I wish to step back for a moment from this series of transformations and pairing to another
this epidemic of rubber hose starts in an animation studio closed for the night, The moonlight shines through the windows one particular drawing seems to glow in the moonlight, unlike the others
The drawing begins to shift in shape , what was once an illustration of a regular house cat becomes bipedal and reaches out of the page, The fluffy tail it once sported has shifted into a slithering serpent
When the toon has completely left It’s birth page. It lets out a giggle, it’s oddly shaped eyes dart to an open window end but before it can slip out into the night, if he was a noise
The living cartoon slips into the shadows out of sight, someone is here withno one should be
And there’s someone who’s here isn’t someone that has a job at the studio, crazy quilt, self titled master, art Thief, had broken into this place to steal ink for something he was working on, The sack held behind his back, Klinks with parts of drawing ink, he’s just about to grab the pot sitting on the desk in front of him when something gooey, yet scaly wraps around his leg
And Yanks, The sack of inkpots Falls to the ground, some shatter on impact staining the man also on the ground, Pierre had barely gotten finished, swiping, the ink blocking his vision, when is gaze was taken completely my eyes peering down at him, spiraling cacophony of color hide his full attention
The tune used his serpent tail grab one of the notch shattered pots of ink, he spit into it, causing it to turn into a rainbow of colors, and begins to pour
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“ and don’t forget to give her a fat rack. She really wants some hot chest balloons”, Michael instructs the poodle artist drawing his sisters, requested physical body, The dog that was once human deed as he was commanded
“ hate when he gets to me, tell him to give me a giant bulge”, The voice of One of Michael’s younger brothers speaks to him from behind the veil between the third dimension and the toon dimension
“ I will be patient”, Michael says under his breath
“ oh brother I can’t wait to meet baby doll, I know we’re going to have so much fun playing together”, Elizabeth is jumping for joy, Quite literally getting a good airtime for plumbing into the ground and making a credo when she impacts which bounces back into flatland with her standing on it perfectly fine
“ I am sure you can’t but you won’t have to wait much longer sister”, Michael glances over to the drawing, which was finished with one last swipe of paint, The mostly rabbit girl, with links like features, blinks her eyes after a moment, which is both hands to either side of the paper she’s drawn on and pushes her way in into the third dimension
Michael helps her up from her position face first on the floor , and they both laugh happily, accompanied by the voices of the other two siblings behind the barrier between toon and 3D
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Sometime later elsewhere jervis Will is getting finished washing his face, he lifts his head up from the spray, rubs curiously at the wispy hair across his lip, he chuckles a little on the side of it, reminds him of rabbit whiskers, but he pushes it to the back of his mind. He must not have shaved that well, like he thought he did.

“ i’ll have a go add it again in the morning”, he says to himself walking away from his cell sink, he doesn’t notice that his reflection doesn’t move with him, or that it smiles with sharper teeth than his own
The end