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"I am an almighty dinosaur, hear me roar!" You shouted dramatically while lifting your hands up like you were going to scratch someone. "RAWR!"

"Oh...dear god, no, someone help me," Tony yawned. He changed the channel on the TV, clearly bored with today's events. You had been going on a pranking spree this past month and so far you had been successful. This week however, your pranks were having little to no affect on your Avenger buddies. Since you were a person who had random objects in their room for no reason, you decided to wear a dinosaur mask that you had bought from a convention. You were going to test it out on Tony to see if it would scare but he hadn't even shown a single sign of fear. He didn't even flinch when you practically screamed in his face.

"Damn....am I losing my edge?" You muttered to yourself, stroking your your dinosaur chin.

"In the prank department, yes," Tony nodded, his eyes not leaving the television screen. "In the beauty department, never," He winked at you.

You took the mask off your head, your hair now messy. "Well thank you Tony but I'm going to have to polish up my pranking skills then."

Without another word you made your way down to one of the many labs that Tony had in the Tower. Thankfully for you, you picked the lab that Bruce was not in. The last thing you needed was the Doctor looking over your shoulder constantly to make sure you didn't blow up anything. Sure you caused fire twice but that didn't mean anything. That just meant that you really shouldn't mix chemicals while jamming it to music.

Cracking your knuckles, you got to work by sitting down on a stool and putting on your thinking face. Your hand was underneath your chin while you propped it up on your other hand, your eyebrows were knitted downwards, a firm scowl on your lips. Even though you knew you shouldn't play music while working in the lab, you had some free form jazz playing in the background to try and inspire you. (usually I don't do this but here's what you look like: images4.fanpop.com/image/user_… XD)

Snapping your fingers, an idea came into your mind. A smile graced your lips as you set to work and started grabbing various test tubes filled with all sorts of colorful chemicals. You then immediately got to work, a look of determination on your face.

~~~~Time Skip~~~~~

"HOLY SHIT!" You screamed when you saw yourself in the mirror. "Please tell me that I'm dreaming!"

But alas, you were not. You gasped when you saw actual cat ears on your head twitch in panic. You had been trying to do something simple. You wanted to make scales appear on your arm for a certain amount of time to scare the Avengers into thinking that you were turning into some sick version of a mermaid. No, but instead you mixed the wrong chemicals and got cat ears! Cat ears that were sitting on top of your (h/c) head that also matched the color of your hair. In a panicked frenzy, you scrambled away from the mirror you were sitting in front of and went back to the lab table where you had your notes scribbled down. Looking at your notes and trying to figure out what you had done wrong, you facepalmed when you saw it.

"Forgot to carry the four," You groaned, sinking down onto the floor.

You jumped when you felt something moving on your behind and looked back to see an actual, fluffy (h/c) cat tail swishing back and forth. You grabbed it, a little too hard since you whimpered from the harsh contact. It appeared that these ears and tail were now apart of you so you would have to take good care of them.

"How the hell am I going to face the others now?" You pouted, playing with your tail in your hands. "I'll just have to figure out how to reverse this in the meantime....." You looked down at your stomach that growled. "I'll just go on and eat some fish."

Zipping up your hoodie and stuffing your tail in your sweatpants, no matter how much it bothered you, you put up your hood in order to hide your eyes and exited the lab. You jogged down the halls, your ears twitching left and right to even the smallest sound. You were more alert than you had ever been before.

The kitchen was in sight and your face lit up with joy. Just as you stepped through the door, you ran into a man with a lot of muscle. You fell back onto your bum, your hood slipping down in the process. Your ears bolted up, happy that they were free from hiding. You rubbed your side and looked up with half-lidded eyes to see the super soldier known as Captain America (aka Steve Rogers) looking down at you with wide and worried eyes.

"(Name)!" He exclaimed. "I'm so sorry! Are you-....WHAT IN TARNATIONS IS THAT ON YOUR HEAD?!"

You gasped, pulling your hood back on your head. You jumped to your feet, your tail popping out from sweatpants in the process. Your face heated up in embarrassment as you literally chased your tail, running in circles trying to grab it so you could stuff it back in its place. Steve, having enough of your little charades, put his hands on both of your shoulders to stop you from running.

"(Name)...please explain to me what you did this time," He pleaded. He was obviously trying very hard not to freak out.

"Okay so I may have been some stuff with chemicals in the lab..." You trailed off, gripping your tail for comfort. "And one thing led to another. These chemicals just exploded in my face and when I cleaned myself up and looked in the mirror, I saw that I had ears and a cat tail so I freaked out to see what was wrong. Turns out I forgot to carry the four. I FORGOT TO CARRY THE FOUR, STEVE! HOW COULD I JUST FORGET TO DO THAT?!" You were babbling like a lunatic at this point and were also shaking Steve for no apparent reason.

He planted his hands firmly on your shoulders to stop the shaking. "(Name)! Calm down. I have no idea what a darn four has to do with this, but we'll figure something out. Let's just..."

Before he could say anything, there was a rattling noise above your heads and you both looked up at the ceiling puzzled. Your ears twitched once to the left and your new instincts kicked in. You grabbed Steve and dived to the side as the ceiling collapsed, the vents falling out of place as a very nosy Hawkeye fell out of it.

"I wasn't eavesdropping!" Clint defended himself while he stood up. He dusted himself off and his jaw dropped when he saw you. "Holy shit! YOU'RE PART CAT AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?!"

For the second time that day you facepalmed, muttering, "Hawkeye you idiot!"