My Exploding Cat

Just stories and drawings really, no actual fissile felines.

Chapter 5

…by turning his form from Flower to Faerie.
“Duh,” it said. Then it camouflaged.
The orb telepathically directed him to Lila’s house. When they got there, Brian pushed the doorbell.
“Hello, do I know you?”
“More than you know and less than you think,” Brian said.
“You’re beginning to sound like me,” said his orb, slowly becoming visible.
“Excuse me, but what are you doing here?”
“Well, it’s not my idea,” Brian said. “The instant prize for that stupid game I got Mom to buy was…”
“Brian?” Lila was puzzled. “You’re a faerie too? I thought I hid that potion!”
“I’m a Shapee. Like I was saying, this is the instant prize from the game. It has a lot to say, and it won’t turn me human!”
“If I turned you human, you’d try to resume a normal life. You will never fit in with humans again. Every time you fall from somewhere, you will turn into a bird. If you so much as trip on a stair at school, and head for the ground, you will change. It’s a common reflex. If you get angry, you might turn into random things. How would you like to get mad at a teacher and turn into a dragon in front of her?”
“That would be fun,” Brian murmured.     “Anyway!” Brian cleared his throat and did the  whole I-didn’t-say-that routine. “The little orb has a LOT to say. Watch the time, the thing could blab for hours.”

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