Award-Winning Style {aHiT FtM TFTG Twinning MC}

A woman stomped through the hall, quickly opening the star-emblemed door and stepping through, slamming the door and sitting on her chair with a loud huff. Loud shoes clicked on the floor as a blue penguin quickly waddled after the girl, looking worried and stopping before the door.

“Darling, darling! Calm down!” the penguin whimpered, adjusting his large star-shaped shades and tapping his tall, brightly-colored shoes on the floor.

“Calm down? Calm down? This is a disaster!” cried the woman, her black hair unravelling in a mess, heaving in irritation. “We haven’t even made the concept of the film yet, Grooves!”

Grooves winced from her yelling, looking around anxiously and fidgeting with one of the gold buttons on his shiny red jacket. “Gwynn, if you could just bet a bit on me, we could have a movie in no time, darling!”

Gwynn stamped the ground and kicked off her high heels, growling back at Grooves. “I’m not going to make a bet on a secret!”

There was a long, awkward silence, Gwynn deciding to undress into a camisole and shorts and Grooves not saying a word, before Grooves finally spoke with a chuckle.

“Suit yourself, darlin’.”

The fading sound of Groove’s platform shoes clicking down the hall made Gwynn sigh with relief, standing up from her chair before flopping onto her bed. At least she could relax here, on her giant waterbed. She fixed up her hair and rubbed her eyes, yawning tiredly; just how late was it? She felt extremely tired and didn't feel the need to check the time and just wanted to sleep the situation off and hope that it all blows over. She turned on her side and sighed, her voice hoarse from yelling and closed her eyes...

Before she heard a knock on the door. She growled, facepalming before yelling through the door. "What do you want this time?"

She was surprised to not hear Grooves' voice through the door, but one of his jazzy fans. "You're Gwynn, right?"

"Yea?" replied Gwynn, confused. How could they not know it's her; her name is on the door.

"Good, so I have the right room! Grooves wanted me to give you something!"

Gwynn turned over even more and growled back. "I don't want anything from Grooves right now, so sod off!"

"It's just a mirror, gal! Just take it!" the penguin squawked, opening the door and throwing whatever the item was at her head, before slamming the door shut and running off. The item nailed Gwynn right in the back of her head, causing her to yelp and lean up, rubbing the back of her head and looking around for the item. She looked down behind her and saw an item she didn't remember having: a star-shaped hand mirror. She turned her body over and leaned over to grab the mirror to observe it. It had a very large mirror face, and the back and handle was a very sparkly, shimmery blue, with a gold-colored button at the bottom of the handle; this must have been Grooves' item. She was still confused; she already had a hand mirror, along with the table mirror in her room, so why did he give her another mirror? She turned the mirror around to try and look at the details, but it didn't really have anything else interesting other than the shininess and large size. Admittedly, she liked the large size of the mirror; it was larger than her other hand mirror, and looks pristine and very shiny.

She couldn't help it, and the mirror was right in front of her. She began to admire herself in the mirror glass, batting her green eyes and grinning cheekily. She began to do some admittedly silly poses, whether it be with one hand behind her head with a wink, or one hand on her hip and sticking her tongue out. She didn't really know why she was having so much fun with this, but she was; she normally doesn't do things like posing ridiculously in a mirror. As she posed about, grinning and snickering, she found herself faltering and wobbling in her steps, but picked her pace back up again quickly.

A small tail sprouted from the base of her spine, coating itself in blue and pale-blue feathers that began to spread across her body. The pale-blue feathers spread over her legs and up her underbelly, while the bright blue feathers crawled up her back and across the back of her arms. She seemed to be incapable of noticing in her sight, but she was wincing and twitchy from aching pain. She started to become shorter, and her breasts disappeared into her body, her chest completely flat. Her belly began gaining weight, soon leaving her belly and torso very round and blubbery. She gagged and almost dropped the mirror as her- his gender inverted, changing from female to male. The fingers on his hand merged, leaving him with broad flippers with a small thumb on each, the undersides covered in pale-blue feathers. He looked in the mirror, before noticing his flipper hand, his eyes widening and lowering the mirror. His hand shook, before he hissed in pain as the toes on his feet merged and elongated into three-toed talons, the skin hardening into bright yellow scales.

"Wh-wh-wh- h-h-how-" he gagged, noticing that his voice sounded completely different; much deeper, more masculine, and like...

"Grooves?" he choked as the feathers crept up his face, loosening the grip on the mirror and dropping it as he felt his face. "I-I'm turning into him?!"

His cheeks plumped up and was covered in pale blue feathers, bright blue feathers rimming the sides and back of his head. His black hair started to become a very dark, shiny blue, plumed up and poofed outward, becoming a very large and round afro, and his ears disappeared into his head. His green eyes darkened into a dark brown, and his mouth and nose projected into a hardened, sharp, toothless yellow beak. His eyes were still wide, and he clicked his beak to see if it was real, and his throat jumped as he realized the reality. He grabbed the mirror again to look at himself, and his hand trembled even more intensely, and yet despite the fact that he had physically become a completely different person, he felt most upset at one thing; something was missing. Quickly after, two bright yellow feather crests formed above his eyes, framing around his large afro. He jumped slightly at the sudden change, but he then felt the need to nod. Something about this felt... normal... great even. He put down the mirror and looked around; nobody was watching, and that was good.

He looked around the room, before looking at himself and scoffing; no, no, this wasn't right at all! He ran over to lock the door, but found that he couldn't reach the handle to lock it.

"And that's why I wear my-" he was interrupted by him suddenly seeming to gain height, and looked down to see his bright red platform shoes. "...shoes."

His clothes began to change, his shorts turning into a pair of blue jeans with bright yellow stars emblazoned on the sides. The pants were held up by a red belt with a gold-colored buckle, and it seemed to fit his size. His camisole split apart and changed material, becoming shiny, bright-red leather. The straps lengthened into sleeves, with the sleeve cuffs ringed with gold-covered buttons, and around the neck opened up a jacket collar. The front of the jacket stayed open, and around his neck was a long, popped-out collar. The sides of the jacket opening were lined with shiny gold-colored buttons.

Grooves paused for a second to try and process everything, before he grinned and locked the door. This was much better! He chuckled to himself, clicking his shoes before being interrupted by a string of knocks on the door. He looked at the door again, then at the handle, and back at the door again. There were more knocks, before a familiar voice came through the door.

"Gwynn, darling, are you still in there?"

It was Grooves... wait, why was he hearing his own voice? He ran over to the table to try and grab the mirror again, but on the table was a pair of star-shaped shades in its place. He grabbed the shades and put them on, before going back over to unlock and open the door. When he opened the door, he saw... himself! It was like looking in a full-body mirror! The penguin in the doorway stood stunned for a second, before he squealed loudly and began hugging Grooves.

"I can't believe it! It- My advice worked wonders, darling!"

Grooves reeled back, trying to shove the other Grooves off.

"Good goose! Hands off, darling!"

The other Grooves obliged, letting go and walking back, yet he hopped in place giddily. This didn't last long, however, as he was soon grabbing him with his arm over his shoulder. "This is great! We'll get this movie done in no time!"

He put one hand in his pocket, before grabbing a comb and putting it in Groove's afro, before continuing. "C'mon darling, think about it! Supernatural this time around: a doppelganger at the disco!"

Grooves paused for a second, before looking to the other Grooves and smirking. "...I'm listening."