Disclaimer:I don't own X-Men:Evolution, just myself (Called Molly Callum in 'fics.)
and any original characters/background characters that might pop up from time to time.

AN: I have to say this might be one of my best written stories yet. It was hard, but fun. I hope you like reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Molly woke up. Her head was pounding and her body felt overheated. She heard voices around her. Voices that weren't familiar.
Her eyes snapped open and she became alert. Something didn't seem right.

She sat up. This was not her room. It certainly didn't smell like her room. The walls were grey and there was a single dresser.
The floor was covered in fur and dirt...and rotting meat. The bed was filthy, there were stains all over the room.
Molly fought back the urge to gag at the smell permeating the room when she looked around further. Claw marks on the walls, a very dirty bathroom off to the right, a big foot locker on the far side of the room.

It wasn't just her surroundings that were strange. Molly herself felt different. She could feel her hair was much longer,
she felt bulkier, and her _teeth_ felt very strange.
Molly looked down and her suspicious were confirmed.
"It has to be a dream. This is just a really-aw, crap," She said in Sabertooths voice.

Molly ran to the mirror and saw Sabertooths' huge, muscular body staring back at her. She fought back a scream and just let out a small "Eep!" instead. This meant he was in her body. Great. Just great.

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victor woke up feeling out of sorts. Much less hairy, with shorter hair. His eyes looked over to the sound of an alarm clock. He did not own an alarm clock. He bolted upright and looked around. This wasn't his room-this wasn't even Magneto's base. It was the X-Men's mansion!

He didn't really care how he'd ended up here, but he could do some damage. From the weird feeling he was getting, he'd probably switched bodies with someone. He noticed immediately that person was female. A little annoying, but a minor set back. Before a rampage of destruction was in order, he had to use the bathroom.
He had a vague idea of where it was since he'd been inside a few times.

Afterwards He looked in the mirror, wondering whose body he had ended up in.
"WHAT? NO! NOOOO!" He punched the mirror expecting it to shatter, but instead he just hurt his hand. He hurt his hand, he couldn't believe it!
This...Molly, was it? She was incredibly weak. Sabertooth knew he had to find a way to get his old body back.

He went and got dressed-sort of. He had to dig for something that would fit his usual 'style'.
He ended up with a black vest, a brown shirt and jeans.

Victor tromped downstairs. He was all set to go and fix this mess when he smelled bacon. Molly's stomach growled and he realized it would be better to go out on a full stomach then to go hungry.

"Interesting look," one of the kids said.

Victor just grunted at him. He took a seat and grabbed some food.
Lots of food. Why not take advantage of the situation?

"Uh, Petite? That's bacon...and sausage," Gambit said.

"So?" Victor said, scarfing it down.
He vaguely remembered Gambit and the squirt were together now.
If Gambit tried to be romantic, Victor decided he'd end up with a broken arm. Or worse.

"So yesterday you were a vegetarian. What gives?" Gambit said.

"I quit. Bacon tastes good," Victor huffed, shoveling down his food.
It slowly occurred to him that if he was going to fit in, he might have to act the part. Normally he wouldn't care, but if the X-Men got suspicious,
who knows what they would do to him? In this small, weak body, he wouldn't stand a chance against anything. All in all, that would be difficult since he had no clue what Molly was like. He'd never taken the phrase, 'Know your enemy' to heart. He decided to eat a little slower.

"Um, okay," Gambit said, "If that's what you want."
Victor suddenly remembered Gambit's real name was Remy.
That was crucial, since it would've been odd to call him Gambit all the time.

"Uhh...well you know, they're just animals," Victor said.
The whole table froze, staring at her.

Must have been the wrong thing to say.
"Whaaat?" the girl in the ponytail shrieked, "Molly, what happened?
What are you saying?"

Victor had to think fast. "Look, everyone else eats meat so it's a crime if I eat it too?
Why is everyone so upset? I don't understand."

"She's right," Remy said, "Everyone just leave her alone and let her eat. Maybe Molly can explain it better later Kitty. Being a vegetarian isn't for everyone."

Victor relaxed. Maybe Remy could be useful.

Breakfast finished and they stood up. Victor started to leave, but Remy grabbed his arm.
"Where are you going? We've got training and _I'm_ heading the session. Maybe the teacher will give his favorite student special treatment?" Remy looked flirty.
Victor yanked his arm away. "Listen...you ever think about us not going out?"

Remy looked quizzical. "It's only been a few weeks. You're just nervous. We worked too hard for this. We'll go out later and I'll show you that we can have lots of fun together.
I love you very much, you know that."

Victor thought a moment. He had to be convincing. He felt sick, but he had to be as good as the real Molly. "I...I love you too," He forced a smile.

Remys face fell. "What?"

"Are you deaf? I mean, I love you too...sweetie," Victor said slowly.
If they were going out, she had to love him, right? It seemed like most women did.

Remy's face went from shock to joy in seconds. He picked Mollys body up and twirled it around in a hug. Victor tried not to struggle. "I didn't think it would be this soon, but that's fantastic! I love you! I love you so much Molly!"
Remy set him down and Victor felt relieved. "Right after the session we'll do something really fun!" Remy ran off ecstatic, looking like he'd start doing back flips or something.

Victor resigned himself to going through the rest of the day. Maybe this would be a way to find out where that information was hidden. They'd tried the not-so-subtle approach before. Perhaps this was what they needed to get the upper hand.

He went back to Molly's room and found her uniform. Put it on. He found his way to the Danger Room in no time. The training was probably going to be easy enough. He hoped.