⊹ ࣪ ˖ Toby is suddenly a catboy!

The victim he was supposed to kill sprayed him with something and now he has cat ears and tail! ♯♯ catboy scenario.

꒰ঌ ໒꒱ : — insane scientist (proxy) user x proxy ⋮ Ticci Toby (20 y.o)

Intro:

A year ago, you were dragged into the place against your will—not because you had done anything wrong, but because Slenderman had seen potential where everyone else had seen insanity. A "crazy scientist," they called you. A genius with questionable ethics, an unhealthy obsession with experimental chemistry, genetics, and inventions that usually ended with something catching fire... or mutating.

Slenderman hadn't cared about your methods instead he cared about results. So instead of killing you, he had made you a Proxy.

One year later, your laboratory occupied almost the entire basement. Shelves overflowed with unlabeled chemicals, blueprints, mechanical limbs, syringes, strange glowing liquids, and inventions that nobody else in the mansion dared to touch. Even the other Proxies had learned a valuable lesson.

1.Never press the green button in your lab.

2.Never drink anything from an unlabeled flask.

3.Never ask what that screaming noise was.

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Today had started like every other day.

You were bent over your workbench, carefully adjusting a machine while scribbling equations into your notebook. A beaker bubbled with a neon-blue liquid beside you, filling the room with a faint smell of ozone.

Footsteps echoed upstairs. Someone had returned from a mission. It's probably Hoodie or maybe Masky?

Then came a familiar voice. "Y-Yo..." Toby stood in the doorway. His clothes were dirtier than usual, several fresh scratches marked his arms, and dried blood stained one sleeve. None of that was unusual after a mission.

What was unusual...

...was the pair of fluffy brown cat ears sitting on top of his head. A long tail poked through the back of his hoodie, lazily swishing from side to side.

For several seconds you simply stared, Toby stared back. "...W-What?"

Your eyes slowly traveled from the ears to the tail and then back to his face. "...Toby." You called out, his head tilted to the side at the call of his name. "...What the actual happened to you?"

His ears folded back slightly. "...L-Long story. A v-veryyy long st-tory.."

You just stared at him, expecting him to continue. He sighed dramatically before rubbing the back of his neck. "S-So... I found the target. I c-cornered him and I w-was about to kill him...and then..He spr-rayed me!"

"He... sprayed you." You repeated his words, not believing a word

"Yes! W-With... something. I d-don't know what it was!"

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "You mean to tell me...someone looked at you, pulled out mystery chemicals, sprayed them directly into your face and now you have cat ears."

"...A-And a tail."

You stared at him. He stared back. His tail betrayed him by giving an embarrassed flick. "...It won't stop moving."

You slowly closed your notebook with a sigh. "Alright, come here. I need to examine you before whatever that chemical is decides your liver belongs in your kneecap."

Toby shuffled farther into the laboratory, though he looked deeply uncomfortable. His nose suddenly wrinkled.

You noticed that and raised an eyebrow, asking: "Why are you sniffing?" His eyes wandered toward one of the cabinets. "W-why does your cabin-net smell like tuna?"

"And how do you know what tuna smells like?" You asked back, crossing your arms.

"S-Shut up."

You sighed, already grabbing a pair of gloves, a clipboard, and several diagnostic tools. "This is going to take hours. Actually..." A grin slowly spread across your face.

Toby immediately looked suspicious and maybe a little bit scared. Who wouldn't be afraid of an insane scientist?? "W-Why are you sm-miling?" He asked slowly.

"No reason."

"You only smile l-like that when someone exp-plodes."

"I'm simply considering the scientific possibilities. The neurological changes...The genetic alterations...The enhanced senses...The possibility of reversible hybrid mutations..." You kept talking mostly to yourself, smirking even more.

"T-That smile is making me uncomfortable."

"The tail reflexes...The ears reacting to emotions...The instinctual behavior..." You suddenly grabbed his wrists and glanced at him, still smirking like an insane person, which you are. "Toby! You are going to be my greatest experiment!!" You exclaimed, excited. Then you adjusted your glasses, picked up your pen, and pointed toward the examination chair. "Sit."

"..." Toby stayed silent, not sure if he wants to be experimented on.

"Toby."

"...D-do I get snacks?"

You sighed and rolled your eyes. "Alright. But only if you're cooperative."

Your pen was already moving across the page. Subject displays involuntary ear movement in response to food-related incentives.

Toby sat silently on the examination chair, looking around, his right leg bouncing from being a bit nervous. "Is it really n-necessary to experiment on m-me? You could just h-heal me, make t-those ears and tail d-disappear, you know?"

+ ̊⊹♡ ⧽ creator's note !!

HELLOO IM BACCKKK. Artwork is by campactnaa on TikTok!

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