Theo

The transition was painless for me and Rustle. He just grabbed my hair tighter, and we stepped out of this noisy city into the stillness of the night. The girl in my arms did not move. Still would! I was horrified by what happened. A simple task: find her, drag her across the border and attach her to the academy. Was it the same in the letter? And now she's a mouse... a mouse! Okay, let's figure it out.

Finding Anya Koshkina was not difficult. She glowed with magic so that the glow was visible for several kilometers, but still it was necessary to check whether this girl was the right one or not. And then the rustle came into play. Danced in front of her in the pet store, wagging his tail. But Koshkina did not even look in the direction of the exotic. She had no money for a chinchilla. But she looked at the street people as if she was ready to take everyone to her home. I bought food for them, dragged medicines from the clinic. Nice to remember.

And the fool Shorokh was bought by a couple of rich people.

“Everything is under control,” the swindler said then. - A little suggestion, and I'll get close to our object.

And it really did fit. Chinchilla Gambit, motherfucker!

- Heyyyyyysh, - his partner drawled.

- Stop whistling in your ear! - what kind of idiotic habit does he have to shove his face into my auricle? It’s also annoying that he can’t immediately formulate an idea. "Listen, think what I'll tell you." Say so, damn it. What for these prefaces?

- Why are you so nervous? - Shorokh was offended.

- You guess, or you explain? Prekiiiiin, and our object has turned into a mouse.

- Well? She has stress. You might think you didn't transform uncontrollably in the first place - still pouting.

- Yes, but such revolutions do not last more than a few seconds, and it has not changed for an hour. Do you understand what I'm getting at?

Understands. Here it is a living example of irreversible change. The world's first magical chinchilla and my best friend. Couldn't he turn into a dragon, or into a horse? Though I wouldn't feed him then. He eats in this body, as if not in himself.

- Okay, sorry, Shore.

- Pfrrr! - Again in the ear, furry cattle. I am silent. - Apologies are accepted.

So what did you want to say. - Nothing. - Okay, - I answer in the most indifferent voice. Works flawlessly. Will still tell

- In short ... I noticed here, you won't believe ...

It started again. Tolerate. Tolerate. He's been like this since childhood. I skip a few more introductory sentences.

- ... I did not inspire anything to that guy. Alex.

- AND?

- He really fell for our girl. He called her himself, gave me. I didn't even tense up. It happens!

And this is what I didn't like. I don't believe in such coincidences. Yes, and that blond is clearly muddy, but we didn’t really check him. But what's the difference now? In a day we will be at the academy, the border is already behind us. Only there is one problem, and she does not move. Didn't she die?

Has stopped. He opened his palms, gently stroked his gray fur with his finger. Warm, or did I warm it up?

Yes, she is alive. Exhaustion. It’s hard for you and me to make the transition, but she’s a mouse.

He sat down on the grass and began to look at the object. He restored everything that preceded the transformation. Anya was very uncomfortable in that restaurant. Kittens are listed. Smiled. Funny and kind. I definitely wouldn’t bring her to such a place, it’s clear that this is not her. So she unconsciously chose the image of a mouse. She considered herself gray, nondescript and unsuitable for that world of rich dudes. And here I am. But what was left to do? She was about to scream. I had to put my hand over her mouth. Moron. And it’s better to wait for Alex to take her home, and then pick her up there. But I didn’t want to wait, I imagined how something serious could happen to them, and everything turned upside down inside. I don't care? Or not? Month! I've been watching her for almost a month. It is too long. Wrong thoughts creep into my head. Very wrong. She is just an object.

- Wow, what was I thinking

He waited a pause, waiting for me to ask a leading question.

- Well.

You kissed her and she turned. What if it works the other way around too?

He is not joking. Dancing hopefully on my shoulder. After all, if it works out, then there is hope for him too.

- Would you like to kiss a mouse?

- Not a mouse, but a girl in the body of a mouse, or do you disdain? - Shorokh scoffed.

- Not.

It became scary that it would not work out when I had already hoped a little. I don't want to witness another broken life.

- Then kiss her.

- Now, - some kind of madhouse.

- Kiss, kiss, kiss, - chanted Rustle.

- Will you shut up then?

- No, you know me. Come on already.

He brought it to his lips. I thought about how sweet and kind Anya was, recalled how she dragged me into the clinic's waiting room, examined me, and wanted to help. Black shiny eyes opened at the last moment, before our kiss, and then my legs buckled sharply. It worked. She hugged my neck and did not touch the ground with her feet. I suddenly lost my balance and tumbled onto my backpack. Not to beat the ampoules with konakion, and the girl could not be crushed. Rustle jumped off his shoulder in time and rolled into the bushes.

- YOU?!

Red with anger. Her hair is tangled and her eyes are furious. And she doesn’t even have an ounce of clothes on, everything was left in the restaurant. I was in too much of a hurry to think about such a trifle, especially why does a mouse need clothes?

- Hello, - the only thing that has enough brains in this situation.

Anya

"Hi"? Is he kidding? He's really teasing!

My body ached as if all my bones had been broken, and my head was melting with anger. This black-eyed monster ruined my life. I got fired from my job, dragged off my first date with a normal guy in a long time! I was a mouse. A mouse that can be crushed by squeezing the palm a little harder. And I'm without clothes, and he's without clothes! Nearly. At least he's wearing jeans.

She threw her crooked fingers towards the pervert. I'll rip his muzzle, and then I'll eviscerate his sculpted belly.

Just a second, and warm and strong palms closed on my hands. The second - I lie on my shoulder blades with my hands behind my head, and small pebbles scratch the bare skin of my back. Eyes begin to pinch, but already from tears. How painful, humiliating, terrifying.

- Theo, can I help you? - there was a squeaky voice of someone invisible.

Theo... That's the name of the bastard who will either kill me or rape me now.

- I can handle it, Shor, be a friend, turn away or get off for a while, until I teach our girl a lesson in politeness.

- Well, okay ... - the interlocutor reluctantly answered, and I mentally begged him not to leave me alone with the beast, which squeezed my legs with its knees. This is good? When raped, they push them apart, logically? And if he is not going to rape, then ... he will kill ?!

- I am ready to dutifully listen to all your claims, Anya. He tilted his face very close to mine. Kiss him, maybe? I will turn into a mouse and run away. And then what? As far as I understood from their chatter, only another kiss can break the curse again. And who in their right mind would kiss a gray mouse? Instead of complaining, she just groaned. Ah, right!

- You set me up at work!

He snorts, pulls a grin on his face.

- Did you like being an errand girl in a cap and apron? With your potential to be in a position, bring it, give it - do not respect yourself. Claim denied, I helped you keep your honor.

Too close to his eyes and lips, pressed her head to the ground, trying to win at least a couple of millimeters. What a hot one, as if he was in a fever. Sick of what?

- Honour? The fact that I'm lying naked under you is also part of your plan to improve my life?

- I'm sorry about that. Unexpected consequences, but I warned you not to be stupid.

- How masculine. "I'm sorry, but it's your own fault."

- What? A slight bewilderment appeared on his face. - I apologized. How feminine it is to cling to words.

- Good. How about a broken date. Alex will think I ran away. You ruined my personal life too.

He chuckles again with some nasty sense of superiority.

- Do you believe in yourself? Did you like Grande Levuare? If you want, I’ll return it right now, I think your handsome man has already managed to choose a dessert for you and hardly missed his gray mouse.

A lump instantly formed in my throat. He sees through everything about work, about this stupid restaurant.

But I still have to warn you. I can't guarantee you won't turn into a rodent when your blond prince doesn't kiss you.

- What have you done to me? - he doom in his voice becomes uneasy. If this black-eyed muzzle is upset, then my affairs are definitely bad.

“I didn’t understand it myself, but if you calm down and stop rushing at me, we’ll try to figure it out. Together.

The word "together" brought blood to her cheeks. Together... I shook my head, trying to get rid of the sudden and completely unnecessary obsession, but Theo didn't understand everything.

- It's not?

- Not. That is, yes. I agree.

"Then, can you let me go?" his lips asked, almost touching mine.

- In what sense?

No one was holding me. One of my palms lay on a hard, scalding hot back, while the other ruffled my shaggy hair and tried to pull Theo closer. Another millimeter, and my chest will touch him, and we will kiss again. She abruptly removed her hands, and the black-eyed muzzle again lit up with a mocking smile.

- How long have I been like this? - breathlessly asked the kidnapper. How did it come about?

- Almost immediately. These are also the consequences of the transformation. Werewolves exhibit uncontrollable outbursts of emotion. Anger, depression, surging libido. Simple chemistry, nothing to be ashamed of here.

Theo's knees squeezed my legs even tighter, just in case. Oh. So he defended himself from me. What a charm, if not for one "but":

- I do not want you!

- I got what you mean. Anya.

He paused before the name, as if he had tasted it. What's happening? Why doesn’t it bother me at all that my whole reality has shattered into pieces, but only cares about how to pull my legs out of a tight grip and hug Theo half-naked with them?

- How to dampen libido?

The guy leaned over to my ear and in a whisper, from which the body completely refused to obey, answered:

- Nothing. Anya.

His answer echoed through my agitated mind. I wanted to object. How is it nothing? There is you, me. Let's figure out how to solve this problem together? A nervous chuckle burst out of his chest, but Theo was not laughing. Serious, as in the state exam. What is this name? Theodore? The parents were rewarded.

- Anya, - it is tortured, as if she is going to die right on top of me.

- What? - Again dug into his shoulders. Beautiful shoulders, and he himself is nothing. Just comb it, and it will look like a person.

We need to test one theory. Will you bear it?

To endure what to endure?

I could not voice the question, as my lips were just for a moment seared by a kiss. I did not have time to understand anything, as the world of dreams was spinning and full of bright flashes.

She pushed Theo in the chest with her forehead and abruptly jumped up on all fours. Four?

As she studied her claws scratching the ground, the kidnapper fiddled with the buckle on her jeans.

Smell! A small animal lurked nearby. And I was tormented by unbearable hunger. Track down, - pulsed in the brain.

- Theo, I feel that she wants to eat me, hurry up, huh? Why the hell did you even turn her again, and even into THIS ?! Why not a mouse?

I missed all the fun, the guy managed to get rid of his clothes. I heard jeans fall into the grass, but I was more interested in the beating of a tiny heart. There is, however, nothing there - solid fur. But I was overwhelmed by wild and uncontrollable fun. To catch! Play with loot.

Ran to the bushes.

- Theo, do something! She is not suggestible in this body.

A sudden jolt to my side and I tumbled into the grass, spewing grunts and snorts. She turned to the offender and froze. Black dog from the clinic. The culprit of all my troubles in the flesh. Only with a slight difference - a white curved line on the chest.

With a chinchilla after I figure it out, you can start with a dog. I rushed to Theo, but he shifted to the side in one easy movement, and I slid forward, clumsily braking with my hind legs. She quickly turned around and ran back.

"How are you going to turn her into a human now, nerd?" She will finish you now!

This voice is definitely starting to annoy me. And how has Theo not eaten it yet?

Again my attack failed. The dog doesn't even look out of breath, but I'm pretty exhausted. It's time to change tactics and catch the rodent first. But the pervert figured out my plans and hurried to intercept. This time he was less fortunate, caught him with her claws. The aroma of blood inflamed, rolled in waves of madness, drowned common sense.

"Okay, enough," a human voice said harshly.

Theo stood at full height, completely without clothes, but I looked only at his hand hanging helplessly along the body. Did I do it?

She froze as she realized what had happened.

- The gods see I don’t want to kiss you now, Anya, but I have to.

The guy fearlessly approached me and touched my nose with his lips.

I'm lying on the grass again. And he lied. Libido has gone down. I don't want anything anymore. Especially this idiot. How embarrassing and bad. It didn’t even get easier that the offender was crippled.

- Here, hold on, - he threw his jacket aside to me. - Get dressed, we've already lost a lot of time. Shor, get out, you cowardly brute, I'll be left without an arm, let's heal.

“I’ll help,” she buttoned up and reached for Theo, feeling a growing excitement in her chest as she looked at the oblique stripes on her shoulder and the scarlet ribbons flowing down her arm and tearing into the grass in heavy drops.

- You? The wicked grin returned. - Your knowledge of medicine is useless here, mouse. You have already done your job.

The words stuck in my throat. That's my fault? And who dragged me here, who turned me a second time?

Rustle jumped out of the bushes, glanced warily at me, as if I would grab him in human form, stuff him into my mouth and chew him up.

- Where should we go next? - dryly asked the kidnappers

- There, - Theo waved his good hand towards the narrow broken road.

- Catch up, how to deal with these scratches. - She pulled a jacket on her ass and hobbled her bare feet, the devil knows where. What else is left for me?

Theo

- Don't twitch. It will not go far, - Rustle tuned in to my life waves, trying to help. The task is not easy, he needs to break through all my defenses built against suggestion, and force the body to regenerate.

It's just that I'm in his way, I'm angry and I want to break away to catch up with one stupid naked girl who has no idea where she is.

- Theo, we need to talk, - Shor begins seriously, and I already know what he is getting at.

- No, do your thing. This is mistake.

- You have a label.

But I didn't feel it! I was wedged from the restaurant, but I diligently drove away even the thought of it ... They could not give me a tip on Her.

- Not! Impossible.

A heavy whistling breath, Rustle puffed up like a ball, thinking what else to say to me., And I stretch my neck so as not to lose sight of the girl. Stumbles, on a broken road with deep ruts left by wagons after the rain.

- Who sent us the letter? - finally decides to ask Shore a question.

“I don’t know,” he starts to annoy me. “Let’s take her to the academy and take on the next task.”

- How long will the supply of konakion last? - quietly and somehow doomedly asks a friend.

- A month and a half.

- She will not be accepted into the academy, and if she is accepted, she will be expelled on the second day. Anya can't live without you.

“I don’t care,” I try to sound indifferent.

Well, I stumbled again. By the end of our journey, her legs will turn into a bloody mess. We should turn her into something small and herbivorous and bring her to the inn. Buy clothes, shoes...

- You're lying. You can't give a damn, Theo. That's her!

- Not.

The rustle, fortunately, shut up for a few ravishingly long moments. I found a gap in the defense and now I was shaking my body from the inside with might and main, forcing me to heal myself. My mouth felt uncomfortably dry and my head was spinning. You need to drink, eat and pinch one mouse in a dark corner ...

- Do you want to ask me anything? - again the fur yap reminded of itself.

- Not. And your theory is wrong, Anya has no mark.

He abruptly got to his feet, and Shor had to cling to my skin with small sharp claws so as not to fall, it’s a pity that he didn’t fall, but my eyes immediately darkened.

- It's only a matter of time. Otherwise, I dare to suggest that you have special healing kisses. Well, try it on me, suddenly I will become myself.

"Will you be quiet for a minute?"

- Yes!

I couldn't resist such a generous offer. I kissed him on the forehead, and at that very moment Anya turned around and wrinkled her pretty nose in disgust. Shine. I wouldn't be surprised if Rustle made her look this way.

- Shit.

- Yeah, put on your pants and catch up with your girl, and it would be nice to apologize to her, Theo.

- Not today.

- And not tomorrow, passed already. Are you taking medicine now?

- You decided to be my mother?

Rustle crossed his paws on his chest.

- Of the two of us, at least one of us should behave like a man.

Well, yes, and it will definitely be a chatty chinchilla. Class.

- And her ass is nothing like that, by the way, - added a friend.

I wonder if the promised minute of silence has already expired, or have I been fooled again?

- Man, - he smiled at the remark of Rustle. But he is right at least in the fact that Koshkina’s ass is really “nothing like that”, and she urgently needs pants.