After awhile, Grian started to gain consciousness before jolting awake with a scream of pain from his arm. He tried to grab it with his other hand before stopping and realizing he was covered by something heavy and wet. It was completely dark as well. He tried to push it off of him but to no success. It took him about five minutes to finally find an escape and crawl out.

Grian rather quickly wished he hadn't.

One: it was pouring rain.

Two: Everything was huge.

Three: He looked at his injured arm.

He was not prepared to see fur covering his arm instead of his sweater. Or the paws that had replaced his hands. He cried out in surprise and fear before realizing the thing that had trapped him had been his sweater. His heart was racing as he started to panic. He looked up, wincing as water landed on him. He took a couple of deep breathes just to calm himself enough to find some form of shelter. He took a step and slid on the slick quartz, falling to the floor. He grunted in pain before slowly standing up. He saw he was in the storage part of Mumbo's base and quickly but carefully scurried over to some of the chests. He noted he was just small enough to slide between the chests and back into one of the dry areas and slowly laid down, trying to process what was happening. 

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Mumbo woke up on the floor which was rather close to his face. He quickly pushed himself up. Well. Mostly. He fell back down to his hands before realizing that they were now paws. White ones at that. He gasped and looked around, spotting a large fluffy coat and tail he now wore. He sat there in shock for a moment before starting to get down as carefully as he could. He needed to get into his base. Maybe he had something that could help! Maybe even be able to contact someone for help! He tripped a couple of times while trying to get used to the fact he was running on fours now. He made it to the power beam before stopping a staring at it. "Well... Hope this still works." He said to himself before jumping into the water stream.

He was quickly spat out at the top and clumsily landed on his feet, discombobulated. "Well... That worked a little too well..." He muttered before getting his bearings and looking around. He rather quickly spotted Grian's sweater lying soaked on the floor. He gasped and ran towards it, slipping and slidding the whole way. "Grian?" He called, looking around. "Why would he just leave his sweater here?" He muttered before hearing a faint, "M-Mumbo?"

He turned towards it. "Grian? Is that you? Where are you?"

Grian carefully poked out of his hole before quickly darting back in, startled by the rather large cat standing by his sweater.

Mumbo saw him poke out and stepped forward. "Grian?"

Grian stopped when he saw the Maine Coon step closer. "Mumbo...?" He asked again.

Mumbo gasped. "Grian! It is you! But, you've transformed too!"

Grian stepped out, limping a bit. "Mumbo? You're a cat?" He asked confused.

"Yeah mate. You seem to be one too." He replied before laughing a little. "Dude, you're so tiny! Like a little kitten!"

Grian's confusion quickly faded as he pouted at Mumbo. "This isn't fair." He fussed.

Mumbo laughed again. "Hey, it's not like I turned us into cats!" He defended, smiling.

Grian stepped forward to argue but cried in pain.

Mumbo's smile dropped as he looked at Grian's arm or was it leg now? Huh. He leaned forward, quite a bit to actually look at Grian at his level. "Are you alright?"

Grian noticed how much bigger Mumbo was and glanced away. "No... I clipped my arm when I flew over..." He replied.

Mumbo sat up and looked at his chests. "Hang on a minute." He scurried across the quartz and found a chest. After a moment of struggling to open it, it opened and he came back with a potion bottle. He used a claw to uncork it for Grian. "Here. A healing potion."

Grian carefully started to drink it. He managed to drink most of it and carefully tested his arm, sighing with relief when it didn't hurt. "Thanks Mumbo."

"Of course."

Grian looked up, noticing the clouds starting to part away. "Oh good. The rain is stopping too."

Mumbo followed his gaze. "Yeah."

Grian stepped out of his hiding place and looked at Mumbo. "Well... What do we do now?" he asked. "I mean, we don't know how to reverse this or if it even is reversible."

"We can try to contact the others?" Mumbo suggested.

Grian nodded slightly. "I mean we can try." He agreed. "But then what? If I'm a cat and your a cat then what if the others are animals too?"

Mumbo looked down in thought. "Huh. Didn't think of that..."

Grian went over towards the edge of the base and looked out at the ocean. "We can't elytra out of here or use a boat, I mean we're cats. Cats stuck in the middle of the ocean."

Mumbo joined him, looking out over the waters. "Yeah..."

Grian slowly laid down. "We're stuck here... At least you can reach into chests... So we have food for at least a while..."

Mumbo watched him. "Want to try calling the others?"

Grian sighed and nodded. "Sure."