A/N: Hey, y'all. How you been? I've been re-watching Superfruit constantly because I'm obsessed! You don't care about me, though. You came to read Scomiche fanfiction. Again, thank y'all so much for reading this far. I plan big things! Suggestions and comments would be fabulous of y'all. This is a slightly longer update but not as long as the last. Do y'all want longer or shorter updates?

"That was fun." Scott commented.

"It was. We should do that more often." Mitch said.

"Totally." A long silence filled the room until a meow and splash was heard from the kitchen. Mitch and Scott rushed in to find Wyatt by his water bowl drenched and unhappy. They both chuckled before Mitch grabbed a towel, wrapping it around the feline. He purred at the sudden warmth. Once Mitch was content that he was dry enough he kissed his head before placing him down again.

"Silly kitty." He chuckled. "I'm going to bed now. Night Scott." He called when he walked into his room. Scott was about to follow him but a wave of fatigue washed over him and he too felt the need to sleep.

Scott stretched as he woke from his sleep. He remembered the events from the night before. Kissing Mitch was the first thing he remembered. He smiled contently. A scream sounded from the bathroom. Scott quickly jumped out of bed. Wait, he was in Mitch's bed? No matter, that scream didn't sound like Mitch but someone was distressed, Mitch could be in trouble. He darted out of the door into the bathroom. What he saws stopped him dead in his tracks. He gasped. Scott was staring at…himself. Not a reflection, his own body, although taller.

"Hello?" He called to the other Scott. Why is my voice so high? Wait, I know this voice. The other Scott, who had produced the scream, turned suddenly and looked distraught. He screamed upon the sight of Scott, making him jump.

"Who are you? What have you done with Scott?" The other Scott backed down in fear. "And why do you have my body?" Scott had never been more confused. This must've been a dream. He pinched himself hard but nothing.

"I don't know what's going on, but clearly you're as confused as I am. I am the real Scott." He said calmly, his unusually high voice seemed to be soothing to himself.

"Scott?" The taller man said. Scott realised.

"Mitch?" Scott called, hoping that his best friend was there.

"Thank God. What the fuck is going on?" Mitch asked. He looked close to crying.

"I think we….switched bodies or something." Scott hated how stupid that sounded, even though it came from Mitch's voice. He looked in the bathroom mirror and saw Mitch staring back at him.

"Why?" Mitch was horrified.

"I don't know, Mitchie but I'll always be here." Scott attempted a smile.

"Even though you're me, I find that very comforting, thanks Scott." They both stared in the mirror. Scott started smiling, and then Mitch joined him. They erupted into laughter. Mitch's back pocket vibrated and he stopped laughing to answer it. Kirstie sent a text.

Hey. I think we should talk about that kiss last night. ;)

Now isn't really a good time.

Really why?

Actually never mind. Scott is just worried about something.

But aren't you Scott? Mitch did you take Scott's phone?

Yeah. Haha. I'm a rebel. So, let's talk about that kiss. It was so good! Mitch is an amazing kisser and I want more.

Haha. Funny. But seriously what was that about?

What? I kissed him.

On the lips.

I know.

Why?

You asked us to.

We thought you'd refuse.

Like you did with Avi?

Shut up. Did you enjoy it?

Duh! It's Scott!

What?

Oh, shit! I just typed without thinking.

Screenshot! Thanks, Mitchie. You're the best. Blackmail!

Kirst! Delete them or I swear to God you'll feel my wrath!

I'm so scared!

You should be. Bye girl. I'd watch your back : D

Bye Mitchell. I'll be sure to be safe.

"Who you texting?" Scott asked.

"Kirstie." Mitch's voice was not his and it felt weird.

"What'd she say?" Hearing your own voice ask you things adds to the pressure.

"She wanted to talk about the….kiss." The two tensed at their reminder of the event and their eyes widened. Scott smiled. Even though Mitch was in his body he still had the same traits and that glint of shyness in his eyes even though he was totally confident around Scott. The brunette that was now Scott smiled. Mitch looked down at himself and matched his smile. "What?" He chuckled.

"It's funny watching you inside me." Scott giggled in his high, angelic voice. Mitch was watching him barely able to contain his laughter. "What?"

"'It's funny watching you inside me'?" Mitch quoted Scott's word and he quickly realised his choice of words.

"I meant watching you inside my body- I mean your soul in my physical being." He said his words quickly.

"Are you sure?" Mitch asked seductively. Scott quickly joined on. He loved playing this game. He threw his head back.

"Daddy." He breathed. He didn't feel awkward saying it to his own body. Mitch groaned.

"Damn, you sound sexy when I control the sounds you make." The now blonde smirked. He then frowned.

"Mitch?" Scott asked.

"How long will we be stuck like this? And why have we even switched bodies? We need to call the others." Mitch panicked.

"I don't know why or for how long we'll be like this but I'm not sure we should tell the others. Would they believe us?"

"We could prove it. Kirstie has told me things and I've told her things. We trust each other." Mitch really wanted to be in his own body and wanted to stare at Scott with his own eyes, rather than a mirror, acting like he usually did.

"Maybe."

"Please, Scott. I really want as much help as possible." Scott couldn't resist Mitch, even though it was his voice asking him.

"Alright. We'll go drive to Kirstie's. Luckily we decided not to strip last night." He said and the two giggled as they walked to the door, Scott grabbing his keys in his small hands. Everything looked different in Mitch's perspective. It looked slightly larger and his smaller frame made him slightly more nervous. He was scared that he'd damage Mitch's body in any way. Scott found it a little more difficult to drive due to his legs, arms and height being more petite. Once arrived at their destination they knocked on the door, maybe a bit too hard.

"One second." Kirstie shouted. They waited a few moments before the door was opened. "Hi guys. What's up?" The boys tried to smile politely but Kirstin noticed their edginess. "What is it?" Her smile faded along with Scott and Mitch's.

"Can we come in?" Scott said.

"Sure." She stepped out of the doorway and signalled them in. She closed the door and they sat on the couch.

"We have a problem." Mitch stated. "When I woke up this morning I found myself in Scott's bed, but he wasn't anywhere, but I brushed it off. I walked to the bathroom to style my hair and makeup but when I looked in the mirror…" He took a deep breath and released it in attempts to prepare himself. "And saw Scott looking back." Kirstie tilted her head in confusion. I screamed and I saw myself running in. Turns out it was Scott in my body. We've switched bodies."

"What? You had me worried. Haha." She thought of this as a prank and smiled as she rolled her powdered eyes.

"This isn't a joke." Scott said. Kirstie looked at them slightly frustrated.

"We can prove it." Mitch said, trying to defend his claim.

"Ok, prove it, then." She shifted. Mitch cleared his throat.

"I…can't do it in front of Scott." He whispered, leaning closer to Kirstin.

Sorry if the whole 'Scott' and 'Mitch' thing is confusing now they've swapped. When I refer to Scott, it's Scott's mind in Mitch's body, and when I refer to Mitch, it's Mitch's mind in Scott's body. When I refer to physical features, e.g 'the now blonde' I'm referring to Mitch, who now has Scott's blonde hair and vice versa. Make sense? I hope so. Love y'all.