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~Erik 100%~

Playing a video game in the Entertainment Room, Erik was finding it difficult to use the controller with paws. His fingers were just too thick to successfully use the controller. He gave up on the game and decided to settle for a movie. Carefully taking out the disk, Erik put it in and sat down on the couch. The Nightmare Before Christmas had been one of his favorites since he was a little kid. Grabbing the can of root beer next to him and struggled to open it with his paws. Now flustered, he simply sunk a fang into the top of the can. Turning up the volume and taking a sip of his soda, he said to himself "From now on, I'm going with bottles."

Lost in the magic of Tim Burton's masterpiece, Erik nearly fell off the couch when he Chris yelp in pain. Erik quickly regained his composure and cocked his head as his older brother kicked the couch before saying "Is something wrong?"

"Well, I'm pretty sure I changed last night, but I can't really remember. Besides, I haven't looked in a mirror today." he answered.

Erik was used to Chris occasionally having a fit like this, so he just took another sip of his root beer and waited for Chris to calm down. "Ah, it's alright. It's better to let it out than keep in inside where it gets worse."

At Chris' comment, Erik's ears shot up. A smile on his face and his tail enthusiastically wagging, he was excited to see what he looked like now. Looking around the room, he asked "Is there a mirror in here, I want to see what I look like."

After a few moments, Erik calmed down and settled back into his seat, replying to what Chris said earlier. "You, wierd? Come on, look where are, look at me, you should know better." Erik then playfully punched his brother's shoulder a few times.

Leaning on Chris' shoulder, Erik kept talking, whether Chris liked it or not. "I've realized the only real downside to all the changes...these thick, stubby fingers." Erik raised his hands, if they could still be called that, and wriggled his fingers. "Watch this and you'll know what I mean." With that, Erik grabbed the remote control, and tried to press the volume button with his thumb. As it hit the button, his thumb also hit a few other buttons, causing the TV to turn off and on again, the volume to go on mute, and French subtitles appeared at the bottom of the screeen. "See what I mean, I can't even play video games with these." he said.

Erik was actually surprised to see Chris have more trouble with his hands than Erik did himself. Grinning, he said "Guess I should count myself lucky."

Erik practically jumped off the couch. He was getting bored and he wanted to get a look at himself now that he was finished. Gesturing towards the door, Erik said "We'll go to my place." Without warning, Erik suddenly got down on all fours and started bounding towards his duplex, shouting "You can't catch me!" He was eager to see how fast his older brother could move now.

As he approached the door to his duplex, Erik got back on his hind legs. Panting wildly due to the race and the tropical heat, Erik reached into his pocket and pulled out his key. He then opened the door and motioned for Chris to come in.

Once inside the air-conditioned duplex, Chris would notice a few things. The first and most obvious thing Chris would notice is the scent of someone besides Erik who just been in the duplex. Chris would also see that there were a few bags and objects there that didn't belong to Erik. Erik's bed looked as if two people had slept in it the night before, and on the bed there were a few black feathers.

Erik slowly walked towards the mirror in his bathroom, preparing himself to see what he looked now that he had finished changing.

Just as Erik reached the threshold of the bathroom door, he heard Chris growl. Figuring he must've smelled Branwan's things, he shook his and sighed before proceeding forward. Erik looked deep into his reflection with a surprised look on his face. He wasn't disgusted or saddened with how he looked, he was just amazed that the face he was staring at, that canine face in the mirror was his own. Satisfied with his reflection, he smiled and walked back over to Chris.

Erik wasn't at all offended by Chris' question and answered "Yeah, of course we do, why do you ask?" As he spoke, he began making his bed, starting with cleaning up Branwan's feathers.

Erik stood still for a moment, surprised by Chris' question. Regaining his composure, he told Chris about why Branwan was staying at his duplex, about how her final change left without hands, so he decided to let her stay with him until she could get by on her own. As for sleeping together, Erik explained that they hadn't done anything beyond cuddling, since both Erik and Branwan obviously knew that they were way too young. "And another thing, how in God's name could I wear a condom?"

Erik hadn't seen Minna in a while, so he asked "Hey, how is Minna doing?"

"Branwan's fine, but lately, she's been feeling very self-conscious about her appearance." he replied. As he finished with the bed, laid down on it and continued talking. "Also, because she has a beak, she can't smile or frown, so it can sometimes be hard to tell how she's feeling. And we had a discussion about the whole 'instincts issue', and we reached an agreement: we agreed that I can still act on them, but in moderation, so both me and her are happy." If Chris had smirked, Erik would've suckerpunched him right then and there. Branwan was Erik's girlfriend and he loved her with all his heart, so would not have anyone do or say anything mean to her.

Remembering Chris' other question, Erik sat up and answered "I'm actually pretty happy with the way I look. It's just amazing to look in the mirror and know that the canine face I'm looking at is my own. How do you feel about your new face?" Erik then pulled his tail over onto his lap and started playing with it.