Summary: Tao cocked his head at a muffled thud and grinned, heading for that direction. Boss must be using one of the spare rooms to practice. There was also a sharp tapping sound that Tao couldn't identify. It wasn't heels, sounding bigger than that, but he couldn't place what it was exactly.

So I decided I also needed a collection post for transformation fic, heh.

Set after season 4


Horns

By Dark Ice Dragon


Tao looked up at Miss Seira's hum, already tucking away his phone. If she was doing that, that meant she needed something.

"Dinner's almost ready," she said, her attention still on the pots in front of her. "Can you inform Frankenstein?"

"Yup!" Tao hopped to his feet. Boss was only one that a quick text message couldn't reach (and even if they could reach him in the lab, Boss was sometimes so engrossed in his research he wouldn't notice anyway). "Be back soon!"

She nodded to him as he left and Tao hummed the song the children had gotten stuck in his head while going down the stairs.

The lights were on when Tao reached the main lab, but they always were — they turned themselves on when they sensed movement, so that wasn't a big indication of anything.

He couldn't hear any other machines aside from the usual ones running or Boss, so he peered out into the corridor, tapping his fingertips on his hip. If he were Boss, where would he be...

Tao cocked his head at a muffled thud and grinned, heading for that direction. Boss must be using one of the spare rooms to practice. There was also a sharp tapping sound that Tao couldn't identify. It wasn't heels, sounding bigger than that, but he couldn't place what it was exactly.

He found the room where the sounds were coming from and opened the door, not stepping in just yet. It was better to be noticed first rather than jumping in and startling -

Uh.

That wasn't Boss in the room. At least, not in the form Tao was used to.

But then, he'd never asked if Boss could transform like the Union Elders did, had he? And Tao had spent most of the time after being allowed to live with Boss and Raizel-nim assuming Boss was another noble.

A small spot of colour stood out against the white tiles near the door; it was Boss' shirt, folded and placed on top of a small table. Not that it mattered at the moment that Boss was shirtless, because he was covered in long blond fur. There were darker patches along Boss' shoulders and spine and huh, a small tail poking out above his trousers too.

When Boss turned around to look at him, a sharp clack drew Tao's attention to his feet. Hooves. Those were definitely hooves, and Boss' legs weren't filling out his trousers like they usually did, falling loose higher than before. Tao could guess the shape his legs from that, where the bend of knees were, and... Huh.

"Tao?" Boss said. Not bleated. Tao was sure it should have been bleated and not baa'd, because while Boss had hooves and horns, he was sure sheep didn't have more than one pair. Boss had three. The top pair arched back over his head, the middle pair stretched out and curved forward at the tips, and the bottom pair followed the line of his line of his jaw, ending up looking like they were an extension of it.

"Damn," fell out of Tao's mouth as he continued staring. "Agent An Sangeen and Agent Na Yonsu already think you're the devil, and they haven't even seen your transformation yet!"

Frankenstein chuckled, walking over. "Where do you think the association between the devil and goats originated from?"

Wait. "Really?" From Boss?

"Mm. The Union were quite adamant in...demonising me as much as possible to the general public." Tao watched Boss' fur started to shrink back into his body and he reached for Boss' shirt and jacket, ready to hand to him as soon as he was ready. "They succeeded."

"No kidding..."

"Now then," Boss said after buttoning up his shirt. "Is there something you needed?"

"Oh, yeah." Tao nodded. "Dinner's almost ready."

Boss smiled. "Then we shouldn't keep the others waiting."

"Yeah!"


So I petted some goats this morning.

I was debating on Frankenstein having three clawed hands, heh.