When the smoke clears...Stevens for listening to Nevets, when all of those chemicals could of easily killed him.
;424;: glglfrgh! *starts knocking down numerous chemicals onto himself with his tentacles to try and change back*
;190;: What the- *another falls on his head*
;424;: *has his tails where his arms should be, and his arms where his tails are* .......
Many hours later, and many, many poofs.
;424;: Hmm....this one changes me back, this one makes me a squid, this one devolves me, this one gives me the ability to read minds, this one turns me into a random Pokemon, this one gives me wings, this one gives me gills, and this one makes my tail-hands really big. *labels all* Okay, now to bring these back to the shelf.
*carries all of them back, but the one that turned him into a random Pokemon falls off and hits chamo, making a big cloud of smoke*
;424;: Oops. I wonder what she'll be.....