Dipper's eyes slowly fluttered open. His head was pounding, and he felt filthy and sweaty. He sat up slowly, realizing he was sitting in a meadow, at the base of a hill. He looked up at the sun, squinting, to see the time of day. He reached up to pull the brim of his hat down to better shield his eyes, but only to realize...
His hat wasn't there.
A couple of feet to his left, lying face down, seemed to be... himself?
What the hell? Am I dreaming or something?
He one else over his body, then rolled it over to view its face. Just as he expected, his face was there and indifferent, sporting the scratch on his jaw he got a few days ago.
Slowly, his body stirred, and his eyes opened, looking bleary and unfocused. He stared down at his body, confused.
Why could he see himself?
He reached down to scratch an itch on his calf and noticed... that he was wearing a skirt. His jaw dropped. He looked down at the muddy yellow sweater and two lumps protruding from his usually flat chest.
He pulled off his headband, and a shower of long, curly brown hair poured over his face.
His body gazed at his panic, looking more bewildered than he did.
"What's happening?!" He shouted, tugging at his sweater.
"I- I don't know..." his body answered, shakily standing to inspect itself.
Mabel watched herself freak out, and she questioned if this was real. She looked down to see clothes that only her twin brother would wear. Her breasts were now flat, and her hair was short. The brim of a familiar blue hat peeked over her eyes.
In unison, the two looked up at each other, both equally frightened and confused, and spoke.
"Did we switch bodies?!"
A/N: Sorry, this was kind of confusing. I didn't want to give away the fact that they switched bodies right away, so I kinda hinted at it until I dropped the bomb. This story will get much better, trust me.
Anyway, I'm going on a week-long vacation starting tomorrow, so expect slow updates for all my stories.
~Unique Pines