Jiyeon woke up from that loud scream and straightened up on the bed with the blanket still covering her.

And she shouted back.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

She widened her eyes when she heard her own shouts.

Her hands went up to and touched it thoroughly, “my voice…”

“My voice is back!” 

She saw her hands now, “My hands… I can see my hands!”

“AHAHAHAHAHA! I CAN SEE MY HANDS AND NOT PAWS NOW!”

She squealed loudly and rolled around on the bed.

Unknown to her, Myungsoo was watching her every moves.

“Park Jiyeon?!”

Jiyeon stopped her own victory actions when she heard that voice. She had totally forgotten she’s in his house already.

“Myungsoo oppa!”

“PARK JIYEON! WHY ARE YOU HERE?! WHERE’S COOKIE!?”

“OPPA! I’M COOKIE!”

“W-WHAT?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! BRING COOKIE BACK AND HOW DID YOU COME IN? I THOUGHT YOU’RE SICK?! OH MY GOD!”

“OPPA! STOP SHOUTING!” Jiyeon pouted and cupped her ears.

“Fine fine. Bring cookie back. And explain why you’re here!” Myungsoo calmed himself down a little and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“I’m cookie, oppa.”

“Stop lying!”

“It’s true oppa! I’m being casted on a spell by a witch when we had a concert in that rural village and she turned me into a puppy!”

Myungsoo looked at her with poker face, “are you kidding me? I’m not a three year old kid.”

“It’s true oppa!” She looked at him with hope but he still didn’t seem to believe her.

“Fine! Oppa, I always sleep beside you. I wanted to sleep on the bed with you and not a new puppy house you were going