He was tired.

While he was delivering noodles, a weird looking demon attacked the city. As usual, Mk fought him and defeated him. But his favorite arcade was destroyed.

He closed the door to his apartment behind him and threw aside his hoodie. He fell face first on his bed, grumbling and complaining against the blanket about the demon who caused the destruction to his precious arcade.

He heard his phone buzzing, and he lifted his head. His pout turned to a grin as he quickly picked up his phone.

Guest was in front of the building, and was in the elevator, heading to his apartment. His partner was coming over.

He looked around his messy room, and quickly stood up to clean everything up; and by cleaning, he obviously hid everything in his closet.

He heard the ring bell, and excitedly walked towards the door. "Guest! Let me open the door." He unlocked it and opened the door.

Before he could even react, a cloud of smoke clouded his vision, and he was on the floor. He tried speaking but only a small bark came out. Once the smoke dissipated, he looked up at Guest who was now taller than him, and was looking very confused.

Mk's eyes looked down at his front paws, then at his red bandana, which was now around his neck like a collar, with a little bow behind it. He was a dog. WHY WAS HE A DOG?!

He stopped in front of his mirror, and stared at himself. He would find himself cute, if he hadn't been forced turn into a dog. He knew he hadn't accidentally shapeshifted, because by now he could've managed to turn back.

He couldn't understand how or why he was now a dog-

Oh that demon.

He turned back to look at Guest and ran up to them. He whined and tried to gesture with his front paws that he'd gotten cursed, but he was failing miserably.