MC sat in his lab, in his custom made office seat, in front of of VITA's main console. He had his trademark glasses situated on his forehead as he massaged his temples. On VITA's screen, flashed a last warning reminder. It was a picture of a particular brown haired, blue bunny. Said picture was framed in a red present with a blue ribbon and bow. It was a Birthday reminder. It was Ishoka's birthday, and he had completely forgotten! Now, what was he going to do?

"V," the frustrated berret groaned. "Are there any OTHER notices you have for me?"

VITA said nothing, as her screen moved the framed picture of Ishoka, and replaced it with another similarly framed picture, as well as a maintenance Notice. The new birthday notice featured... MC was rarely sure of what to classify the face looking back at him from the gift themed frame- maybe a skunk with feline features, or a feline with skunk features. It was Scotty's birthday notice, and it's countdown showed that it was three days away; that gave him some time to prepare, though not as much as he'd liked.

The maintenance notice, however, was a completely different beast. His lab, as expansive, and-depending on which state you lived in- illegal as it was, had been rigged to shut off different sectors for maintenance, while drones fixed what needed to be fixed, and made sure everything was up to code. The process usually took a week, and they often happened at the most inopportune times! This Notice was for a sector he'd been favoring recently, sixty three. Not only that, he noticed, but he also had mere hours before it was shut down.

"Oh, look at that- for Peter's sake," MC mumbled to himself.

Sector sixty three housed housed his metamorphic projects- mainly those pertaining to gender. Gender flipping chambers, ray guns, microbes, and pills. each had their own hits and misses. As he found out through vigorous "self examination," his transforming methods were quite thorough. He found untold joys in searching for, and finding, new ways to implement his gender shifting. He was so close to finding a new agent/ mechanism that he could taste it, but he couldn't do anything with that now, because he had two birthday's to plan for, and get his Gender related studies in order. MC let out a frustrated groan, and wracked his brain for a course of action. He sat there for about maybe thirty minutes.

Suddenly, the gears in his head started shifting into high gear. His eyes slowly opened, and his mouth started stretching into a fang baring grin. Oh- OH OOOH! The plan that popped into his head was BRILLIANT! He needed to act fast though. He leaned forward and started typing something on VITA's Keyboard.

"V," MC commanded. "Contact the first two and send them here, and fire up the R-63 chambers for one last run. Contact the last one when the first two leave."

"Acknowledged," VITA responded, as she started the processes MC outlined for her.

Within minutes, MC found himself in front of four humming R-63 Chambers; three were wide open, and waiting. the other was shut tight with a small sign hanging from it that read ÓUT OF ORDER. Beside him were a spotted, black footed ferret, aptly named Spotty, and Scotty. They had received an email from MC's AI saying that he had a plan for the Blue bunny's birthday. Given their rendezvous point, they surmised it would involve some rearranging of certain plumbing, which in turn meant it involved the kind of fun only a lapine give. Neither of them were adverse to the idea, so they eagerly went along with it. Spotty and Scotty each took a chamber, while MC took the last one.

***

"What exactly did you have planned," Scottette asked.

"A Naked-Apron surprise dinner," Mina answered. "Here take these. She tossed a cloth bundle and a key, which Spotty and Scotty caught respectively."

"Aprons," Spotty observed as she let the bundle unroll itself.

"A key," Scottette asked. "Is this... Ish's key?"

"Just a copy," Mina clarified.

"How!?" Scottette asked. "How did you managed to get a copy of his house key!?"

"Same way I got yours."

Scottette's eye twitched, a sign to shift focus. "Okay, forgetting that, how are we supposed to get in, Ish's at home."

"Its called a distraction," Mina grinned, a little too innocently.

***

"Clean up on the pet section," a voice rang out over the PA at the local superstore. "The entire pet section."

***

Just be sure to take extra good care of him, Mina said, vaguely.

Before either of the girls could ask what that meant, they found themselves being pushed out of Mina's lab.

 "Well," Mina said, shooing them out of her lab. "Off you go. I have other things to... 'prepare'."

With the skunkat and ferret gone, Mina turned her attention to the out of order chamber. "I REALLY need to check that girl's command protocols," she mumbled to herself, as she pressed a green button on it's door, opening it. Mina took several looks at what stood before her. She looked it up and down, before turning away, blushing.

"Is zee coast clear," an alluring male voice asked.

"Y-yeah," Mina responded, her back turned towards the voice.

"So, zis event eez in three days?"

"Y-yes, but I had to get you here now because my machine will really be out of commission for the next week," Mina explained. "You can head home... Jacques. I'll call you when I'm ready for the next step."

"Okay zen," the voice replied. "Ugh, 'ow do zee boys walk wiz zeese zings?"

Mina sighed, when Jacques had left. "V", she moaned. "Ready a cold shower."

***

Over the two next days, table bookings at the local fancy restaurant, Les Fance', were disappearing left and right. One said something about a shark, and artichoke, and a black hole in their kitchen. Another talked about a Giraffe, a button, and a waterfall. The others had similar stories, which told the manager that he needed to make two phone calls- to a mother, and son/daughter, respectively. Mina got the table reservation, and gift basket she wanted as well as a month long grounding. A small price to pay to see her plan come to fruition.

***

Scottette was enjoying the birthday sweets sent her way- having just changed her locks, when she got another message from Mina's AI. It told her to get dressed to eat out and wait by the door. Figuring it was a Berret birthday surprise, she figured the least she could do was humor her friend. She went upstairs, washed up, slipped on a purple, backless dress, and put on her make up. As she finished, she heard her doorbell.

"Coming," she called out, rushing to the door.

She opened it to find purple skunk wearing a tuxedo top, but no bottom, as most male toons wore them. She knew only one skunk in Acme Acres with that color scheme, and as far as she knew, that skunk didn't have any brothers. She was also- Scottette's eyes widened with realization-female.

"Fifi," Scottette asked her apparent date.

"Please," the male skunk answered. "You can call me Jacques. Shall we be going?"

"Going where?"

"Les Fance', of course," Jaque smiled, gesturing towards a limousine.

Scottette pressed her hands against her mouth to suppress her gasp. She knew what Mina had done-and likely gotten grounded somewhere along the way. Leave it to a half crazed, bat featured, ferret to fix her up on a date she'd never had before, with some she'd been out with hundreds of times!

Scottette lounged during the limo ride to the restaurant, was treated to a wonderful steak dinner- medium rare, of course, surprised with a lovely gift basket, and topped the night off with a dance. Scottette had known that Fifi always carried herself in an utmost lady like fashion when taken out to eat. As Jaques, he was an absolute gentleman! He even walked her back to her door, fully expecting their night to end right there.

Scottette, however had different plans. Jaques was still new to his new plumbing, and wouldn't be able to trade it in for his original set- at least until Mina's grounding was lifted. What kind of lady, or friend, would simply leave him in such a predicament until that time? A non-pervy one, but since when did that describe her- or the writer, for that matter. No, she did what any lady in her place, sucked it up, and began the arduous task of familiarizing him with his new anatomy. He proved to be a quick, and eager study.