Freaky Friday
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writing_shadowsWith apologies to Mairi, Tim and Yoda for liberties taken...
Judas stretched as she woke up, fuzzily wondering why there wasn’t a cat poking at her feet. As she twisted towards the warm body that lay in the bed next to her she blinked at the mass of long black hair; and serene features of a well loved friend.
It was however the last person in the world she expected to wake up next to.
“Didi?!” She managed to stop herself from sitting bolt upright in shock. Instead she looked around the room, realisation dawning that this was not her bedroom, and her own arms and hands whilst familiar; were not hers.
Didi muttered in her sleep and turned over. Judas carefully slid from between the covers and tucked them securely round the sleeping girl before picking up some random clothes and the mobile that was on the bedside cabinet. She quietly padded out and found the bathroom.
Blinking back at her in the mirror was Scooby. She pinched herself slightly – well pinched Scooby – but all that did was leave a slightly pink mark on his arm. She looked at the time and thought rapidly.
It was six o’clock. If Scooby was in her body; and it was reasonable to suppose he was; then Robin would be waking him up in half an hour anyway. So all she needed to do was make sure she didn’t upset Didi for that length of time before calling herself. They were mages, weird stuff happened – they could work out what to do to reverse it.
Her eyes lit upon the shower. Excellent plan, the ideal excuse for not being snuggled next to his girlfriend. And then she could claim an emergency at hers and all would be well.
Judas stripped Scooby’s body and stepped into the shower; revelling in the unusual sensation of not struggling to see where the shower gel was without her glasses.
She’d just started to clean Scooby’s teeth when the phone went. She grinned as she answered it.
“Morning Scooby.”
“Hello Judas.” The voice sounded familiar and yet slightly off. Do I really sound like that she wondered.
“Erm, any idea what’s happened?”
“Nope. You?” Judas replied in the negative, her – well Scooby’s – voice slightly muffled. “What are you doing?”
“Cleaning your teeth.” She spat the toothpaste out and rinsed her mouth. “I’ll be over in ten minutes. You ok?”
“Robin’s wanting breakfast. What does he have? Something about ng?”
“Oh, boiled egg and marmite soldiers. Runny egg for preference; hopefully he can cope with unburnt toast. And there should be an open tin of cat food in the fridge.”
“Ok I can do that. How’s Didi?”
“Asleep, I escaped to the shower; it seemed the right thing to do.”
“Ok. Please don’t upset her?”
“Scooby, would I do such a thing? I promise I’ll be good to your body; and your girlfriend whilst I’m renting it. Them.” Judas blew a kiss down the phone at him as he spluttered and hung up before he could say anything more. She then went to locate some underwear.
She managed to dress and leave without waking Didi figuring that Scooby would be better placed to explain things – once they’d worked out what had actually happened - and hurried to her house. She knocked on the door to have it quickly opened by a slightly worried looking Judas.
“Robin is not happy about something; he’s grizzling and won’t eat.”
“Oh dear. Normally egg and soldiers cures all ills ...” JudasScooby hurried into the kitchen where Robin was indeed; sat in a highchair and poking at the marmite soldiers ScoobyJudas had put on a plate for him; tears rolling down his normally sunny face.
“Oh sweetie what’s the matter?” Judas automatically went to pick up her son, forgetting that she was in a strange body. Robin turned at the voice and beamed.
“Mama!” Judas scooped him up and he hung from Scooby’s neck.
“S’ok darling. Mummy's here...” She began to murmur reassurances to him, ignoring the fact that he was now smearing marmite and egg yolk on Scooby’s shirt; and then froze at a cough from the doorway.
“What on earth’s going on?” Judas and Scooby turned round and found that Henderson was standing in the doorway; looking from one to the other with a slightly amused look.
“Ah well ... you see...” Judas stopped and her eyes widened as she stared at the pair of them. “Oh god. Oh god ... what did you do?”
The smirk that was on both Henderson’s and her own lips did not bring comfort.
Judas stretched as she woke up, fuzzily wondering why there wasn’t a cat poking at her feet. As she twisted towards the warm body that lay in the bed next to her she blinked at the mass of long black hair; and serene features of a well loved friend.
It was however the last person in the world she expected to wake up next to.
“Didi?!” She managed to stop herself from sitting bolt upright in shock. Instead she looked around the room, realisation dawning that this was not her bedroom, and her own arms and hands whilst familiar; were not hers.
Didi muttered in her sleep and turned over. Judas carefully slid from between the covers and tucked them securely round the sleeping girl before picking up some random clothes and the mobile that was on the bedside cabinet. She quietly padded out and found the bathroom.
Blinking back at her in the mirror was Scooby. She pinched herself slightly – well pinched Scooby – but all that did was leave a slightly pink mark on his arm. She looked at the time and thought rapidly.
It was six o’clock. If Scooby was in her body; and it was reasonable to suppose he was; then Robin would be waking him up in half an hour anyway. So all she needed to do was make sure she didn’t upset Didi for that length of time before calling herself. They were mages, weird stuff happened – they could work out what to do to reverse it.
Her eyes lit upon the shower. Excellent plan, the ideal excuse for not being snuggled next to his girlfriend. And then she could claim an emergency at hers and all would be well.
Judas stripped Scooby’s body and stepped into the shower; revelling in the unusual sensation of not struggling to see where the shower gel was without her glasses.
She’d just started to clean Scooby’s teeth when the phone went. She grinned as she answered it.
“Morning Scooby.”
“Hello Judas.” The voice sounded familiar and yet slightly off. Do I really sound like that she wondered.
“Erm, any idea what’s happened?”
“Nope. You?” Judas replied in the negative, her – well Scooby’s – voice slightly muffled. “What are you doing?”
“Cleaning your teeth.” She spat the toothpaste out and rinsed her mouth. “I’ll be over in ten minutes. You ok?”
“Robin’s wanting breakfast. What does he have? Something about ng?”
“Oh, boiled egg and marmite soldiers. Runny egg for preference; hopefully he can cope with unburnt toast. And there should be an open tin of cat food in the fridge.”
“Ok I can do that. How’s Didi?”
“Asleep, I escaped to the shower; it seemed the right thing to do.”
“Ok. Please don’t upset her?”
“Scooby, would I do such a thing? I promise I’ll be good to your body; and your girlfriend whilst I’m renting it. Them.” Judas blew a kiss down the phone at him as he spluttered and hung up before he could say anything more. She then went to locate some underwear.
She managed to dress and leave without waking Didi figuring that Scooby would be better placed to explain things – once they’d worked out what had actually happened - and hurried to her house. She knocked on the door to have it quickly opened by a slightly worried looking Judas.
“Robin is not happy about something; he’s grizzling and won’t eat.”
“Oh dear. Normally egg and soldiers cures all ills ...” JudasScooby hurried into the kitchen where Robin was indeed; sat in a highchair and poking at the marmite soldiers ScoobyJudas had put on a plate for him; tears rolling down his normally sunny face.
“Oh sweetie what’s the matter?” Judas automatically went to pick up her son, forgetting that she was in a strange body. Robin turned at the voice and beamed.
“Mama!” Judas scooped him up and he hung from Scooby’s neck.
“S’ok darling. Mummy's here...” She began to murmur reassurances to him, ignoring the fact that he was now smearing marmite and egg yolk on Scooby’s shirt; and then froze at a cough from the doorway.
“What on earth’s going on?” Judas and Scooby turned round and found that Henderson was standing in the doorway; looking from one to the other with a slightly amused look.
“Ah well ... you see...” Judas stopped and her eyes widened as she stared at the pair of them. “Oh god. Oh god ... what did you do?”
The smirk that was on both Henderson’s and her own lips did not bring comfort.
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Date: 2011-02-07 03:15 pm (UTC)Scooby had cooked too well, he knew it wasn't his mum ;).