badassprodigy | Not-So-Abandoned Warehouse: Saturday Evening

The past week had been a trying one. Especially when you're a genius stuck in the body of a grumpy looking puppy. And two people insist on dressing you up in silly puppy outfits.

Kathy and Elsa would pay for that really. Well... mostly Kathy.

However one thing that Barry insisted/barked on was that he be allowed walkies back into his lab to monitor his long term experiments and analyze his current. It was difficult to accomplish in puppy form with puppy paws but somehow Barry had managed.

Probably much to the chagrin of Elsa and Kathy who were no doubt bored out their skulls since Barry would start barking if they tried to put another Bollywood musical on his monitors.

KATHY	"Don't think I don't have the six hour BBC version of the movie we watched last time," Kathy threatened. "Six-and-a-half, if you count the number of times we watch the male lead climb out of the lake with his shirt wet."
BARRY	Barry let out a sharp bark of protest. Hey, he had already suffered being put into doggie outfits this week. Did he really need to be punished with more Bollywood films?
KATHY	"Fine," Kathy declared. "Maybe I'll just go around touching buttons and pulling levers on all the machines I don't understand. Since you like explosions so much. I bet that'll keep you entertained, hmm?" Poor Barry. So many people still thought Kathy was nice.
ELSA	"We probably wouldn't be so terrible at it if you'd just leave us to entertain ourselves while you did your experiments," Elsa added, sounding only slightly exasperated. "I'm keeping a mental tally, Barry. Every bark while we're watching something and minding our own business means one more hour spent in the little doggy tuxedo." Elsa never claimed to be a saint, herself.
BARRY	Barry let let out a doggy sigh. If he were human would be the equivalent of "FINE!" He reached out with his paw and punched a button on the console. "Yes, Barry. How can I help you today?" came the smooth voice of the AI that sounded remarkably like Tia Carrere. Barry let out a series of barks to the console. "Of course, Barry. Right away." Yes, Barry had figured out how to create a barking interface to his system. A system that was now putting the same Bollywood musical which was playing before he was transformed. He glared back at Elsa and Kathy as if to say "Satisfied?"
KATHY	"I still think we should watch the BBC version," Kathy snarked. "I mean, it's six whole hours you could Science! while we were entertained." She was already settling into a chair, though. After all, they hadn't been able to finish the movie since someone had interrupted their last viewing. "Come on, Elsa. There are at least another two songs we can practice dancing to while Barry pretends not to watch."
ELSA	"We'll have to make a date to watch it once we've mastered our hip-shimmy," Elsa agreed, smiling and taking a seat. "I enjoy the book, I'm curious to see how it translates to the screen in as many ways as possible." Possibly mostly to spite Barry, now.
BARRY	Barry let out a long dog-sigh/whimper. This whole animal transformation thing was supposed to be about discovery. Not tuxedos and Bollywood musicals. Do any of you girls know what a sitar sounds like to a dog? So fucking loud.
KATHY	"Awww," Kathy said, reaching over to scritch Barry's floppy ears. "Your life is the very worst. However do you manage to cope?" Yeah, okay, she didn't sound particularly sympathetic, but he was getting ear-scritches. What more could he really expect here?
ELSA	At least he hadn't been dressed in a plush hot dog bun or something. He was getting off pretty lightly, considering how many options the girls had at their disposal. "It probably has something to do with all of that boundless patience he has," Elsa teased, smiling their way. "Which we've been seeing so much of these past several days." Sarcasm? From the heir to Arendelle's throne? Say it isn't so!
BARRY	"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Barry grumbled as he rolled his eyes and pushed Kathy's hand away from his ear. "Well at least when Elsa goes to sleep tonight I can sneak up to cuddle with her from the foot of the bed so there's a fucking bright side to all of this." Wait. "That was fucking English." ... "Annnnnd I'm naked. Shit."
ELSA	"Wait, what--" Oh. Oh my. Elsa was covering her eyes now with a gasp and pointedly not looking. See? This was Elsa, not looking. This was Elsa most certainly not looking. Elsa was not going to look. Elsa was peeking, just for a moment. ... Now Elsa was not looking! "Get some clothes on, Barry!"
BARRY	"That's what I'm fucking looking for," Barry grumbled. "I don't usually keep extra clothes here."
KATHY	Kathy was normally a very helpful person. Especially when the person in need was a friend. On the other hand, Kathy didn't normally see said friends completely naked. In fact, this was the first time she'd ever seen a naked guy in the flesh...ever. And there was Barry. All of Barry. Just...hanging out there. Yup. Therefore, there would be no helpfulness from Kathy right now. She hadn't even managed to get a good look at him, just enough to notice--NOT THINKING ABOUT THAT EVER AGAIN. Anyway, she was yelping and spinning around fast, eyes closed and hands covering her face. "There has to be something here!"
BARRY	Well there was. But Barry wasn't exactly thrilled to wear it. "Just chill," he grumbled. "It's not like it's the first time you've seen someone asked, right?"
KATHY	"...I changed a cousin's diaper once?" Kathy offered, voice muffled from behind her hands. "But, umm, unless we're counting weird weekends when I literally wasn't me...then no. This would be the first." Way to take her eyes' innocence, Barry.
ELSA	Make that their eyes. Plural. "Unless you're counting strange weekends, I don't even have that much," Elsa added, blushing furiously, hands still covering her eyes. "And even then, only women!" She was well beyond even caring how that might be taken, especially since the first possible assumption was almost certainly the correct one. Too much flailing needed commence, right here. Far too much.
BARRY	Barry paused as he pulled a certain piece of clothing out of a locker. "Wait. Why are you seeing naked women on strange weekends?" Hey, inquiring minds want to know!
ELSA	"Fandom strangeness! Fandom strangeness!" Now Elsa was waving her hands around, eyes shut tightly. Thanks, Barry!
RENO	Of course that was the moment Reno sauntered through the warehouse. He had important beer to get, and his little toy helicopter to tinker with. A few steps into the room and he was stopping and staring for a moment. ... Better make that just the beer. "Remember what I said about the condom drawer. Oh, and the table," he intoned in the direction of Barry's naked ass before casually opening the fridge. He'd be out of the way again in just a moment. "Doesn't hold two, sure as hell won't hold three, yo."
BARRY	Barry groaned and started to try and pull on one of the prototype gi's that he had made for Kathy. They were too small for him but with nothing else available... "Anyone tell you that you have the worse timing ever?" Barry asked Reno. And yes, Barry knew that question made the current situation sound a whole lot worse.
RENO	"I get that from time to time," Reno agreed. "Don't forget what I said about the sock on the door, yo." These things were important to remember. Reno was really close to just being super helpful and drawing up diagrams to hang on the walls.
BARRY	"Well I didn't have any socks," Barry joked as he tried to pull the gi top over him and... well it was too small to close. "All right girls. I'm not naked anymore."
KATHY	Kathy wasn't going to answer. She was busy trying to melt into a puddle and find the closest sewer to sink into. If there was any justice in the universe, that would happen any moment now. Because it was that or acknowledge that her teacher had come into the warehouse and thought that she was involved in a threesome with. With Barry. And Elsa. In a warehouse. "It's not what it looks like!" She finally managed to squeak. "What you think is happening! It's not happening!" Her composure was not going to be helped seeing Barry dressed in her Banzai gear. Not all all.
RENO	"Whatever," Reno replied with a shrug of his shoulders as he shut the fridge and cracked open his beer. "What you three get up to outside of my classroom ain't no business of mine, yo." He gave the trio a grin, and then turned to head for the door. "Have fun, kids. An' Barry? Condom drawer. Don't forget."
KATHY	...Why did Reno hate her? Why did Barry hate her? Or Fandom? In fact, why did the entire damn universe hate her? "Noooooo," Kathy moaned, turning around to impress upon Reno the sheer amount of not happening that was going on right now. "It's really not--" Stop. Pause. Blink. "Barry! That's my UNIFORM!"
BARRY	"What? It was a fucking prototype," Barry replied as he tried to shift the pants around so he'd be more comfortable. "Get over it. Can we leave before Rikku shows up and starts giving advice on having multiple partners?"
KATHY	"We are not partners!" Kathy gasped, making waving her hands. Reno needed to be fully aware of this. "I mean, well, we sorta are! But in the uniform sense! Not the other kind of of sense!"
ELSA	Elsa was still far too flustered to ask what 'the uniform sense' was supposed to mean, especially now that Reno was suggesting that the three of them... Well. Suggesting that the three of them did the sort of thing that three people apparently did while alone and one of them was naked. But only one of them? She was so confused. "We certainly don't need advice for it, in any case!" That totally helped their point, didn't it?
RENO	"Actually, I'd be the one to go to for advice on multiple partners. Rikku don't have experience with that, so far as I know." Helpful, Reno. "All that said, you three seem to have this whole thing figured out, so I'm gonna take my leave now, yo." While smirking all the way. He paused in the doorway for a moment before leaving. "The workbench on Rikku's side of the warehouse? Avoid that one too, yo." And then he was gone, that useful nugget of information left for the three kids to digest.
BARRY	"Well that's another place I CAN'T HAVE LUNCH!" Barry groaned. "Can we go home now? These pants are pinching my... You know what. And furthermore... Shit. These pockets really spacious."
KATHY	"HA!" Kathy said, whirling on him. "HA HA AND DOUBLE HA!" Pockets. They could totally focus on pockets. That was a thing they could do. "I freaking told you the pockets were worth it."
BARRY	"Shit," Barry groaned. "Never going to hear the fucking end of it now." And so ended the tale of Barry's doggie transformation as the trio returned to the dorm without further complications or spontaneous nudity. Much to Barry's disappointment.