No, definitely not.

by Undrskore

Summary:

Sam sees the visitor after engaging in the astronomers ritual.

 

But when he gets down, he...hes a cat.
Srry for the weird tagging i cant find like. Any look outside tags. Idk why. Help.

Chapter 1

Sybil was right, this thing was beautiful.

Sam stared into the visitor's eye, the colors in its iris swirled and danced like the beads in a kaleidoscope. He thought this thing was supposed to be scary? It was…actually not too intimidating.

To think it was turning people into grotesque, ravenous cronenberg abominations with a single glance. It was hard to believe at this rate. That this eldritch creature had the power to melt the mind of someone like him, to strip one of their humanity, to warp and stretch a form like it was a mere fragment of clay.

Wait…how was sam still the same ol guy right now? He was staring directly into the thing, he could make out every little ridge and shift in hue in its eye, and yet he felt perfectly normal. Average, the same, human.

The visitor stared back, guilty, somehow, it was just an eye to sam, he couldn't see any other apendages or features at all, yet this thing still looked guilty, he would've thought such emotions would be lost on an eldritch creature like this.

They just stared at eachother, silently, nothing but solemnity branching out around them. Not even a simple "hello" or "what." Just deafening silence. Could this thing even talk!? Was it just gonna stare at him til he lost his mind!?

 

"Im sorry…"

Oh. He got his answe-what HUH.

"What?"

"Im sorry…" the visitor repeated, its voice echoing, it sounded upset, on the brink of tears, genuinely remorseful about its actions.

Or inaction, i guess.

"You're…sorry!?" Sam yelped, baffled, he was struggling to actually wrap his head around the concept of this thing feeling guilty, he thought this thing was trying to mess with humanity, not…well, he didnt know.

"I didn't intend for this-" it explained, "i only wanted to watch, ive never seen something likr this before."

"…and…you didn't intend for like, a bunch of people to turn into weird monsters!?"

"It was unintentional, i promise…"

Sam stared on, with even more questions, and no answers.

"What do you mean by that-" he asked, still floating there, weightless, he felt numb, he was completely numb, detached from every sense he had, just focused on asking questions at this rate. "What do you mean, unintentional!? You just, did this?"

"No, i, it was just a side effect of my very being, it is innate, i simply cannot control it."

"So, basically its just, a thing that happens."

"Yes."

Sam made a mental note of that in his head, he'd tell jasper, he had to tell jasper everything he knew now when (or if) he ever got down, he'd probably be super interested, the astronomers would love this information, he knew it. He just knew it.

"Riightt, and so, hold on lemme get a timeline here, you came here because you were curious about us because you'd never seen anything like it"

"Correct"

"And you turning people into monsters isn't under your control."

"Indeed"

"Anndddd, you knew that would happen?"

"Affirmative. "

"Right, right." Sam crossed his arms(?), smiling a bit, "could've warned us yknow!" He joked.

"...i do not know how i would do that"

"It was a joke"

"Oh."

Sam assumed this thing didn't understand jokes. Too eldritch, he was assuming. God, chatting with incomprehensible mindfuck creatures was wayyyy harder than he thought.

When was this thing gonna let him down?! The numbness and weightlessness was driving him mad, and he was starting to get nervous, he never liked heights, not to mention the massive fucking eyeball staring at him and waxing poetic trying to apologise for messing up the earth.

"I think, it would be better if i departed. It is not good if i remain here." It decided. Shifting a bit, ready to back away and leave, almost allowing sam to fall slowly.

"Wait! Wait! One last question!" He shouted.

"Hm?"

"Wwhyyy am i still human?" Sam asked, tilting his head "I've been staring at you for about …i don't know, but i still feel normal"

"I don't think you are…" it responded, "NO, definitely not. Sorry!"

"What!?-"

Sam felt himself falling as the visitor departed, he was falling, damnit he was FALLING! He started to panic, he was gonna die if he kept picking up speed!!

Except he didnt. He was falling fairly quickly sure but not "break all your bones and bleed out on the floor" quickly. Besides he still felt weirdly weightless, like gravity was lessened, gently setting him down. He was actually not as scared as he thought he would be when he figured that out, atleast he wouldn't explode on the roof of his apartment building.

He saw his apartment building's roof growing closer, jasper, beryl, aster and aurelius still lingering, somehow they hadn't even been transformed, guess they didn't look up at the visitor after all. Weird.

He descended, catching beryl off guard, she flinched, looking up at him as he fell.

"is that a cat?"

Jasper looked at her like she'd lost her mind.

"Cat? Beryl, we…wait what on earth that IS a cat."

…what.

Sam touched down, the concrete of the roof felt weird, more ground-y, didn't feel like it did when he was just laying in the ritual circle, against his hands at least. Maybe he was just a bit overwhelmed by what he had just experienced.

He looked up at the astronomers, wait, looked up? damnit why was he suddenly so small-?!

And what did they mean by cat. Sam was a human, he knew that like the back of his hand.

"Is that sam?" Muttered aster.

"Yeah? Yeah its definitely me! Im sam, im 100% sure of that."

Aster recoiled.

"AGH!? THE CAT CAN TALK!"

"Aster, compose yourself. Sam, what did you glean from the visitor."

Jasper crouched down, getting closer to sam.

"Well, it told me that it was sorry and that it didn't mean for all this to happen and then it left. And also its eyes are really colorful, like super colorful."

"We already knew that last bit, sam."

"Just thought I'd mention it"

"Ok, so. It, was apologising? Well atleast it isnt malevolent."

"Yea i guess, still sucks that everyone got turned into…yknow"

"Including you?"

"What?"

"Sam, you really should consider looking at yourself-"

"Sam you're a cat!" Aster shouted, cutting jasper off and causing sam to flinch, his fur spiking out, his back arched.

"Aster, manners."

"My apologies"

"Why are you insisting im a cat!? I feel fine? I…i mean you guys are pretty tall and…" sam trailed off, catching a glance of his hand, well, paw actually. It was white, the blank color transitioning to a greyish brown, like tree bark, with black stripes haphazrdly thrown inbetween. He turned his ha-no, paw over, inspecting it still, still white, with light pink paw pads on it, and also a small thumb looking thing on the side. Ok, atleast he still had thumbs, he didnt have to worry about not being able to play video games.

But still. He was a cat. Well, he could assume that.

"You really need to get someone to take a picture of you, you need to see this."

"Maybe that guy whos really into photography? Whats his name again…"

"Im not letting lyle take anymore photos of me, thanks."

"Right"

Sam tried taking a step forward, shakily, almost falling flat on his face, getting tangled up in his own legs, tripping over himself. He kept walking in circles, slowly figuring things out.

"Are y-you ok?" Aurelius asked, "wh-why're you just, w-walking around i-in circles."

"I dont know, well, i mean, im trying to figure out how to walk like this but other than that i dont know."

"R-right. Atleast you're still, uhm, still l-lucid."

"Yea, im with you on that."

Sam ran towards the door to the roof, almost tripping over himself again, trying to reach the handle to the door to let himself in.

It was too tall. Or he was too small, either way he couldn't reach. He kept trying to reach, paw outstretched, trying and failing to even graze it.

"Hey guys, a little help here?!" He meowed, pawing at the door trying to signal for the astronomers to let him in.

Aster sighed, walking over and opening the door for him.

"Sam, words, remember?"

"What."

"You were meowing at us earlier."

"…oh."

Sam covered his face, flustered and embarrassed, he, wasn't actually aware he could do that. Awkward.

"Anyways, uh, thanks aster."

Sam scampered back into the apartment, aster closing the door behind him, light ceasing to enter. The carpet felt weird under his paws, and he was way closer to the ground. The stairs felt treacherous, like he could fall right down.

Ugh, he never liked heights.

He tried placing one paw down on the step below him. Then another, and another. He carefully trekked down the stairs, making sure he didn't fall, he felt like a mountain climber, atleast that was pretty cool, he felt shaky still, his legs felt weak under him, which, was not as cool.

He jumped down two steps, somehow sticking the landing, he finally made it to the bottom of the stairs, standing on the floor, one paw lifted off the ground. He looked around. Everything was tall. How the hell was he gonna figure out which apartment was his? He started walking, brushing up against a wall by accident. Atleast that was more confirmation that he was a cat, his tail knocking against the drywall.

Oh well at least he had solid confirmation that he had one of those. Wasn't happy about it. At all. But it was solid confirmation. Maybe he'd get some use out of it.

He looked around as he walked, moving away from the wall, before abruptly running, looking up at the doors he passed, hoping to see anything that indicated that he'd found his apartment, a 33 near the door would be a godsend.

30,..32,…35- wait go back.

He turned around running past sybil's apartment, the door next to it was his, right?

He sighed in relief, his tail swaying behind him, he'd found his apartment. Even if he'd probably get alot of weird looks from his new roommates.

He reached up to open the door.

He couldn't reach.

"FUCK."

Chapter 2

Summary:

LET HIM INNNN LET THAT MAN INTO THE HOUSSSEEEEEEEE HES COLD OUT THEREEEEEE LET HIM IIIIN

Sam sat outside the door. Looking up at it. He was too damn small to reach the doorknob, not to mention he didnt even know how he'd turn it. He couldn't get in.

He tried to push on the door, maybe itd be ajar and he could get in.

Nope. No luck.

He started pawing at the door, hoping that he could get someones attention, even getting rat baby to notice would be nice. He kept banging on the door, but the sound was barely audible, even to him, and he was a cat so, his hearing had gotten scarily good. He swore he could hear a pin drop now, jeez.

He kept at it, persisting, trying to make his insistent banging on the door louder and louder, maybe if he kept banging on the door someone would notice, rat baby had good hearing right? Surely itd hear him pounding on the door. In his head, rat baby would hear sam banging on the door and head over and someone else would look over and ask it if everything was ok and would hopefully investigate, open the door and let sam in, it depended on whoever opened the door of course, joel and sophie would probably pick him up, dan would…probably not even care. Xaria wouldn't let him in, neither would monty. Maybe hellen would. Roaches would freak out, on second thoughts, Hellen would recognize him on sight. Maybe joel would too. Leigh would think he's just a normal cat.

Right.

what was he thinking, he could talk he'd be fine.

He kept trying to scratch at the door, he didn't even have claws, well, he did, he just didn't have them unsheathed, he hadn't figured that part out yet, hoping he'd catch someone's attention. Hopefully hellen, hellen was nice. He was pretty sure she didn't mind cats.

Still nothing. Still no response. Was he really gonna have to start actively screaming out for someone to let him in? Christ that'd be embarrassing, he really didn't want to start meowing outside the door to simply grab someone's attention.

He repeatedly tried unsheathing his claws, over and over. How the hell did cats do this again? He didn't know, maybe he'd ask one of his friends. All he knew was that he couldn't actually get his stupid claws to reveal themselves.

He could just ask for someone to let him in but, he knew nobody would let him in. This was his apartment after all, he was the last guy who was supposed to be getting locked out.

---

"Hey, anyone else hear this bangin noise?" Dan asked, "like, i swear i can hear somethin' bangin' on the door"

"nah, i dont hear anything." Hellen coldly responded, "just ignore it."

"Alright, i guess."

Rat baby curled up on the couch next to hellen, out like a lamp, joel and sophie playing with some action figures infront of the tv.

The banging noise persisting, it was quiet enough that only dan could hear it, but loud enough to drive him mad. Whatever, he should just ignore it.

"Tch, where the hell is sam." Xaria scoffed, "thought he would be back by now."

"I dunno. Maybe he got lost." Suggested monty, "this place has like, a whole mushroom kingdom in it, its like a maze here"

"Sam!? Get lost? Pfftttt, don't humor that idea" Xaria started laughing, "that guy doesn't get lost."

"Xaria!"

The group just ignored the banging at the door, well, less banging, more tapping, like some kind of animal was trying to get in. Maybe it was a rat or something, maybe a messed up mutated creature that was docile and they could keep as a pet. Nobody would even hear it anyway, dan had moved from the part of the couch closed to the door to a desk to get away from the noise.

"If whatever's bangin on the door is friendly, do we keep it or…"

"Dunno, theres probably nothing there anyways. And i am not checking."

"Aw."

"Cmon dan, its probably just the sounds of the apartment settling, nothing's out there."

"Well, if somethins out there, i wanna see what it is."

"Right. Ok."

The group ignored it.

Until something started yelling outside the door. Well, not yelling, it was too quiet to be screaming or shouting.

It sounded like a cat, meowing outside the door, mewling, trying to get in almost, it wasn't very loud, just loud enough to be heard by more of the group, waking up rat child, and catching everyone elses attention.

"Kitty?" Joel exclaimed, putting fuzzy down and getting up, sophie also looking towards the source of the meowing.

"Cat?! Is there a cat here?!"

Sophie and joel started running towards the door, excited, before papineau stopped them.

"Ok you two, dont open the door you dont know whats out there."

"But…kitty"

"You don't know if its a kitty, it could be dangerous."

"It could be sam." Morton suggested, "maybe he brought home a cat?"

"Hah! Where on earth would sam get a cat from!?"

"I dont know, come on, suspend your disbelief for me here."

Hellen sighed.

"Alright. Step aside, I'll check."

She walked to the door, rending it open and looking outside. The mewing ceased, and she looked around.

"Huh. Theres nothing…here?"

She looked down. Seeing a cat standing right in front of her. It was a maine coon(?), she couldn't really tell, she wasn't great with cats, it was a tabby, with white fur on its chest paws and face. Its eyes were mismatched, one brown, one blue. Its fur was long and fluffy, aswell, and it looked like it had thumbs, too, she'd heard that cats could have that, polydactyly, right? It was looking up at her, as if it knew her.

"Oh. Joel and sophie were right, this is a cat"

The cat ran inside the apartment, as if itd known this place its entire life. It breathed in relief, somehow.

"Oh thank god- thanks hellen-!" sam exclaimed, running up and perching himself on a table. "Sorry, couldn't reach the doorknob"

"Wh-…sam."

"Yea?"

"i have. So many questions. Why are you a cat."

"Well, good news, the visitor left after, telling me that it was sorry and stuff, apparently it just does that-"

"You're dodging the question."

"Oh, oh i was only out there because i was helping those astronomer people with a ritual and ended up getting sent up to see the visitor-"

"You're dodging the question."

"Oh! Did i mention, i think sybil was right the visitor was pretty cool looking, it's all rainbowy and-"

"Sam." Morton interrupted, "you're dodging hellen's question."

"Oh. Uhm."

"You looked outside. And now you're a cat."

"Yea pretty much." Sam explained, "at least i can still kinda talk."

"…sam, was this necessary." Hellen asked.

Sam thought for a second, his ear twitching a bit.

"Ok, so on one hand-"

"Paw." Hellen corrected.

"…on one hand. I think i might have saved the world? Buuuut"

"You're a cat."

"I'm a cat" he affirmed.

"Was it worth it."

"Probably." He asked, wiping a paw on his face, " i dont know. Maybe. Probably."

"How are you supposed to like. Do anything." Dan asked, "i mean, you're a cat, its not like you have thumbs."

"Hah, yes i do."

"What"

Sam held up one paw.

He sure did have thumbs.

Monty picked him up, startling him, looking him over, holding his paws and almost studying him.

"Hm. Maine coon, tabby tuxedo, long hair, polydactyl, has heterochromia, pretty neat cat form you've got there, sam."

"And you just, knew that." Hellen asked, "monty, i never thought of you as the…animal loving type."

"Oh, yeah no, i love critters, my ma kept cats around n stuff, she was a vet so i know a ton."

"Oh wow, interesting."

"Yeah, hehe."

"Wait so, hold on let me try something."

Sam tried to flex one of his "thumbs", getting a laugh out of Monty, and xaria.

"Heh, this is why i like cats"

"These things are functional right."

"Heh, yea cats with polydactyly can use their lil cat thumbs , they're fully functional. I think if im being correct here they have claws in em."

Sam kept trying his damn best to get his stupid fucking claws to show themselves, he had tried a million times.

"Hang on, hang on im-"

Monty calmly held one of sam's paws, managing to coax his claws to finally actually unveil themselves.

Correction, he actually just squeezed them, gently obviously but still.

They were quite sharp,a bit shiny, probably hooked, he didn't know.

"Oh- YOU JUST KNEW THAT!? You have no idea how long ive been trying to figure that out!"

"Sam you idiot." Xaria hissed, a big smirk on her face.

"Look i hate to break it to you but ive never even had a cat before, let alone BEEN one!?"

"Should've done ya research."

"I didnt think i was gonna turn into a cat at any point in my life now did i!?"

Xaria started laughing.

"Xariaaa!!!" Sam hissed, "stop laughing you aren't helping!!"

He swatted at her, annoyed, only making her laugh harder.

"Ok, ok monty put him down." Papineau laughed, "let the fella go, mkay?"

"Please." sam added.

Monty thought for a second, before setting sam down on the table.

"Alright alright. " monty laughed, "dunno why you wanna get down so badly but ok."

"Because im still sam! Im still- yknow, some guy! Im not even close to being a cat im just kinda fucked up!"

"Oooh, someone's in denial!" Dan laughed, almost earning a scratch when sam swiped at him with his claws.

"Ok sam, that was uncalled for."

"You brought it upon yourself, daniel" Sam hissed.

"Im with sam on this one! Sorry dan!"

"Wh- LEIGH! WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON THE SAME SIDE!!"

"I said no promises when we agreed on that!"

"Leigh…"

Chapter 3

Notes:

I GOT FANART OF THIS FIC ANONOANOAONANOAONIBEBBWONQNPQMPJWPONWNLW tysm doggone7 for the sam fanart i stimmed so hard my hands hurt
Also im posti g this right before i have to leave for my first day at college so srry abt the shorter chapt

"So. Youre just, a cat now." Sybil asked, baffled, "like, just a normal-ish house cat."

"Yeah, pretty much. I mean, it could be worse, im still, me, i guess. And atleast I'm not covered in eyes or melted." Was Sam's response, perched on his desk next to his laptop, he was trying to type on his laptop, using his claws as makeshift fingers.

"Fair enough, im sorta jealous!"

"What!?"

"Look, look, atleast you aren't absolutely terrifying, actually, im not gonna lie you're pretty cute like this." She laughed, "maybe thats just a cat thing, i mean, cmon."

"Sybil what the hell don't call me thaaat"

"Sorry! Just stating the truth here."

Sam just looked away, focusing on typing.

And in honesty, he was not having a good time trying to type. Turns out, typing with paws was fairly tricky, even if he had thumbs it was still comically hard, not helped by sybil staring him down, probably giggling while watching him try and type.

He just wanted to watch some youtube letsplays, man.

"So, how on earth did you end up as a cat of all things? You never struck me as a cat person, at all."

"I dunno, im not a cat person, ive never had a cat, hell i barely know a thing about them, i mean, i guess i watch cat videos sometimes but. I'm not sure how that would correlate to this."

"…i saw you rummaging around your room yesterday right, maybe it was something to do with that? You were holding some books,if i remember. Didn't get a good look at them, but, yknow."

Sam looked at her, a bit disturbed.

"You ..saw that?"

"Yeah?why?"

"Ah, uh..i was going through my old stuff for memories sake and…" sam looked down on instinct, his face felt hot from how much he was cringing.

"I found my old warrior cats books, i used to read them when i was a teenager, and …ugh god i was so damn embarrassing back then" he confessed, "i thought i would give them to joel and sophie"

"Wait, so you used to read warrior cats?"

"Yyyyyeeeaaaaahhhhhhh, i was really into it back in the day, like, comically into it. It was…i was on deviantart in 2007 you know it was cringeworthy"

"and you didn't tell me!?"

"…why would i tell you about my warrior cats phase." He meowed, "i was just going through old stuff"

"Dude, that was my favourite book series when i was a kid." Sybil smiled, at least sam could just tell she did, "we could've had atleast one rambling session about it atleast! She could've had a book club!"

"…how."

"I dunno, maybe host it in your bedroom, maybe let lyle or-"

"Anyone but lyle."

"…uhm. I heard marshall has good taste in books."

"What DOESNT he have good taste in."

"Living spaces, obviously."

"Pssh, yeah"

"Maybe eugene?"

"…that'd mean bringing nestor and rafta, i dunno if I'd trust those two with a book." Sam added, "…ok maybe one of the two."

"I mean, atleast theyre kinda happy, i think they'd probably be chill to have around."

"Yyyyeeaahh but worms, admittedly make me feel queasy."

"Oh yeah thats fair, even if. Yknow you are a cat"

"What does me being a cat have to do with that."

"You've never seen those videos of someone's cat acting like free pest control, yknow running around eating bugs n stuff?" Sybil laughed, "like at all!?"

"I'd rather die than EVER do that. Nope, absolutely not." Hissed sam, gagging just a bit, "if i ever eat a bug i am never forgiving myself."

Sam resumed typing, with much more accuracy, having outstretched his claws to use as makeshift fingers, being actually able to type out words now, which was an improvement.

Even if his words per minute was basically zero.

Sam dragged his paw along the trackpad on his laptop.

It felt weird.

He ignored it, trying to click on something to watch. It was. Kinda difficult, he was struggling to put enough pressure on the trackpad, maybe he was just hesitant, it did feel really bizzare on his end. Maybe it was just the paw pads, they were sensitive, it wasn't too great on his part.

"Wait! Hang on i think i might have figured it out."

"Mrrp- what?"

Sybil fell silent.

Sam said nothing.

…

Sam slammed his face into his keyboard, curling up, trying to hide his face, which was growing red and hot, if anyone could even tell, he didn't really care he was just embarrassed.

"Sam."

Sam just stayed curled up, growing more and more clammy, why was he trying to hide that he was red-faced again?! Nobody could even tell, he was a fucking cat, his fur pretty much hid that.

Sybil cracked up.

"Sam what the hell was that noise?!" She laughed, "is that the cat equivalent of 'hm'?"

"I-i don't knoww!" Sam responded, muffled by his face being, well, squished against his laptop. "How was i supposed to know ive never had a cat before! I wasnt even aware i could make that noise!"

"You're never beating the cute allegations"

"Sybillll-"

"What? I'm right!"

"…oh man im done for."

Sybil chuckled, much to sam's dismay.

"ANYWAYS back on topic. You said you were thinking about giving those warrior cats books to joel and sophie, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Was it on your mind when you were up there with the visitor"

"Uhm. Yea, why?"

"Well, the mutations caused by it can be influenced by what you're thinking about, or interests, whatever objects are nearby or on your person, that kinda thing, i mean you probably knew that but, what im saying is-"

"Me thinking about giving my collection of warrior cats books to joel and sophie ended up turning me into a cat!?"

"Exactly!" Sybil exclaimed, "thats exactly why!"

"Now im wishing i was thinking of something cooler. Like, …i dunno, wizards."

"Sam i don't think that would go very well"

"Still would've been cool!"

"How?"

"Well i could've had magic? And…probably hands. And i wouldn't be like, a foot tall at most"

"Yeah, thats a good point but i really don't think you should be trusted with magic."

"Still, i should've been thinking of something cooler than CATS."

"Look, if it makes you feel any better theres probably some poor guy who looked outside while doing something realllyyyy stupid and is just stuck like that."

Sam smirked a bit.

"Trust me it could be way worse"

"Yeah, that, actually made me feel a bit better, thanks sybil."

"But also you shouldn't be trusted with magic."

"Ok ok! I get it!" Sam exclaimed, "i get it i get it!"

"Just making sure." Sybil laughed, "anyways whatcha watching."

"Uhmm…haven't decided."

Sam kept looking for a video to watch, tapping his tail against his desk subconsciously as he scrolled, he was a bit zoned out, still not sure what to watch. He could still tell sybil was looking at him, or his screen, one of the two. He was still struggling with the trackpad, touche.

"Maybe a letsplay or something. I heard a new super jumpman game came out and i wanted to get it for joel."

"So you're looking for a lets play of the new jumpman game, even though you want to play it."

"Hah. Yeah."

"Cmon sam, go in blind! You of all people should know this."

"Yea but…"

Sam looked at his paws.

"How is a cat supposed to play video games."