[center][h1][u][color=HotPink]Clay McCog[/color][/u][/h1] [i]Lakewood Plaza - September 1st, 17:00[/i][/center] [hr] [color=HotPink][i]Let's see, diapers, diapers, where art though diapers,[/i][/color] Clay thought, navigating the storage labyrinth underneath the backroom. It wasn't that he didn't know where they [i]were[/i], just not where they were at this very moment. It seemed like every time he needed them, the Ultimate Diapers were in a different place. A week ago, they were in the far, [i]far[/i] back, where light itself dared not go. A couple days ago, they were right by the stairwell down. Today, they were... um... [i][color=Yellow][b]ALL EMPLOYEES, TO THE PARKING LOT! WRECK THIS NERD![/b] NERD![/color] [color=Gold]NERD![/color] [color=DarkKhaki]NERD![/color][/i] Clay blew the hair up out of his eyes in annoyance as the assistant manager's voice echoed through the backroom. Jerkface Mr. Poe, always sending those stupid henchmen over and wasting everyone's time. It's not like his villains ever actually accomplished anything. Viki, Iris, and Tatsumaki usually had them begging for mercy before they took more than a few steps out of their delivery boxes. And yet, everyone made it out to be such a huge deal whenever a new henchman appeared. The storage imps that guarded the Holy Hand Grenades? Now [i]they[/i] were an actual threat, but most of the other employees acted like they didn't even exist. If it weren't for the fact that they were allergic to canines, Clay would've probably been in big trouble. [color=00a99d][b][i]"Hey, c'mon! We gotta villain to fight!"[/i][/b][/color] Iris's voice bounced down the elevator shaft. Clay sighed. Despite the fact that he couldn't actually [i]fight[/i], she always tried to get him involved. Well, at least he always felt included. He turned and started to jog back towards the stairs when he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. [color=HotPink][i]Target found, objective complete.[/i][/color] There, in all their glory, were the beautiful, beautiful diapers. Since he didn't have much time before the other employees tore the limbs off the villain he was supposed to be fighting, he quickly swallowed a whole bunch of boxes and dashed for the exit. He made his way up the staircase, slid past the mostly empty shelves in the backroom, and slammed into the employee's only door. [color=HotPink][i]That, uh, that opens inward...[/i][/color] Clay flinched, rubbing his bruised forehead. Pulling himself back to his feet, he exited the back and grabbed a laser sword off the shelves on his way towards the parking lot. [i]Cats.[/i] The boy's fox ears began to twitch. [i]So many Cats.[/i] His tail's sporadic movements became a lot more frequent. [color=HotPink][i]Stop it Clay, what did dad tell you about succumbing to your primal instincts![/i][/color] he warned himself, grabbing a hold of his ears. [color=HotPink][i]Keep yourself focused. Neither Lyle nor Kokuro have this problem.[/i][/color] He took a deep breath and turned to face Feliking. [hr] Ms. DeVine, the 9th grade English teacher at Lakewood High was just about to head home after a bit of shopping. She had just purchased some meat and vegetables for a stew when suddenly she was a lot more feline than she last checked. [color=SkyBlue]"Oh my, that Feliking character is getting between me and my dinner! I must go and give him a good scolding!"[/color] Ms. DeVine flaunted over to him, her tush swishing back and forth. [hr][center][h2][b]The next day...[/b][/h2][/center] [color=SandyBrown]"What? ... What do you mean you're in the hospital? ... You were turned into a cat when out for groceries yesterday? ... Attacked!? By whom!? ... A boy with fox ears and pink hair? ... Yes... Uh huh... I understand, I will get someone to substitute until then... Uh huh... Well, we all wish you well soon, Ms. DeVine... Alright, goodbye."[/color] The principal at Lakewood Highschool sighed, then began dialing a number.