Ok, so here's what happens. Basically Rumples is in a bad mood and is sick of Emma's lap dogs, Hook and Mad Hatter, basically making a mess of a town that finally settled down so he decides to do something about it. For his own enjoyment and to teach the boys a lesson he swaps their bodies, hilarity ensues. T for safety, rating may change.
Dedicated to my room mate LiluraPS.
And just a reminder, I own nothing. However, I would like to own Hook. If someone can make that happen shoot me a message, but until someone does just know I'm a broke college student writing this because my room mate asked me to and I'm not making any money from it.

This first chapter might be a little dull, since I am beginning at an imagined ended for the series there is a lot of set up involved so please stay with me for the prologue, after that we will get into the actual storyline, I just want to make sure you know where I'm coming from.

Prologue:

Storybrooke was never going to be the same again. That much was for sure, and not everyone was happy with the outcome. Cora was defeated, but not dead, that was perhaps the thing that frustrated people the most… well that and the fact that Regina still wandered around town free and clear didn't help either.

The town had begun to pick up its pieces, embracing the duality of their existence having been from a land of fairytales now fully adjusted to the life and comfort of the modern world, made even more comfortable now that magic was introduced again, though that did pose some problems. There was bringing the remnant of fairytale land into the modern world and teaching them how to live in it, and of course there was the rehabilitation for the villains of fairytale land, all of which was done through the Evil Regal Rehabilitation Center begun by, who better, Archie Hopper. He worked to help the newcomers, such as Mulan and Aurora, adjust to their new world and lifestyle as well as helping Cora and Regina come to terms with their struggles for love, their own twisted relationship, and of course the darker roots of their magic. While Cora was under complete surveillance Regina seemed to have taken the entire situation in stride, though Henry helped. Henry gave her something to strive for as she was given enough psychological clearance to be able to return to her own home, and have visitation with her adopted son. Their relationship was much better as well, now that she was keeping her promises, even refusing to use magic outside the Evil Regal Center where she was learning, slowly, how to put it to better use.

Emma was, surprisingly, okay with it all, after having a consultation with Archie that is, who informed her that it was good for there to be a relationship between her son and the woman who raised him for his entire life. What she wasn't so sure she was okay with was Henry learning magic.

With Storybrooke embracing its fairytale roots as well as its new world there were a lot of new things the children of the town needed to learn. Like magic, a course taught once a week by none other than a reformed Mr. Gold, reformed mostly at least. Belle had forced him into rehabilitation at Evil Regal herself, and he succeeded in his new role… most of the time. Enough to talk Belle into moving back in with him and out of Granny's, though not always enough to keep himself out of trouble enough to keep from having to sleep at his shop at least once every couple of weeks.

Perhaps the biggest adjustment, though, came from Hook who, while still not on the best of terms with Mr. Gold, was able to put aside his vengeance kick. He had bigger things in mind. Bigger treasures to get his hands… err… hand and hook on. Things like a pretty blonde Sherriff who was the first woman to be able to give him a run for his money in a long time. She was able to show him up time and time again. But she wasn't the only one. There was also that blasted, bloody Mad Hatter fellow who kept bumbling in at the worst moments, stealing her attention. He was getting tired of the same routine of hat tricks and smiles so odd it was impossible for Hook to tell whether they were supposed to be creepy or charming. They seemed to be charming. This, he decided, had to end. He was going to have to take matters into his own hands.