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The irritating ringing noise wakened Mondo Von Unsymmet out of a sound sleep. He groaned, looking at the clock beside his bed. It was five minutes after five. V sun hadn't even come up yet.  This was the one thing Mondo always hated about his profession....people would wake him up when they needed him. He couldn't very well say no, after all, he was a doctor.
"Yes..." he groaned, "Von Unsymmet, what's your emergency?"
"Mondo?"
Wait...he knew that voice.
"Nibor?" he sat up suddenly and then rolled over convulsively as a sudden stabbing pain shot through his backside. "Nibor, ouch....Nibor, what's wrong." He ignored his own pains to concentrate on the call. His own crooked leg gave him enough trouble that he was more or less used to it.
"Mondo, I really need to talk to you....Now." It WAS Nibor.
"Hon! What's wrong? Are you all right? " Mondo was truly alarmed now. Nibor had been a good friend since she had moved to Crookedtown. She had always seemed so young, but she was strong and smart too.
Mondo groaned again, his head was starting to ache too. He must have gone on one of his late night berserker raids again. He never remembered it when he did, but everyone would tell him about it and he invariably ached from head to toe in the morning. He was lucky he actually didn't catch up to that  Crescent monster. He'd just get turned to dust like so many others had been. He was never quite sure how he escaped from that fate, but it hadn't happened yet.
"I need you to come downstairs to the clinic, before you open up for business....this is really, really important."
"Yeah, alright. Give me a minute and I'll be down at the front door." Mondo couldn't tell if she was in pain or not. "I just want to get dressed and ...."
"I want you to look in the mirror, Mondo. Right now. And then come down and talk to me."
Mondo just chuckled. "My bed head isn't that bad in the mornings."
"It's not your head I'm worried about.....just go look and try to remember....it wasn't my fault."
Nibor listened at the other end of Matthew's cell phone in distracted anxiety. It had been Matthew's idea to talk to Mondo first and he was right as usual. He, Tristan and Flo were waiting outside the doors of the Crookedtown Medical Clinic.  Mondo owned the building and ran the clinic on the bottom two floors and lived in the top floor. It was very convenient.
Nibor was listening carefully when a loud anguished shriek hammered through the line.
"I think he found the emergency." Matthew said with a chuckle. Flo tried very hard not to smirk, but Matthew was funny and Tristan was just plain funny looking. So was she as far as that went.
Nibor groaned in distress as the line went dead. In just a matter of minutes the front door to the clinic was thrown open and there stood Dr. Mondo Von Unsymmet, MD in his favorite candystriped shorts, a spiral curling, extremely fluffy tail and matching upright dog ears, his walking cane and nothing else.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WASN'T  YOUR FAULT?" Mondo howled in fury. "I have dog ears.....and a fluffy tail. How in the......"
Nibor had immediately hidden behind Matthew. He wasn't much of a barrier since he was bent double with laughter. The only one who wasn't incapacitated with mirth was Tristan and of course Mondo.
"Relax Doc" Matthew finally gasped. "As you can see, you aren't alone."
Mondo stared in shock. Matthew was sporting ears and a tail similar to his own save for coloring. Apparently Matthew had grown a husky's tail and ears while Mondo had grown a chow's. Flo had sharp perky ears and a thin ropy tail, for the life of him, Mondo would swear she was a Chihuahua and Tristan had round fuzzy ears and a flippy bit of a tail that said bear to him. Even Nibor hadn't escaped this strange event. She was wearing orange tabby cats ears and a long fluffy tail.
"You think this is funny?" Mondo was closer to tears than laughter. How could this have happened? And how could  it have affected everyone?
"Oh, we aren't laughing at the situation." Flo gasped for breath.
"We're laughing at the dancing lollipops on your shorts." Matthew hooted. "A gift from a friend I take it?"
Mondo's jaw dropped and his face turned white. In less time that it took to get there, Mondo had disappeared from the door.
"He's pretty fast for a guy with a cane." Matthew chuckled.
Only a few minutes later, Mondo was back at the door, gesturing them to come inside. He was now clad in hospital scrubs, a neat hole cut in the back seam for his burgeoning tail. His face was scarlet under the florescent lights of the waiting room.
He'd even tried to straighten out his hair with little luck.  Matthew took one look at his friend and his humor quickly faded. Mondo was clearly distressed, unhappy and he was limping rather badly.
"I forgot...." Matthew struck himself in the forehead, "Last night was the Crescent moon. You've been up almost all night. I'm sorry Mondo, we didn't mean to make fun of your distress and we certainly didn't mean to cause you pain."
"No, not at all." Nibor put in. "It was an accident...." She looked down at her feet.  Mondo sighed. He couldn't bear to see anyone unhappy, especially his friends.
"It's all right Nibor." He patted her hand. "I can't imagine how it happened, but it certainly couldn't have been your fault."
"Oh....but it was." she said again. "I was running and I dropped the vial. It dropped and broke open. I hadn't liquified it yet. This was such a triumph for me. I'd finally got it right. But I dropped it.....and it got away."
"IT?" Mondo asked.
"The Anthropomorphical Thaumaturgical Mist." Nibor said earnestly. "It covered the ciity and did....this."
"The funky blue fog..." Matthew clarified. "It still hasn't cleared."
"Oh No." Mondo said in shock, "It's still out there, still affecting the people."
"No." Nibor shook her head. "It will only affect people once. Some more strongly than others, but it's competely harmless."
"You call this harmless?" Mondo grabbed a handful of the golden fluffy tail growing out of his spine.
"It's not hurting you." Flo said, mock scolding Mondo. "And it's very pretty too."
"Flo!" He slumped down on the chairs in the waiting area. "What am I supposed to tell people when they come to me in panic?"
"Tell them it's not all bad." Nibor said. She was blushing painfully red. "It comes with a sensory enhancement and it will only last a week."
"A week?  And then what?"
"It will simply disappear, no leftovers, no marks, no problems...." Nibor said, "We need you on our side. Whatever you do, Dr. Mondo, don't do any kind  of surgery. If you cut on anything, you'll be taking off a piece of someones body...... "
"I still can't believe you did this. What is this? How did you do it?"
"It's magic." Nibor didn't say another word, she simply held out her hand and Mondo watched as a swirling ball of bright blue light took form in her hand and then proceeded to dance around the room. It settled on Mondo's head and began to tidy his strawberry blonde hair. Mondo put his hands to his head as the tiny light flew back over to her hand, amazed.
"Isn't that a new experience." Tristan was starting to see the amusement factor in all this. "The good doctor is speechless."
"Yes, but he looks good." Flo said. "Can I pat your tail Mondo?"
"No!....I mean...what?"
"When Nibor says sensory enhancement, she means it..." Matthew laughed."Everything is enhanced, hearing, sight,smell, taste and  touch."
"That could be a problem of itself." Mondo said tiredly. He was thinking about so many people injuring previously nonexistant body parts and having it hurt far worse than it should. Or people being confused by hearing things they had never heard before.
"It could be a problem, or it could be fun." Flo said. "I intend to have a sale on baked goodies. And I intend to eat well and enjoy it as long as  I can."
"People should stay home." Nibor said uncertainly, "Do simple things until they get the hang of having an extra limb. Some  people will adjust really quickly, some people might not. I just don't want to see anyone get hurt."
"If you made this.....mist." Mondo was willing to accept a few things on faith, "Can't you make a curative? An antidote?"
"I can, but it'll take three months just to get the ingredients." Nibor admitted, "This will wear off in a week. There's no point."
"And it's totally harmless?"
"Totally." Nibor stated firmly, "It's meant to be a costume/fun thing. It doesn't affect anyone any deeper than skin level. It certainly won't hurt anyone."
"Alright then." Mondo sighed. "I guess I can take the heat off you people. At least I know what to tell people now."
"That's great." Nibor all but bounced off the seat. "I'll be in my shop if you need me....."
"Oh no." Mondo looked straight at her. "I don't think so."
"Wait....what?"
"You started this morass of idiocy. You are going to stay with me in the clinic and help calm the people that most assuredly will be coming in."
"No, I'm not very good at that....please Mondo, if anyone finds out it was my fault....please Mondo."
"No one needs to know who is responsible for this...." Mondo leaned back and just stared at Nibor. Matthew was impressed, usually Mondo was a soft touch for a distressed female, but he was taking the high road with Nibor. Matthew subtly approved.  He nodded slightly at Nibor and she nodded back.
"Alright, I'll  stay here in the clinic and help you out. It's only fair."  Nibor looked tragic. Mondo just grinned at her. Then he leaned forward and flicked his tail out from under his legs. He grunted in disgust. "Damn things got a life of it's own."
"It's your tail, it's going to respond to your moods!" Nibor said, "It's part of the magic."
"You mean my tail will wag when I'm happy?" Matthew gasped.
"Oh yes. It might take a few hours for your tail to....kind of bond, but it'll behave like a real tail for the rest of the week." Nibor grinned weakly.
"Oh, thanks for letting us know about that one Nibor." Tristan groaned.
"What are you moaning about, you have a tiny little flip of a tail, I have a fricking three foot cotton swab attached to my backside." Mondo groaned.
"It's so funny." Flo was rocking back and forth, she couldn't get over it. "Tristan, you're so cute, just like a teddy bear. Dr. Mondo, that tail is just.....please, let me pet it, it looks so soft."
"Oh, for......." Mondo just didn't know what to say. "Oh, alright. This is ridiculous."
Flo giggled and sat down beside Mondo, she gestured to Nibor who sat down on his other side. They reached out and stroked the soft fur and Mondo jumped to his feet with a gasp.
"That.....tickles." he actually grabbed his tail and was holding it away from the ladies. Nibor laughed gleefully.
"I told you it would be extra sensitive." she was grinning delightedly, "But you're really ticklish."
"Look, I didn't get much sleep last night..." Mondo groaned, "The clinic won't open till nine, can I go back to bed till then?"
"Of course." Matthew chuckled and herded everyone else out. "I'll bring Nibor over in the morning."
"Great....thanks." Mondo said. He was really starting to feel the rigors of the lost sleep.
Matthew was the last to pass out of the door. Before he stepped out, he turned back to Mondo.
"Hey, when they stroked your tail.....what did that feel like?"
"Really, really good." Mondo whispered back. "I think this might be fun after all." He grinned slightly at Matthew.
Twenty minutes later, Mondo was back sprawled in his bed. He was asleep almost before he hit the pillow. Behind him, as if in reflection of a good dream, his soft, fluffy tail began to wag, just a tiny bit.

Description
The irritating ringing noise wakened Mondo Von Unsymmet out of a sound sleep. He groaned, looking at the clock beside his bed. It was five minutes after five. V sun hadn't even come up yet.  This was the one thing Mondo always hated about his profession....people would wake him up when they needed him. He couldn't very well say no, after all, he was a doctor.
"Yes..." he groaned, "Von Unsymmet, what's your emergency?"
"Mondo?"
Wait...he knew that voice.
"Nibor?" he sat up suddenly and then rolled over convulsively as a sudden stabbing pain shot through his backside. "Nibor, ouch....Nibor, what's wrong." He ignored his own pains to concentrate on the call. His own crooked leg gave him enough trouble that he was more or less used to it.
"Mondo, I really need to talk to you....Now." It WAS Nibor.
"Hon! What's wrong? Are you all right? " Mondo was truly alarmed now. Nibor had been a good friend since she had moved to Crookedtown. She had always seemed so young, but she was strong and smart too.
Mondo groaned again, his head was starting to ache too. He must have gone on one of his late night berserker raids again. He never remembered it when he did, but everyone would tell him about it and he invariably ached from head to toe in the morning. He was lucky he actually didn't catch up to that  Crescent monster. He'd just get turned to dust like so many others had been. He was never quite sure how he escaped from that fate, but it hadn't happened yet.
"I need you to come downstairs to the clinic, before you open up for business....this is really, really important."
"Yeah, alright. Give me a minute and I'll be down at the front door." Mondo couldn't tell if she was in pain or not. "I just want to get dressed and ...."
"I want you to look in the mirror, Mondo. Right now. And then come down and talk to me."
Mondo just chuckled. "My bed head isn't that bad in the mornings."
"It's not your head I'm worried about.....just go look and try to remember....it wasn't my fault."
Nibor listened at the other end of Matthew's cell phone in distracted anxiety. It had been Matthew's idea to talk to Mondo first and he was right as usual. He, Tristan and Flo were waiting outside the doors of the Crookedtown Medical Clinic.  Mondo owned the building and ran the clinic on the bottom two floors and lived in the top floor. It was very convenient.
Nibor was listening carefully when a loud anguished shriek hammered through the line.
"I think he found the emergency." Matthew said with a chuckle. Flo tried very hard not to smirk, but Matthew was funny and Tristan was just plain funny looking. So was she as far as that went.
Nibor groaned in distress as the line went dead. In just a matter of minutes the front door to the clinic was thrown open and there stood Dr. Mondo Von Unsymmet, MD in his favorite candystriped shorts, a spiral curling, extremely fluffy tail and matching upright dog ears, his walking cane and nothing else.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT WASN'T  YOUR FAULT?" Mondo howled in fury. "I have dog ears.....and a fluffy tail. How in the......"
Nibor had immediately hidden behind Matthew. He wasn't much of a barrier since he was bent double with laughter. The only one who wasn't incapacitated with mirth was Tristan and of course Mondo.
"Relax Doc" Matthew finally gasped. "As you can see, you aren't alone."
Mondo stared in shock. Matthew was sporting ears and a tail similar to his own save for coloring. Apparently Matthew had grown a husky's tail and ears while Mondo had grown a chow's. Flo had sharp perky ears and a thin ropy tail, for the life of him, Mondo would swear she was a Chihuahua and Tristan had round fuzzy ears and a flippy bit of a tail that said bear to him. Even Nibor hadn't escaped this strange event. She was wearing orange tabby cats ears and a long fluffy tail.
"You think this is funny?" Mondo was closer to tears than laughter. How could this have happened? And how could  it have affected everyone?
"Oh, we aren't laughing at the situation." Flo gasped for breath.
"We're laughing at the dancing lollipops on your shorts." Matthew hooted. "A gift from a friend I take it?"
Mondo's jaw dropped and his face turned white. In less time that it took to get there, Mondo had disappeared from the door.
"He's pretty fast for a guy with a cane." Matthew chuckled.
Only a few minutes later, Mondo was back at the door, gesturing them to come inside. He was now clad in hospital scrubs, a neat hole cut in the back seam for his burgeoning tail. His face was scarlet under the florescent lights of the waiting room.
He'd even tried to straighten out his hair with little luck.  Matthew took one look at his friend and his humor quickly faded. Mondo was clearly distressed, unhappy and he was limping rather badly.
"I forgot...." Matthew struck himself in the forehead, "Last night was the Crescent moon. You've been up almost all night. I'm sorry Mondo, we didn't mean to make fun of your distress and we certainly didn't mean to cause you pain."
"No, not at all." Nibor put in. "It was an accident...." She looked down at her feet.  Mondo sighed. He couldn't bear to see anyone unhappy, especially his friends.
"It's all right Nibor." He patted her hand. "I can't imagine how it happened, but it certainly couldn't have been your fault."
"Oh....but it was." she said again. "I was running and I dropped the vial. It dropped and broke open. I hadn't liquified it yet. This was such a triumph for me. I'd finally got it right. But I dropped it.....and it got away."
"IT?" Mondo asked.
"The Anthropomorphical Thaumaturgical Mist." Nibor said earnestly. "It covered the ciity and did....this."
"The funky blue fog..." Matthew clarified. "It still hasn't cleared."
"Oh No." Mondo said in shock, "It's still out there, still affecting the people."
"No." Nibor shook her head. "It will only affect people once. Some more strongly than others, but it's competely harmless."
"You call this harmless?" Mondo grabbed a handful of the golden fluffy tail growing out of his spine.
"It's not hurting you." Flo said, mock scolding Mondo. "And it's very pretty too."
"Flo!" He slumped down on the chairs in the waiting area. "What am I supposed to tell people when they come to me in panic?"
"Tell them it's not all bad." Nibor said. She was blushing painfully red. "It comes with a sensory enhancement and it will only last a week."
"A week?  And then what?"
"It will simply disappear, no leftovers, no marks, no problems...." Nibor said, "We need you on our side. Whatever you do, Dr. Mondo, don't do any kind  of surgery. If you cut on anything, you'll be taking off a piece of someones body...... "
"I still can't believe you did this. What is this? How did you do it?"
"It's magic." Nibor didn't say another word, she simply held out her hand and Mondo watched as a swirling ball of bright blue light took form in her hand and then proceeded to dance around the room. It settled on Mondo's head and began to tidy his strawberry blonde hair. Mondo put his hands to his head as the tiny light flew back over to her hand, amazed.
"Isn't that a new experience." Tristan was starting to see the amusement factor in all this. "The good doctor is speechless."
"Yes, but he looks good." Flo said. "Can I pat your tail Mondo?"
"No!....I mean...what?"
"When Nibor says sensory enhancement, she means it..." Matthew laughed."Everything is enhanced, hearing, sight,smell, taste and  touch."
"That could be a problem of itself." Mondo said tiredly. He was thinking about so many people injuring previously nonexistant body parts and having it hurt far worse than it should. Or people being confused by hearing things they had never heard before.
"It could be a problem, or it could be fun." Flo said. "I intend to have a sale on baked goodies. And I intend to eat well and enjoy it as long as  I can."
"People should stay home." Nibor said uncertainly, "Do simple things until they get the hang of having an extra limb. Some  people will adjust really quickly, some people might not. I just don't want to see anyone get hurt."
"If you made this.....mist." Mondo was willing to accept a few things on faith, "Can't you make a curative? An antidote?"
"I can, but it'll take three months just to get the ingredients." Nibor admitted, "This will wear off in a week. There's no point."
"And it's totally harmless?"
"Totally." Nibor stated firmly, "It's meant to be a costume/fun thing. It doesn't affect anyone any deeper than skin level. It certainly won't hurt anyone."
"Alright then." Mondo sighed. "I guess I can take the heat off you people. At least I know what to tell people now."
"That's great." Nibor all but bounced off the seat. "I'll be in my shop if you need me....."
"Oh no." Mondo looked straight at her. "I don't think so."
"Wait....what?"
"You started this morass of idiocy. You are going to stay with me in the clinic and help calm the people that most assuredly will be coming in."
"No, I'm not very good at that....please Mondo, if anyone finds out it was my fault....please Mondo."
"No one needs to know who is responsible for this...." Mondo leaned back and just stared at Nibor. Matthew was impressed, usually Mondo was a soft touch for a distressed female, but he was taking the high road with Nibor. Matthew subtly approved.  He nodded slightly at Nibor and she nodded back.
"Alright, I'll  stay here in the clinic and help you out. It's only fair."  Nibor looked tragic. Mondo just grinned at her. Then he leaned forward and flicked his tail out from under his legs. He grunted in disgust. "Damn things got a life of it's own."
"It's your tail, it's going to respond to your moods!" Nibor said, "It's part of the magic."
"You mean my tail will wag when I'm happy?" Matthew gasped.
"Oh yes. It might take a few hours for your tail to....kind of bond, but it'll behave like a real tail for the rest of the week." Nibor grinned weakly.
"Oh, thanks for letting us know about that one Nibor." Tristan groaned.
"What are you moaning about, you have a tiny little flip of a tail, I have a fricking three foot cotton swab attached to my backside." Mondo groaned.
"It's so funny." Flo was rocking back and forth, she couldn't get over it. "Tristan, you're so cute, just like a teddy bear. Dr. Mondo, that tail is just.....please, let me pet it, it looks so soft."
"Oh, for......." Mondo just didn't know what to say. "Oh, alright. This is ridiculous."
Flo giggled and sat down beside Mondo, she gestured to Nibor who sat down on his other side. They reached out and stroked the soft fur and Mondo jumped to his feet with a gasp.
"That.....tickles." he actually grabbed his tail and was holding it away from the ladies. Nibor laughed gleefully.
"I told you it would be extra sensitive." she was grinning delightedly, "But you're really ticklish."
"Look, I didn't get much sleep last night..." Mondo groaned, "The clinic won't open till nine, can I go back to bed till then?"
"Of course." Matthew chuckled and herded everyone else out. "I'll bring Nibor over in the morning."
"Great....thanks." Mondo said. He was really starting to feel the rigors of the lost sleep.
Matthew was the last to pass out of the door. Before he stepped out, he turned back to Mondo.
"Hey, when they stroked your tail.....what did that feel like?"
"Really, really good." Mondo whispered back. "I think this might be fun after all." He grinned slightly at Matthew.
Twenty minutes later, Mondo was back sprawled in his bed. He was asleep almost before he hit the pillow. Behind him, as if in reflection of a good dream, his soft, fluffy tail began to wag, just a tiny bit.