This is a story that may contain OOCness on both Cloud and Tifa's parts, so bare with it... I hope it's funny.

Sir Edward

A Shocking Day

Chapter 1: In the Bathroom

Cloud woke up at 3:00am. He looked around his room and noticed that it wasn't his own room...

"Where am I?" He thought, looking at the pictures of different Avalanche members lining the walls, and a small desk that had a pair of brass knuckles sitting on its smooth surface.

He groaned, and checked the clock.

"3:00 in the morning? And I'm in Tifa's room...? What the hell happened last night?" He thought, scratching his aching head, cursing Barret for giving him too much vodka last night, but he didn't feel nails scratching his scalp, but the feel of a thin black glove rubbing his itch.

He got up to go to the bathroom, but something was strange. When he sat up, his chest gave an odd bounce. His eyes widened in shock, and he went to touch his chest to confirm what had bounced, but he stopped.

"I hope it isn't what I'm thinking it may be..." He thought,

He slowly got up, and crept to the bathroom.

When he was in, he ran to the mirror, not to find his pale face staring back at him, but Tifa's. He almost screamed, but managed to cover his mouth with a gloved hand, and muffle the noise before it woke everyone, including Vincent, who was slumbering in the basement.

He stared at himself in the mirror, and Tifa stared back, her face contorted into a face that looked like the 'Scream'.

"This has to be a dream... This has to be a dream... This has to be a dream..." Cloud thought, pinching his arm.

"OW!" He cried out, and his chest gave an odd lurch, causing him to fall.

"How the hell does she live with these" Cloud muttered, poking the unbalancing breasts.

"These are... real? Damn it! It's not a dream!" He cried in his head, when he heard a yell coming from his room.

He stared at the closed bathroom door, when it suddenly burst open.

"Oh my god! What the hell happened?" Cloud (who is actually Tifa) shouted, seeing the real Cloud standing in front of the mirror.

"Are you... me?" Tifa asked, looking at Cloud who was staring at Tifa.

"I hope you didn't wake anyone." Cloud said, waving his gloved hand at the door to indicate the rest of the group.

"What the hell is going on?" Tifa whispered furiously, pointing to herself.

"Well... I have no clue... I woke up, and I was you... I guess the same thing happened to you... except you're me..."

"I don't want to be you!" Tifa nearly shouted, but controlled herself at the last moment.

"Well I don't want to be you." Cloud stated with the same emphasis as Tifa.

"What do we do...? I mean this is really weird... We switched bodies Cloud... How do you think that happened?" Tifa asked, hoping Cloud would know.

"How would I know? I just woke up with a massive hangover! I can't even see straight, let alone think straight!"

"Well, should we tell the others?"

"They won't believe us! They'd think we'd gone crazy... I don't need that. It'd give them an excuse to really think I've flipped my lid!" Cloud said, as he waved his arms, his chest bouncing awkwardly.

"And how the hell do you live with these?" He said, jabbing himself in the breast, and hurting himself.

"OW!" He cried, as a sharp pain ran through his body.

"Don't you hurt them! I don't want to switch back to my own body to find that I've been all bruised and battered!" She cried, as he rubbed the sore spot.

"Sorry! I keep forgetting that I've got them!" He replied, as his mind reeled with randomness of the situation.

"Let's just go back to sleep and hope it's fixed by morning." Tifa said, hoping that it would all just be a very vivid dream.

"Fine, but if it doesn't... What the hell are we going to do?" He asked.

"We'll just have to pretend." She said, putting her hands on her hips, in a most Tifa like manner.

"Uh... I don't do that, so... If you're going to be me, then you'd better try harder." Cloud said, his brain still not fully comprehending the situation they where in.

"Let's go... I want this nightmare to be over." She said, turning and leaving the bathroom.

Cloud followed, and they both went to their rooms.

"Uh... Cloud? I think we should switch rooms, don't you?" She asked, her voice deeper than she was used to.

"Yeah... I guess so." Cloud said, walking over to Tifa, and entering her room.

Tifa went to Cloud's room, and both slept very fitfully until morning.