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Just a sliver of the shining full moon could be seen behind the clouds that covered the sky. Despite the fact that the moon couldn’t (and hadn’t) been seen all night, it didn’t change the fact that it was the night when Ray went through one of the most painful experiences of his life. Ray would argue with anyone who thought they knew pain. Broke your arm in five places? Yeah, try having all your bones start to grow at the same time. Oh, your back hurts? Mine literally bends every month. You got your period? ...Well, I’m sorry.
Plus, it was really annoying because every time he changed, the clothes he was wearing got ripped to shreds by his monstrous form. True, he could take them off before, but like hell was he stripping in front of one of his fellow employees (and boss) and waiting out in the open, his junk and ass on display for everyone to see. He’d been lucky so far; his beloved hippo shirt was still intact, but the shirt that proudly exclaimed his catchphrase concerning cake had been destroyed- several times over. At least they had a backup supply for him now.
Ever since Ray had started working at Rooster Teeth, each month, when the full moon came around, one or more of the Achievement Hunters (and sometimes just Rooster Teeth employees) would drive out with him to a forest hours away from Austin and just make sure he didn’t, like, die from getting shot or something. Or maybe it was just to make sure he didn’t go running around naked. Whatever the reason was, Ray appreciated it, even though it was awkward as hell when he changed back and someone he closely knew was just holding clothes out to him (that one time Gus had come with him...he still has nightmares about that day).
Tonight it was Gavin’s turn to babysit him as he romped through the woods for hours. To be fair, it had become a major argument in the office as to whether or not Gavin should be trusted to make sure Ray didn’t run off and eat civilians while in his wolf form. The British lad was rather excitable and easily distracted, plus with his patchwork body, barely held together by thread, he wasn’t the strongest of them all. Eventually, it was decided that yes, Gavin was an adult and yes, he could do things by himself.
So that’s what led to Ray screaming in pain as all his bones shifted, feeling his nose grow into a furry snout, landing on all fours as his hands and feet turned into furry paws. A feral growl escaped from his throat as the transformation was completed. A squawking sound was heard from behind him and Ray turned his head, glancing at the lad who was currently holding his glasses and the remains of the pair of shorts he’d been wearing. At least they hadn’t been his favorite.
Gavin gave Ray a goofy grin and a thumbs up and Ray just rolled his eyes, snorted out amusedly and took off into the forest.
When he eventually came back, it was to Gavin sitting against the tire of the truck they’d borrowed (considering neither of them owned a car) from Burnie, fiddling with his phone. He looked up as he heard the stomping of wolf feet approach him and the dopey grin was back.
“Ray! You silly doughnut, I didn’t think you were ever gonna come back!”
Gavin shouted, rising to his feet and walking towards the werewolf. In true Gavin fashion, he tripped over nothing and landed right on his face, shrieking as he did so. Ray just watched, not able to do anything in his wolf form, as Gavin sat up, rubbing his nose with one arm. Ah...that was because his other arm was laying a few feet from his body, having been knocked off his body in the fall. Ray could feel the shift back into human form building in his body and he let it happen, once again yelling a little at the thankfully short-lived pain. Once he was back in his human form, he grabbed the new pair of boxers and shorts that Gavin had previously been holding and slipped them on, before grabbing Gavin’s discarded forearm and grabbing him under the shoulder to help him up, hopefully without losing another limb.
“Fuckin’ Christ, Gavin…”
He muttered, a note of amused exasperation in his tone as he tucked the Brit’s arm securely under his own and started leading the lad back to the truck.
“Ryan is gonna be so pissed…”