Mark set the detailed little cat statue on a shelf & looked back the letter that had come with it. He smiled, another gift from a fan. The letter said that the fan had sent this to him because he liked animals so much. They hadn't made it themselves though, it was an antique apparently. Mark didn't really have any antiques so it stood out among the other things he had collected. It was kind of cute actually. It was a pearly white, like it was carved out of some kind stone or crystal, & decorated with metallic gold paint. It was posed to be sitting with one paw up like it was waiting for a treat or something. He turned it around absently as he continued to read through the letter, it was pretty short. But at the bottom it read: Watch out for it's cla- "Ow! Fudge!" Mark pulled his hand back & found four tiny scratches in his skin. Damn those little claws were sharp. He sighed & shook his head a bit.

Mark set the letter down next to the statue & went to record some videos. Everything was going just fine till halfway through the second video he started to get kind of tired. He didn't know why since he'd gotten a pretty good amount of sleep last night. He finished the video & stretched a bit before heading to bed for a nap. He found that his bed was incredibly comfortable & fell asleep shortly after his head hit his pillow.

Mark slept quite well & ended up dreaming about some pretty weird things. But he couldn't quite figure out what exactly it was that he was dreaming about. He only woke up when he heard a knock on his door. He creased his eyebrows & groaned softly, he looked at his clock. It was 9 in the morning? Mark creased his eyebrows & put his glasses on talking a second look. But that didn't make sense, he'd fallen asleep at about 5 pm. Had he slept that long?

Mark was brought out of his thoughts by another knock. He got up & went to door finding Bob & Wade there with luggage in hand. "Oh shit..."

"Oh do you remember now?" Bob raised an eyebrow at him.

Mark had managed to sleep so long that he missed picking up Bob & Wade from the airport when they arrived for their visit. "I'm so sorry."

Bob sighed & stepped into the apartment once Mark stepped out of the way. "It's fine, we took a cab obviously."

"Why didn't you come?" Wade looked at his friend curiously.

"I uh...slept in too late..." Mark rubbed the back of his neck.

Both his friend rolled their eyes. "Are you feeling okay?" Wade actually looked a bit concerned. Mark usually didn't sleep in unless he wasn't feeling well.

"I'm fine." Mark helped them with their luggage but paused when he noticed Bob looking at him kind of funny. "What?"

"Could you open your mouth for me?"

Mark creased his eyebrows & blinked, "Why?"

"Just...open your mouth." Bob insisted taking a few steps closer to him.

Mark thought that was a pretty weird request, but he opened his mouth anyway.

Both Bob & Wade seemed to inspect his mouth for a moment before Wade gestured unsurely. "Mark...are you wearing fake fangs or something?"

Mark closed his mouth & snorted, "What? No."

"Then we might have a problem." Bob turned Mark to the nearest mirror.

Mark glanced at Bob & opened his mouth again. He stared seeing his top & bottom canines were a bit longer & definitely sharper than he remembered. "What the fuck?"