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Who: residents of 748 Partridge
What: Freaky Friday
Where: 748 Partridge
When: April 13
Warnings: none?

Hiling could already tell she was going to have fun with this. Waking up in Tieria's body was definitely one of the stranger things that happened to her so far. Once she was done looking at her new body in the mirror, she went downstairs to make breakfast as if nothing was out of the ordinary. She was wearing one of his button down shirts, but neglected to put on any pants.

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Tieria was having the exact opposite effect. Waking up in Hiling's body had been stranger, and, well, extremely unpleasant. He dug through her things, trying to find something he would be comfortable wearing (did she had no normal clothes???) before finally trying to make his way down the stairs unseen.

Contrary to Hiling, what the Doctor felt when waking up in this body was both surprise and disgust. He didn't mind the town's tricks all that much even if it put him at a disadvantage, but this particular trick gave his enemy an advantage over him. Here he is now in a tragically powerless body... while Dist had the fabled Demon Crown in his possession. Well, whatever.

The Doctor was already downstairs, sitting in his table with a newspaper in front of him. The two may notice that their tan father is now considerably paler and younger. And they may see that less bile seems to fill their stomachs at the sight of him.

The sight of him was certainly a surprise. She knew Dist to be an enemy and he was just sitting in her house. Unless... Sorry, she can't help but laugh. At least she's pretty sure she knows who he really is. If not, she could be in trouble, but she'll take that chance. Tieria will have to come down sooner or later.

"Good morning, father."

Tieria heard... his own voice????

What was going on here? That got him moving faster down the stairs.

"What is going on here?!" Oh wow... listen to Hiling's voice squeak in alarm.

"Obviously, we've switched bodies. Not much of a perceptive boy, are you, son?"

He doesn't lower his newspaper. The man's just reading whatever drone nonsense is written in the articles.

"Was it that obvious?"

Hiling was hoping she could pretend to be Tieria for the day. She could still have fun with it though. Looking at what Tieria is wearing, she just shook her head.

"You can't go out looking like that. Go change into something that shows off my figure better."

"I will do no such thing!" In fact, if Tieria could have his way, he was just going to stay home and hide. This was downright embarassing! He then shot a glare at ... was that Fuyuhiko?

"Who did you get changed with?"

He puts down the newspaper and allows Tieria to get a good luck at the man's face. The man he switched with was probably around the same age, but he certainly looked younger and had more feminine traits.

"An acquaintance."

"You know, I could get used to this. But first, these glasses have got to go."

She took them off and tossed them on the counter. Much better. If Tieria was going to dress the way he wanted, then so was she.

"I see."

Oh, hey! Be careful with those! He grabbed the glasses. "You could at least put on a damn pair of pants," he hissed at her.

"Quiet down over there, son. She won't tell you what to do if you don't tell her what to do."

Best father ever. He proceeds to return to his newspaper.

"Yeah, you can't make me. I want to be free."

She happened to like the breeze.

"You look ridiculous."

And Tieria would just glare over at Fuyuhiko.

"I am not your son."

"Yes, perhaps 'daughter' would be more accurate at the moment."

"I look like you."

She could have been doing worse things than not wearing pants. He should just keep that in mind.

"I am not your offspring. My name is Tieria Erde and I will be addressed as such." And for Hiling...

"I would never walk around without pants," he snapped. "You are nothing like me."

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