Author's Notes: Once again, to clear up confusion, the only thing that body swapped characters keep is their name. That means their new genders/physical features etc. will be referred to as their own.

Disclaimer: Team Dragon Star does not own Dragonball.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Sighing, Goku reached out towards the ringing phone. It sounded like it wasn't going to stop anytime soon, and Chichi probably wasn't going to pick it up.

Somewhat surprised, Goku found that his hand wasn't touching anything... just empty air. Still too tired to bother opening his eyes, he drowsily reached out further, finally making contact with the phone.

It felt slightly funny and oddly shaped, but he put if off as simply his brain being weird. He was tired so that was to be expected. Opening his eyes and pushing the green answer button, Goku sat up and pressed the phone against his ear, somehow managing to capture his hair in between the phone and his ear too.

Letting out a tired sigh, he pulled the phone away from his ear before he ran his fingers through his hair; attempting to manually spike it up into its normal state. However it was to no avail, as it tumbled down mere seconds later. Now frustrated, he decided to worry about it later and finally answered the phone.

"Hello?" He said, noting his voice was slightly higher than normal. He could vaguely recall that one of Gohan's textbooks had said something along the lines of voices being higher... or lower in the morning; Goku had paid it no mind.

"Hello?" Someone answered on the other line. "It's me, Eighteen."

"Oh hey Eighteen! Long time, no see!" Goku said, his mood suddenly brightening. It had been a while, at least a month or two since he'd last seen her, never mind spoken to her.

"Yeah, I know Bulma. Anyways onto the-"

"I can't believe you didn't recognise my voice, Eighteen. And I only came back from the dead a couple months ago too!"

"-important things... wait, what? … Goku?"

"You know it," he beamed, brightly. "So what're you calling for? Chichi's probably cooking breakfast." He could almost swear that he heard a loud groan on the other side of the line.

"... shouldn't have expected you to realise. Anyway, Goku, what I'm about to tell you is very important."

"Alright," he said, taking on a slightly more serious attitude. "What's up?"

"Well, first of all, do you have a mirror?"

Scanning the room, Goku was surprised to see that it wasn't the one that he was used to. Instead it was a much more spacious and luxurious one in comparison to his own rather modest one. Confused now, Goku began to wonder where exactly was he. Thus his mind easily digressed for one second too long until Eighteen repeated her question, gaining his attention once more.

"Hellooooo, Goku! Do you have a mirror?"

Luckily though, this time he managed to spot an open door to what looked like a bathroom.

"Yeah, I think so. Give me a sec," he said, getting off the bed, finding that he'd gone to bed wearing some weird fluffy robe, the night before. While he was slightly confused, he figured it best to not pay too much attention so as to avoid getting yelled at by Eighteen as he proceeded to the bathroom.

Walking into the bathroom, he heard Eighteen's voice ring out in alarm before he looked towards the mirror.

"Hang on! Goku, don't look in the mirror yet."

"Why not?" He winced slightly at the loud tone which her voice took on, as he questioned her.

"Just trust me. Now close your eyes."

"... Okay," he did as she instructed, figuring it wouldn't hurt to give her the benefit of the doubt. All he was doing was looking into a mirror after all.

"Now, I want you to take a deep breath."

Only after he made a deep inhaling and exhaling noise, did she continue.

"You're going to open your eyes on the count of three, but you're going to stay calm. Okay? Can you do that for me?"

"Sure," said the Saiyan. It wouldn't hurt to play along, and hey, what did he have to lose?

"One... two... and three."

Opening his eyes, he was surprised to see a somewhat-young looking blue haired woman staring back at him. Almost immediately recognising it as his lifelong friend, Goku only had a few words to express what was going through his mind at the moment.

"What... the... heck?" He... or rather she was in pure shock. This couldn't be happening.

"Goku? Are you still there?" Eighteen's voice came through, somewhat on-edge and still a little alarmed.

"Yeah, but I d-"

"Who do you see in the mirror, Goku? I'll explain everything else after you tell me."

"It could be that Maron girl that Krilln told me about. He said she looked a lot like Bulma; or it's Bulma. I think it's Bulma though..." He could almost swear that he heard Eighteen let out a great sigh of relief.

"Alright... You've probably figured this out by now, but in case you haven't Goku; you're now in Bulma's body. Don't panic, you're not the only one. For some reason, a few people have swapped around. Krillin's in the old pervert's body, while-"

"Hahaha," Goku laughed rather loudly, despite the situation. Krillin in Master Roshi's body; now that was something to die for! Settling down as he was met with eerie silence on the other side, Goku apologised, "Sorry."

"Yeah, yeah, very funny. Anyway, Krillin's in Roshi's body, some stranger is in Krillin's body and Vegeta is in Marron's body."

"V-Vegeta?" Goku almost trembled, attempting to contain him-or rather-herself. "In Marron's body?" Being in Bulma's body, that was sort of funny if she was to look at it from another person's perspective... but Vegeta... in Marron's body... Her sides began to hurt at the very thought of it.

"Goku... this isn't all fun and games! For some reason people are in different bodies and if the swaps aren't direct swaps it means that Marron could be in anyone's body! She's just four! What if she ended up inside the body of a gangster or something, Goku?"

"Oh..." Goku said, once again regaining a serious composure. "Sorry about that, but what do you know about the situation?"

"Well, if I'd had to take a guess, it looks like somehow the bodies of people with higher Ki's and weaker ones are being swapped around. Vegeta's in Marron's body, and then you're in Bulma's."

"I guess, but Marron and Bulma aren't really the weakest on Earth, are they? They've got pretty strong Ki signatures for humans don't they? I'm not too sure about Marron but I know that Vegeta tried to get Bulma into fighting. It didn't really work out, but she's not really weak." Goku interrupted. Despite his normal carefree outlook on life, when the situation called for it Goku could easily adopt a serious demeanor. And at the moment, that's what he needed to do; no matter how ridiculous or dream-like the circumstances felt.

"Hmm... I didn't really think of that to be honest but you're right about Marron. She started begging Krillin to teach her some stuff after the whole Buu thing... perhaps only specific people are being targeted then?"

...

It hadn't been long since Videl had learned to fly, but she had almost forgotten what it felt like to have the wind rush against her face. Since she had learned to fly, Videl had always forgone the use of her jetcopter, and she regretted it now. She wanted to get to Gohan as soon as possible, but that same sentiment shot her concentration to hell and made flying impossible.

Videl was worried since something didn't add up. The fact that she was possibly working with missing information gave her an unusual, almost uncomfortable feeling in her stomach. She was almost positive something was wrong.

After all, why had Chichi sounded so weird? It was almost as if the sound of her own voice was foreign to her, like she suddenly had no idea how to use it anymore. It didn't make any sense. She hadn't known Chichi for too long a time, but she had never heard the older woman sound... so... urgent.

Videl couldn't ponder anymore on the subject though; she would have her answer soon enough. She could see the distinctive dome of the Son Residence poke out through the thick canopy of trees that surrounded the cozy house. Glancing at her watch, she found that she had arrived to Gohan's house in a little under an hour. Hopefully, it wasn't too late to save him, but it was the best she could do.

Videl landed a little into the forest that surrounded the Son Residence, rather than right in the backyard. If there was some kind of an enemy; she didn't want to give them any chance to know she was there. She walked through the forest at a sedate jog, her heart thumping in her chest. She held her breath, without knowing it herself, as she waited to see what predicament her beloved had gotten into.

Breaking through the tree line, her heartbeat rose and she could feel a panic attack coming on. She couldn't spot anyone anywhere, the house looked bare and devoid of any life from the outside. There was no sound of constant battles being fought by utensils and pots, no smoke rising from the chimney, and no sound of Goten running around in ever-present glee.

It seemed odd... that was sure. Just to be safe, she drew her now-clenched fists to her shoulders as she concentrated; attempting to sense the Ki of those within the house.

Gohan had taught her a little while ago and she'd only just gotten into distinguishing different Ki patterns. Thankfully, she'd taken note of the majority of the Son household's Ki signatures earlier so she had a vague idea of what to go by.

Frowning, she found nothing out of the ordinary... Gohan, Chichi and Goten. No Goku, but the three of them seemed to be there and she couldn't detect another significant presence for about a mile's radius. While that eased some of the tension from her back, Videl decided to make certain that all was well as she marched forwards towards the house, breathing heavily.

She almost stumbled past the side of the circular house. Upon arriving, her heavy breaths evaporated into a relieved sigh as she caught sight of Gohan. Running towards him with a bright smile on her face, VIdel quickly enveloped the larger boy in a hug.

As her mind raced, thanking every deity looking upon her, she attempted to peck him on the cheek with her lips. It would've been beyond cruel to not be able to every touch his skin with her lips ever again, but fortunately that wasn't the case.

However, she never anticipated nor saw the small shove that soon came her way. Luckily, she managed to balance herself just enough to stay standing afterwards.

"Gohan, wha-?" She tried to ask, tears threatening to leak out of her eyes. What was wrong with him?

"I'm not Gohan, dear." Somehow, Gohan's voice sounded wrong to her ears. It sounded too high and estranged, and occasionally cracked; as if he was a young boy going through puberty.

Videl's danger senses immediately flared for some reason... he wasn't sick. At least she didn't think he was since his composure looked perfectly normal.

...

At that moment, as Videl was about to break down in tears over the rejection, Gohan came running out of the house as fast as she could. Having heard the scuffle, she wasn't too sure what her... son... would say to Videl. Nevertheless, she wanted to be there to make sure things didn't get out of hand or anything.

Seeing Videl's warped face, she almost instantly knew things had gone wrong. Running up to the girl, she quickly placed both hands on her shoulders - noting the dramatically reduced difference in height between the two of them.

"Videl, thank God you're alright!" Upon receiving a confused stare from the girl, Gohan squirmed awkwardly.

"Listen Videl," she gulped. Gohan really didn't know how Videl would react to her explanation, especially since she didn't know what was actually going on himself. "Something weird's going on... you probably won't believe me, but for some reason people are swapping bodies. My mum and I, then Goten and Trunks... we just found out ourselves a little while ago."

"What?" The Satan girl simply gave him an even more confused look. "Oh and Chichi, what was with the urgency? Gohan loo-"

"Hang on," Gohan said holding out a hand to silence his... friend. "I'm really confused here too, but I'll try and break this down for you. I'm not Chichi, I'm Gohan. For some reason my mum and I swapped bodies..."

"Swapped bodies?" Videl raised a skeptical eyebrow.

"As in I'm Gohan but in my mum's body, and my mum's in my body," she said, trying to make her voice as Gohan-like as possible to persuade Videl.

"Uh-huh," Videl nodded, somewhat unbelievingly. At least she was going to let her continue.

"And Trunks, here," she said, gesturing to Goten... or rather Trunks - he was still confused about that, "seems to have swapped with Goten."

"Chichi, I don't know if you're feeling alright and all, but now's really not the time for jokes!" Gohan winced as Videl berated her. "I was worried sick - I thought something had happened to Gohan and you guys, but I guess you guys decided to play a big joke on me. Body swapping... what kind of an idiot do you guys take me for?"

It was kind of strange to watch Videl go off on a rant, not unlike her mother... or son. Trying to grasp such in her mind made Gohan's head ache.

"Trust me, I'm not kidding. How can I prove it to you?" The massive grin on Videl's face did nothing to calm her nerves.

"Where did we have our first kiss, Gohan?"

...

Author's Notes: Once again, apologies for the lapse in updating. For those that are really confused, here's a list of all the changes as of this chapter:

Krillin - Roshi

Cuilt - Krillin

Gohan - Chichi

Chichi - Gohan

Goku - Bulma

Vegeta - Marron

Bulma - Piccolo

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