Ember and Thorax looked around the empty kitchen feeling confused. They didn't know why anyone would have a house this empty. Thorax didn't mind it too much but Ember was pretty disappointed. As the two of them talked, some strange force dragged their tails to the nearby wall sockets, giving both dragon and changeling a nasty shock.

Ember found that her tail was stuck despite how much she tried to pull it out. She could feel herself heating up, which might be ironic for a dragon, but that was nothing to her body starting to bulk up. She was starting to look blocky as she was having trouble moving. Thorax was having a similar problem. Both their arms were sucking into their sides as their legs were just becoming stubs underneath them.

The Dragon Lord felt her mouth opening wide as it got stiffer. Some handle formed on it as her mouth now began to grow a pair of shelves as her insides heated up again. She thought about adjusting her temperature as Thorax could feel himself getting plenty of shelves inside of himself as he felt colder. He might've been getting a shorter end of the stick since he wouldn't have a mouth, so he couldn't really talk.

Soon the changes had stopped, leaving the dragon and changeling and brand new oven and refrigerator respectively. The two couldn't exactly move, so they would likely have to wait for somebody to check in on them. Ember was already disliking it, wanting to be changed back into a dragon sooner rather than later.