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Post by Acamapichtli Arroyo on Sept 27, 2008 19:17:31 GMT -5
It was that awful dreaded time again, end of the term exams. It was the most stressful time of year for most students, and Churro wasn’t an exception. It was for that very reason he decided to arrange a last minute cram session with his amigos. Potions and Muggle Animals weren’t a problem, it was transfiguration they were worried about. The professor had them perform some pretty difficult spells throughout the term and there was no way they were going to pass without studying.
After dinner, Churro, El Muerto, and Wonderbread all assembled in the dingy old dungeon that had been the chosen destination for their failed reincarnation attempt. The place was exactly as he had remembered, smelly and dirty. He didn’t mind too much, as long as it was free from noise and outside distractions. To avoid any unwanted visits from everyone and their mother, he locked the door and jammed a chair under the knob. He figured it would be best to start off with something simple, like turning rats into goblets.
“Ummm I don’t know about you guys, but I’m not about to look for rats…so quill instead?” He didn’t need their approval, he was the boss. He dug into his bag and pulled out a broken quill, placing it in front of him. After looking thorugh the notes for the spell, he pointed his wand at the quill, “SAL-vee-oh HEX-ee-ah!” He held the goblet up for the others to see, before tossing it in the trash.
“Hurry up..I don’t have all day…”
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Post by Melissa Madison on Sept 27, 2008 19:27:03 GMT -5
Melissa slumped into her spot on the floor dejectedly. She felt burnt out, worn out, and glad the exams were near. She didn't think she could take many more classes. She looked at the door, relieved to see that they wouldn't be interrupted. She sighed and straightened out her skirt carefully, aware for the first time all day that she hadn't worn shorts under it. Or a slip. Not that the guys would peek, they weren't like that, but she felt strange without it, sitting on the floor the way she was. She glared at Churro, not sure why she was so despondent, but sure to find a way to blame him. How could he do this stuff so effortlessly? It was annoying. He bitched and moaned about studying, and he could do this stuff practically in his sleep. It was enough to piss off any normal person. She pulled out a quill from her bag, and did the spell half heartedly, and put it aside.
She looked to her left, at her precious Mori-sempai. As usual, he was perfect and blameless in all of this. Though to be honest, in her present mood she wasn't able to fully to appreciate him in his solemn, stoic glory. She sighed again, and flipped through her book to the next spell. She underlined it, and handed it back to Churro to look over while Mori did his thing, since it seemed that for once Churro was taking the lead in the study session. How odd. She sniffed and twisted her ring around her ring finger, impatient. She didn't normally wear rings, but this was special...it was cuuute....and it had a Hello Kitty design...just looking at it seemed to cheer her up slightly.
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Post by Morse Macnair on Sept 27, 2008 19:33:55 GMT -5
Morse followed behind his pals. It wasn't like he had much of a choice. Mixed with churro's panicking and wonderbreads nagging, it was either stick with it or end up getting engrossed in dull conversation from other students in the common room. Something he wasn't about to put himself through. Besides, it wasn't like they didn't already need a little study time. With finals coming up, the grades would reveal just how little work they did. He groaned. But studying was supposed to do something... right?
"..." he stared at churro dumbly. Weren't quills and rats two different things. But feeling no need to say something and explain himself, he shrugged and pulled out a quill from his bag mumbling the spell dully "sal vee oh hex ee ah" and the thing transformed into a goblet... or, something like it. It had a few feathers rimmed around the edges but it was nothing to worry about. The thing was still able to hold a drink so whatever. Morse pushed the goblet to the side.
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Post by Acamapichtli Arroyo on Sept 27, 2008 20:13:15 GMT -5
What a bunch of idiots. They couldn't even perform the simplest spell without error. It was so difficult being the superior almighty center of knowledge sometimes. As dimwitted as they may have been, they were his friends and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure they passed their exam. Besides, if they were held back a year..what the hell was he supposed to do? It wasn't like he could make new friends at the drop of a hat, he hated people.
He snatched the book from Melissa and took note of the spell she circled. It wasn't quite what he had in mind for their second spell, but figured it might have been best to just skip to the hard stuff. It was getting late and they needed at least seven hours of sleep if they wanted to function properly in the morning. He had only performed the vanishing spell once before, and even then he wasn't sure if it was done correctly.
"Alright we're gonna do the invisible thing..the vanishing spell. It's um...verto mihi invisible..or something like that. Let's try it all at the same time and whoever is still visible at the end..gets laughed at. How does that sound, good? Okay..." With wand pointed at himself and a quick nod to the others, he began counting..
"1...2....3...Verto Mihi Invisible!"
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Post by Morse Macnair on Sept 27, 2008 20:25:55 GMT -5
Mo wasn't about to ask why princess wonderbread didn't bother testing out the spell herself, but the answer was pretty obvious to anyone who knew the LAPD. Wonderbread was the smart one, and him and churro were pretty much the dumb ones. Well, he was lazy which made him dumb so... yeah. He yawned tiredly. Studying was boring, even magic itself was boring. When would he ever need a goblet so bad that he needed to transform a rat to get it. Who drank from goblets these days anyway?
He picked up his wand and pointed it at himself. Ingesting a potion seemed a lot more easier but.. yeah. On the count he mumbled tiredly "Verto moho Invisibleo" What a dumb sounding spell.
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Post by Melissa Madison on Sept 27, 2008 20:31:56 GMT -5
Melissa's eyes would have bored a hole right through Churro if that kind of thing were possible. She saw the smug way he was looking at them...batard. Just because he got ONE spell right on his own, and Melissa had no energy for her usual take charge attitude was no reason for him to get so damned cocky. She definitely needed to put him in his place...after exams of course.
She picked up her wand and pointed it at herself in time with Mori-sempai and Churro, and began to say the spell in perfect time.
"Verto Mihi ---Mori!!" she screeched, as she got distracted by him saying the spell wrong, and panicked.
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Post by Melissa Madison on Sept 27, 2008 21:26:07 GMT -5
Churro shook his head in annoyance and was about to mock the heck out of them for mispronouncing the spell, but was interrupted by a loud bang. Before he knew it, he was sent flying three feet off the ground and a thud was heard as he hit the nearest wall.
It took him a minute or so to come to. He wasn't in any serious pain, but did manage to get the wind knocked out of him. His head was pounding slightly and his vision was somewhat blurred, and something was different. His legs felt bare almost, as if he didn't have any pants on, and when he reached up to check for any bleeding on the back of his head, he had more hair than usual. What the hell was going on?
He slowly got to his feet and stumbled over to where the others were. He hoped they were in better shape than he was. Man, what a bunch of idiots. How the hell did they expect to pass if they couldn't even pronounce the freaking incantation?
"Dear god, you guys are stupid.."
Churro gasped and covered his mouth. He spoke, but it wasn't his voice..it was girly..almost like Melissa's. "Something's wrong with my voice..something's not right....I." He was panicking now, he was going to have a heart attack, he just knew it. He put a hand to his chest, but once again..something wasn't right. He looked down at his chest and shrieked so loud the walls shook.
"What the hell is going on! I'm in a skirt...I sound like a girl..and...and...I HAVE BOOBS!" He looked up at the two, eyes wide with fright, but they weren't in any more of a better position than he was.
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Post by Morse Macnair on Sept 27, 2008 21:38:16 GMT -5
BANG!
Melissa kind of slid really fast three feet back, hitting her head on the wall. She lost her vision for a minute, and when she opened her eyes, she felt dizzy, so she just kind of laid there for a minute, and breathed in and out slowly.
She blinked a few times and sat up a little dazedly, when she hear another girl in the room...Oh hell, had some whiny tattletale peeked in and saw them? Crap. She was going to answer, when she saw...herself...wtf? Her heart started to thud really fast in her chest...what was going on? Had she DIED? Was she having an out of body experience? No..wait...she was talking, so she wasn't dead..right?
She stood up and swayed for a moment, holding the wall, and tried to speak, "What the hell did you DO--" and immediately clapped a hand over her mouth. Gasping and panicking, she began to wave her arms and yell.
"You! In my body! Yes...YOU! Don't move! Or...Or...I'll report you! I'm a prefect!" She began to look around now, and realized that they were all accounted for..Churro was across from her...Her body was to her right...which meant...oh god...
She was now the wench formerly known as Wonderbread, now to be known as Morse. God...let her die now...
"Whichever one of you batards has my body...I don't care who...You damned well better not peek...or you'll wake up on FIRE!" she yelled, and put her newly large hands over her face and cried manly tears.
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Post by Acamapichtli Arroyo on Sept 28, 2008 9:44:46 GMT -5
After the words had left his mouth he realized that they weren't exactly right. And if it wasn't for the sudden blast that emitted around all them, he probably wouldn't have cared. He hit the wall hard, the back of his head hitting against the surface. He groaned. Well.... that was dumb. xP And to make matters worse he knew he'd never hear the end of it from churro about how dumb they all were... In a matter of seconds he heard a lot of whining coming from one end. Wonderbread? "..."
Morse stumbled up to his feet, he felt a little heavier and... shorter? ... naaah/. He was imagining things. Yeah... the injury was messing with his brain or something. he stepped over to the rest of the gang... to see wonderbread and... himself?
w...t...f ?/??
"..." he frowned. Who the hell thought it was funny to look like him. "dumbass" he mumbled.. but it wasn't his voice. It sounded like... churro? He looked from wonderbread to himself. If wonderbread wasn't wonderbread then that meant wonderbread was...him. And granted, the next actions only proved it. Himself bawling like a baby. ... great. He walked over to himself... or, wonderbread..
"... dont...cry" he mumbled as dull as he could.
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Post by Melissa Madison on Sept 28, 2008 12:28:24 GMT -5
While Melissa was bawling like a five year old and Mo was being Mo, Churro managed to calm down long enough to check out his new...attributes. Melissa actually had something to fill her bras with, other than tissue, who would have thought. Another thing that came as a surprise was the the fact that she was so light. It was so much easier to move around in her body, like he was in space or something. Well, he wasn't entirely free, there was still the matter of that godforsaken bra. Man, how did she do it? He felt so constrained in that particular area, not to mention the damn thing itched. The skirt wasn't too bad, it was just a bit drafty.
The sound of his own voice soothing Melissa snapped Churro back to reality, and it was then that he began to panic..again.
"Oh yeah, fat chance, moron. I'd rather have my eyes surgically removed than sneak a peak at any of your underdeveloped parts. If anything, Mo should be keeping an eye on YOU." He looked at Mo, who was in Churro's body, and wasn't the least bit surprised to find that the guy was as emotionless as ever. "We need to get this fixed, now! It had to be the spell, you guys said it all wrong. Maybe if we all just repeat what we said before, we'll switch back." He retrieved his wand from a pile of crud on the floor and on his cue, they repeated the spell once again.
".Verto Mihi Invisible!..."
He felt around at his chest and groaned. "Okay so....that didn't work. Oh I know, we need a bang! What if we all run into each at full speed!" Once again, he didn't need their approval. He was boss and he wanted to get the hell out of Melissa's body..so they were just going to have to go along with whatever he said. He backed into a corner and waited for the others to get into position, before running at breakneck speed to the center of the room.
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Post by Morse Macnair on Sept 28, 2008 16:50:55 GMT -5
Melissa stared at him in disbelief. You'd think getting the body of the smarter of them all, he'd have somehow absorbed some of that somehow, but no, he was still coming up with idiot ideas. She glared and put her--or rather Morse's--arms out to ward him off as he came running to the center of the room like some moron on crack.
"Oh no you don't...nobody is banging my body on ANYTHING! So you can just settle yourself down, and chill we need to think about what to do" she warned him. She wasn't taking any crap, and now she finally had the muscle power to back it up. Hell yeah, karma was a b***h. It was weird to look down at herself. What was weirder, was that Churro seemed really comfy in her body already. Even his expressions were...his. How the hell had he managed that?
She frowned and bit her lip, trying to think, but was too upset. How were they going to explain this? To the school, to their friends to their parent--her grandfather! She whimpered a little, and wiped her face, and tried to keep calm. "ok...here's what we do...we go take our finals, like good little nerds...and in the meantime, I'll look up what we said, and try to come up with a solution...or we can go to Torza, since it was her damned spell we messed up, and then we'll fix it. Until then....don't give me that crap about not wanting to peek, dammit, you looked WAY too happy to find out about my so called 'underdeveloped parts', you perv-in-training" she loomed over Churro, casting a shadow even in the dimly lit dungeon.
"The important thing," she went on, as she began to pace the room, "is to just carry on like everything is normal. Meaning we don't do anything to draw attention to ourselves, and just bide our time till we can get Torza alone..." she continued as her hips began to sway, still not used to the absence of fabric swishing around her now covered legs. "Just act NORMAL" she smiled at her friends, noting how odd Churro's face looked with so little expression. She patted Churro's head while addressing his inner Morse. "You might want to look irritable. Or like you're constipated. Or just pissed off. That bland expression will only make you more inviting to girls, Mori-sempai!" she teased, but she had a point.
They had to try and behave as normal and irritable as possible so as not to make themselves targets. The last thing she herself especially needed was to get jumped by a bunch of crazy girls looking for their new boyfriend. And if Churro started getting molested by Jay in HER body, just cause he said 'hi' or something equally lame, she'd make him pay.
She flounced around a bit more, and tried to look positive.
"Are we all on the same page? NORMAL" she repeated, trying to make sure they completely understood.
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Post by Acamapichtli Arroyo on Sept 28, 2008 17:12:18 GMT -5
Obviously, Churro was dumb no matter who's body he was in. xP Stil with the usual dumb ideas. Except now his build was smaller and he was a girl... He looked over at melissa. she had a more logical explaination, though it wasn't exactly everyones.. favorite. Being Churro for a month? He groaned. That involved things like talking and human contact. wtf. He frowned as melissa pat his head giving him sound advice. He didn't need telling how to act. Anyone who was in the room with churro for more than two seconds understood his composure. It just didn't mean he'd be pleased with it was all. He rubbed his head and watched as she flounced around the room chipper as ever.
... yeah. This really wasn't going to end well. He could just see it now, his body being dragged along the castle smiling at every goddamn bird in sight and doing other girl stuff. Bleh. The only good that came out of it was that she would be taking the final exam as him. Which meant better grades. Not that he cared or anything but it was alot better than having someone dumb like churro in his body writing down stupid answers. Poor wonderbread.. He thought, looking over at her. By the end of the day her body was gonna end up mangled in a closet for smart mouthing someone, or something like it.
"... then you're gonna have to stop acting..." he said dully to the inner melissa inside his body and looked at her/him trying to decipher what exactly she was doing wrong... which was hard when it was everything. "... like that". sigh. seven words over the minimum. whyme.. he whined in his head.
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Post by Melissa Madison on Sept 29, 2008 7:22:55 GMT -5
Oh...hell...no. The wench thought that because she was in a guy's body, she now had some authority over the two. Chick or not, Churro was the damn leader, end of story. If she so much as stepped another toe out of line, he wouldn't hesitate to kick her manly ass. Yes that's right, he could now fulfill his life long dream of beating the snot out of her. It was Mo's body and not hers, so technically he would be beating Mo up.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Melissa's idea made a lot more sense than the crap he was cooking up in his head. It must have been because she was in Mo's body, she somehow tapped into his inner genius. If they did go along with what she said, they were in for one hell of a ride. For starters, Churro didn't know how to act like a freaking girl, Melissa sure as hell didn't know anything about guys, and poor Mo couldn't say more than a few words a day without getting the shakes. If anything, their professors and classmates were going to think they were smoking that good stuff. If they wanted to make it work, they were just going to have to stay up all night learning how to at like each other. It shouldn't be too hard, right? They've been friends for years...how bad could it be?
"Okay fine..I guess we don't have a choice. But if we're gonna do this, we have to do it right. Yo have to stop being so...flamboyant. You're a guy now, guys don't smile that damn much." he turned to Mo, poor stoic Mo, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "El Muerto, you should be honored, you know. That isn't just any body you're in, it's the body of a leader, ese. It's you job..no, you're duty..to boss people around. Make me proud, ese...make me proud." he pulled Mo into brief man hug, before facing Melissa once again. "And you, Missy...act more manly, dammit. Quit standing so straight, slouch a little. And wipe that damn smile off your face.." he held his hand up to check the time, but his wrist...or rather Melissa's wrist, was bare. "It's probably really late right now. Let's get our crap together and finish this at the dorm..." Within a few minutes, Churro, El Muerto, and Wonderbread were all packed up and headed back to their room for a night of hell.
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