Granted Switch

Lance woke up the next morning, only to find himself curled on the couch. He got up and make his way to the bathroom. At first he has to look for it, but it was quite easy to find the bathroom in such a small house. The first thing he did is to wash his face, he then stared at the reflection of himself on the mirror. Amber eyes, long blond hair, nothing has changed. He hasn't get his original body back...

He gritted his teeth and groan in frustration, he slammed his fist against the sink, "Damn..." he hissed as he glared at his own reflection, "What am I suppose to do?"

He was confuse, angry and frustrated, but then he decided there's nothing much he can do. He then began to make his way to the shower. Some cool water could calm him down...

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Bloody-red hair, golden eyes, masculine jaws and body. There's no mistaken that anything that happened yesterday is not a nightmare. She sighed out sadly, "How am I going to get my body back?" She asked herself. She took out her comb and brushed the messy red hair back, "Much better..." She told herself as she checked over herself on the mirror once again.

Chuchu and Pika is suppose to be somewhere in the house, probably, playing around and having fun.

Yellow then make her way downstairs to make herself something for breakfast. She's starving, and there's nothing she would like better than a meal. She went in the kitchen, but that's when she saw Lance there, preparing breakfast.

"... Morning," She said.

Lance spared her a glance from under the messy, wet blonde hair and the white towel. He grunted in reply and did not say anything else. Yellow didn't mind much, she's too starving to think up of anything. She went over to the fridge and open the door, before searching for anything edible. She took her chocolate pocky box, and munch a few, before taking out some fresh vegetables to make salad.

Just then, it clicked. She quickly turned her gaze to Lance, who is now spreading the jam over her bread, "... You took a bath?" She asked.

Lance nodded, "What do you expect? I played in the rain?"

Yellow's mouth gaped open, "... you freakin'ly took a bath!" She almost screamed.

Lance frowned, "Could you keep it down? You're making a scene."

"So you took off all your clothes and, and...!"

Lance nodded as he stared at her with an annoyed look on his face, "Is something wrong with that?"

"B-B-B-But!" She sputtered out the word. The image of Lance in her body, taking a bath. Oh dear Archeus, he's a guy for godness sake! She would've passed out right then and there, but she just froze and stare.

Lance's frown deepened, "You'll be doing the same thing anyway, in my body. What's the big deal?" He said as he brought the bread with peanut butter out to the living room. He flopped on the couch and turned on the TV.

Yellow finds her mouth still gaping open. After a few minute or two, she closed it, "I can't believe this!" She shouted, "We need to switch back, right now!" She said as she approached Lance.

Lance frowned again, "I would've done so if I only know how!"

Yellow look bewildered, "There has to be a way!" She said out loud. She couldn't believe it, how could she never thought of all of these? The image of Lance in her body, touching himself... "Argh!" Yellow cried out as she flushed in the darkest shade of red.

This is not good...

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After Yellow managed to calm down a bit, Lance ordered her to sit on the nearest sofa. They began discussing on how to change their bodies back.

"I think the library references would be good..." Yellow said, "I think they do have some books on magics and all those stuffs..."

"... Well, since you can't go walking around in my body," Lance said, "I think you better stay here and... try to do something useful." He said as he gets his red jacket and wear it, "I'll be searching in the library."

"Hey, that's not fair!" Yellow complained, "I think we need to do it together!"

"Do you want them to catch you or what?" Lance hissed, "I'm not supposed to be here. If they see you here, they'll catch you and throws you to jail. Do you want to suffer through all that?" He asked. Yellow thought for a moment.

But Lance did not need a reply, "Be nice," Was all he said before walking out of the door. Leaving Yellow all alone, again...

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Yellow stared at the clock emptily.

TICK. . TOCK.

# hours has passed ever since Lance left, and its now lunch time. She sighed quietly as she shifted in her seat uncomfortably. Things has gone unexpectedly. How come her life suddenly turns out like this? It's just not fair how thing has turn out. She raised her hand to her eye level. But then again, she can't be selfish. Lance must had feel the same way...

"No, he must be happy. He's in your body! He could do anything now! He might be hurting people now as YOU!" One part of her mind said.

"There's no way he'll do that." The other part said

"What proof do you have?"

"Err... nothing?"

"Good, so shut up!"

Yellow shook the thought out of her head, she must believe in him for now. She has to.

Her mind wanders on what happened last night...

Now, she understand why Lance did all those things in the past. How can he ignored all those pains he felt when he read the mind of pokemons? No, not even she could ignore the pain, the rage, the hatred. She began to wonder, probably, there's a possibility, that Lance isn't as bad as he seems to be?

However, suddenly, there's a knock on the door.

Yellow jumped out of the sofa, "Yellow! I'm here to pick Pika!"

Yellow gasped, Red? She panicked again. She couldn't believe it, how could Red be here? She didn't know what to do. She could only froze in fear.

The knock grew louder, "Yellow?" Red called again, "Are you home?"

Yellow couldn't say anything, she knew if she did, she'll only make a big mistake. However so suddenly, came the urge to just go, open the door and explain everything to him. Why not? Red is her trusted friend, her crush... She could believe in him, right? But then, came the images of the worst scenarios... what if Red rejects him? What if he said he don't care? What will the become of her?

Unknowingly, tears began to welled up in her eyes. She's scared... what if... what will happen if... but then again, if she didn't do this...

She's too confused and scared to move. The tear rolled down her cheek. 'Red... Please, open the door... and say that you'll... you'll...'

"She must be away..." Yellow could hear him say, "Well, I guess I can come back later..."

Yellow could hear the sound of his footsteps on the front porch. He's leaving. Yellow froze in her position for a good five minute, before she slumped down on the floor, crying, "Red..."

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After much wandering, Lance finally found the library. He went in the huge, white, medieval building, and was quickly greeted by huge racks of books in a dome-shaped room with high ceiling. He went over to the history section, and began skimming for the book which could have got the answer he needs. But after hours of searching, he could find nothing. He grumbled in annoyance as he picked up another book. He didn't know how much book he has picked, probably hundreds... but he still has to find the right one...

Just then, the librarian approached him, "Something I could help you with, Lance?" She asked.

Lance glanced up to her, "Yeah, I guess I am looking for..." But then he abruptly stop. Wait, did she just call him with 'Lance'? But isn't he in Yellow's body now? So shouldn't people be calling him 'Yellow'? He turned his gaze from the book on his hand to her.

The pink-haired librarian smiled to him, "What were you looking for?"

Lance closed to book in his hand and shoved it back to the shelf, "Who are you?" He hissed.

The girl smiled as she leaned over to one of the shelf, "I like this place... it's so quite, and it has this jazzy atmosphere, don't you think so?"

Lance glared at her dangerously, "... I said, who are you?"

The girl sighed, "You're always like that Lance... impatient, and rude. Well, let me tell you one thing, my name is Alicia, the guardian of the Viridian forest."

"... WTH?"

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"You see Lance," Alicia said as she approached her. As she did so, her light-blue robe rustles elegantly, "I don't think you have to search further. I think you should stop searching."

Lance's eyes narrowed, "Why?"

Alicia smiled, "... Because I'm the one who switch your bodies."

There was an awkward silence as Lance try to think of something logical. It then click on him, "... Then, switch us back!" He demanded as he fold his arms. He should admit he had never heard of anything related to Viridan Forest's Guardian, and he doubt that one exists. But then fact that this girl is standing right in front of him and knows everything that happened to him, then...

Alicia shook her head, "I'm not doing it now, Lance. I have plans, for you and her."

Lance's frown deepens, "What do you mean?"

Alicia smiled, "Well, you see Lance. First thing off, let's start with Yellow. We both know she's a nice girl, and all... And now, let's move on with you!" She quickly shifted the topic, "You are rough, reckless, rude, arrogant guy who works extra hard for his dream. You both, NEVER get along."

Lance snorted, "That's obvious..."

"Well, I want you to get along, so that's why I'm doing this."

"Are you kidding me?" Lance began to feel the rage burning inside him. Is she for real?

She waggles her finger, "Lance, I suggest you stop searching and began making up with her. All you need to do is to at least show some respect for her!"

Lance stared at her as if she just told him that a Dragonite is not a dragon pokemon, "What the Heck are you talking about?"

Alicia smiled playfully, "Have fun! I'll switch you back when I feel like it!"

Lance gave her a murderous look, "Wait!" He shouted after her. But Alicia turned around on her heels and suddenly faded away and disappear. Lance blinked, and stared for a moment. He gritted his teeth and began to look furiously around the library for her. But he could find nothing.

She disappear, without a trace.

"Damnit!"