Originally posted on  RemyMorph.

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The four lay crumpled on the floor, unable to move in the slightest, unable to voice their concerns, as the dragon pooltoy landed softly on the ground to admire their effort. It worked without a hitch! As expected for such a powerful mage. It picked up the toothbrush and popped itself up onto the ottoman. To think, these two were, just moments prior, big scary dudes of at least six and a half feet, and now one of them was under its butt and the other was clasped between its clumsy vinyl paws! It hadn’t even thought of what to transform the guys into, simply slinging a spell at them to see what happened, and while it might not have picked these forms specifically, it could only laugh at what they’d become. A lamp? A kettle? Such strange objects to be.

It thought to itself that the silliness of their forms would be something they all look back and laugh at once they were turned back to their normal sel-

…

A thought occurred.

How would someone… change someone else back?

All that time spent studying various methods of transportation, and it had only now crossed Bubblegum’s mind that it wasn’t sure how to revert a transformation. It was so excited about learning such powerful magic, so intoxicated by the idea of being able to change things at will, that it never thought about needing to change things back, and so it never learned how.

But that was okay! All it had to do was learn! …Well, except that transformation magic was the hardest kind of magic to learn, and all it knew up until now took months upon months of study and application. Learning how to undo a transformation would potentially take more time. Weeks? More months, even? Heck, would it even be able to? It wasn’t even sure if magic was able to store an image of the transformed that another spell would be able to refer to. They weren’t stuck… were they?

The pooltoy couldn’t hear the shark-turned-toothbrush in its paws, mentally shouting profanities at it, nor could it hear the raccoon-turned-lamp thinking that “Bubblegum will turn us back in a moment. It’s fine!” but it assumed that they were thinking something along those lines, which only made it panic more. The only choice the squeaky dragon had was to learn how to undo the mess it had caused, and fast. With the front window open, it whipped up a gust of air and flung itself outside.

Two whole months passed, and Bubblegum was relieved when it had found a way to revert transformations! So it sped right back over to Remy’s apartment… but its heart sank as it peered through the window.

The apartment was empty.

It whipped around to the other windows, and every room it examined was completely empty. There was no trace of anyone living there, and certainly no sight of its inanimate friends. Bubblegum had messed up big time. How was it going to turn them back now?

Remy, Ryker, Beau and Deacon were, of course, reported missing long before. And when it seemed like they had all disappeared off the face of the earth, the apartment was cleaned and readied for someone else to rent. Most of what was left inside were packed into boxes and sent to op shops. Ryker and Beau were slapped with price tags - $10 and $5, respectively - and put up for sale, while Remy was acquired immediately after being made available for sale, scooped up by a college student and placed on his desk. Deacon was not so lucky; no one wants to buy what looked to be a used toothbrush, so he was thrown in the garbage.

And so they remained for the rest of their days. Or, the spell was on a timer and they poofed back after another month or so. Whichever ending you prefer, I’m flexible, sqrrk.