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Eggplant

Oh, he had words for Balmung. Words. A lot of words. He just had to find Balmung... without anyone seeing him.

Because Reki... was currently stuck controlling something that looked sort of like a cat, but also sort of like a frog and an eggplant. Oh, sure, he could be practical and take off his headset and walk over to Balmung's office and complain in person but somehow, that seemed worse.

Except...

"Are you asleep?!" Reki howled, hitting Balmung's seemingly-slumbering form. It wasn't early. It wasn't late. Balmung had no excuses--

Balmung's avatar shifted a bit and looked over at him. "I went to get--"

And then the laughter started. Somewhere in there, Balmung cast a quick spell to change him back. Which didn't work. A couple of items had the same amount of non-effect and the more Balmung tried, the more he laughed.

"Why are you stuck as a-- I don't even know what you're supposed to be!"

"Remember when another team took over your idea for a status spell like from the old games..."

"Eggplant," Balmung said with a firm nod as he reached to pick up Reki and get a better look at him. "Or a frog or a pile of goo or... well, I still don't know what you are. Might be some grunty in there and there's a vocal filter that I can't put my finger on."

"This is all your fault."

"Because it was my idea? I'm not the one who obviously mangled the code," Balmung said flatly. "Why won't you turn back?"

Reki sighed, though it came out sort of like a hiss.

"They don't know and they're working on it. At worst, I'll have to reload my avatar from backup data. And-- hang on..."

Reki pulled up a message from the dev team that didn't make him feel much better.

"Apparently the ailment was coded as time-based, cumulative, and considering... I might just leave myself here with you and go get lunch."

"I can ignore my inbox if you're buying..."

Reki hiss-sighed again and did his best to nod before sort of curling his strange avatar body beside Balmung and setting his status to AFK.

Balmung was waiting for him in the hallway, looking far too rumpled and casual. Reki sighed and waited for the inevitable ruffle of his hair so that they matched. The cafeteria ladies would talk. They always did.

But no more than the poor dev team members who finally hunted down Reki's avatar to make sure it reverted forms properly. Right to the second, it turned back, rearranging itself against the physics of the terrain and sprawling almost lazily across Balmung's legs.

Reki swore not to help that team again. Balmung snapped a good half-dozen screenshots for future reference. And yet again, Reki had words...