had a problem. Standing up on her hind legs and leaning her front paws against the door didn't do anything. She tried jumping up toward the handle, but that didn't accomplish anything either. Finally, she batted in annoyance at the door and gave the loudest, most pitiful mmMRROOWWwrr she could muster.
[ooc: For by137 although posted a bit early. Door of Room 402 modded entirely without permission, mwahaha.]