Ditto for a Favor?

Around the corner of the Goldenrod department store, Green was leaning back against the wall as Blue peeked around, making sure no one could see them.

"So… what did you need, Blue?" The light-brown haired boy asked.

"Well… I was wondering if you could maybe do me a tiny little favor…?" the darker-brown haired girl asked, almost pleadingly.

Green stared at her, giving her a silent "so what?" with his eyes.

"You see… I was thinking, could I… you know, borrow your Alakazam? Just for a day!" She gave him the sad puppy eyes, "I'll even lend you my Ditty, so please…?"

He gave it a moment's thought, then nodded. "Fine. I'm not using it anyway. I'll get him from the PC later."

Blue then hugged him and with a cute voice said, "Thank you so much, Green! You're such a life saver!"

He grunted as he politely pushed Blue off of him to preserve his personal space.

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Meanwhile, inside the department store with Gold and Yellow…

"Okay, so that plan didn't work out. We may have jumped the gun there." The black-haired boy pondered, adjusting his straw hat.

"You think…?!" Yellow responded, nearly devastated. "You almost completely ruined it! If he knew I liked him, he… he would've…" She holds her face, evidently still embarrassed.

"Laughed at you? Please. We both know he's too nice to do that." Gold responded.

"But… I can't just tell him now! It's embarrassing…"

Gold huffed a sigh as he began rethinking his plans. "Hmm… okay, so instead… let's take this one step at a time."

"Huh…?" She looked up at him, wondering what was on his mind.

"Your personality. We need you to be more casual, like me." He pointed at himself on cue, giving her a snarky smirk.

"Umm… but, d… ude, that… takes a lot of effort from me…"

"Like I said, one step at a time. Let's practice, alright?"

"Okay…" the girl responded nervously.

The two spent the afternoon practicing lines back and forth, until Yellow was finally able to quote Gold without a hitch or any sign of hesitation. Once they got to this point, Gold called their "meeting" off for the day, and both returned to their homes in Goldenrod city as the sun began to set.

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Unbeknownst to them, Blue had followed them on their way back, being careful not to be seen by either of them. Soon after the sun fully set and the sky became blanketed in black, Blue snuck up to one of the windows of Gold's apartment (the Kanto dex holders had decided to live in the city during their stay in Johto, while Gold opted to room next to them and be their tour guide). Gold could be seen sleeping in his bed, his arm lazily hanging off the side of the bed as he snored inaudibly. The straw hat he was wearing earlier that day- Yellow's hat- was laying face down on top of his desk.

"Perfect, he's asleep… and so is Yellow," she whispers to herself, recalling seeing Yellow in a similar state in her apartment. Blue carefully held up a pokéball in her hand, a small Alakazam appearing through the red transparent cover of the ball.

"Go, Alakazam… remember what I told you? Now's the time…" Green's Alakazam, temporarily in Blue's possession, nodded to the brunette in understanding before being quietly released from its pokéball.

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Another bright and sunny day in Goldenrod city. The streets were booming, the radio was playing its usual shows, today was a good day like any other. Gold grumpily pushed himself off of his bed, sleepily rubbing his eyes as he went to grab the straw hat he left on his desk. He stopped, caught in surprise. The straw hat was gone. It was replaced by his own cap instead. "Huh. Did she come by and replace it?" the boy thought.

He then walked over to the bathroom, deciding to take a quick shower before heading out for the day. Immediately, he paused, staring at himself in the mirror.

He didn't have black hair anymore; it was blonde, with way more bangs than he usually had. It was longer too, in fact, much longer, with a long ponytail hanging behind him to boot. He had on a plain, tan-colored dress with green trims, and he could see a yellow tunic and blue pants hanging from the towel rack to his left.

"What…" he started, too shocked to finish his thought.

"WHAT?!"

Almost at the same time, Yellow had gotten up from her own bed and saw herself in her mirror, staring in disbelief. "…No way…"

"I… I-I'm… Gold…?" Her eyebrows crooked and tilted asymmetrically as she pulled on the large tuft of hair hanging over her left eye, it bouncing back up like a rubber band, then felt against her chest and legs. "Oh no…"

She rushed to grab her Pokégear and searched for Gold's (or rather her) contact, pausing when she saw the contact name: "Straw Hat Girl."

"Great… he even calls me it on his Pokégear too… wait, that's not important!" She shakes her head then hits the speed dial button, placing the gadget to her ear and mentally crossing her fingers.

Just as Gold was about to pick up his Pokégear and do the same thing, he got a call from the small device. He opened it up and saw it was from Gold, or well, Yellow rather. He pressed the confirm button faster than he's ever pushed a button in his life.

"Yellow?!"

"Gold?!"

They interrupted each other in their rush to talk, and thus paused trying to decide who should talk first.

"Yellow, uh, we got a problem."

"I noticed…"

"Yeah, change of plans, meet me at my apartment, ASAP."

"Okay…" Before she could finish, the call had been ended from the other side.

"So Gold's—my apartment…? He never said…"

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After a few quick minutes, Gold heard knocking on his apartment door. Without even checking through the peephole, he opened it right away to see himself on the other side.

"Sweet, you made it! C'mon, hurry in before anyone sees us." He ushered her inside the room and quickly shut the door.

Yellow, who was currently in Gold's body, stared at the boy as she seemed to be thinking of something. Gold noticed this and asked, "What?"

"Um… I was just thinking… why are you still in that nightgown…?"

Gold paused, realizing two things. One, this was a nightgown? And two, how could this girl be even more dense than Red himself at times? He stammered but eventually tried to explain, "And what then, see your bra and panties unadulterated? I didn't know you were that into me, Yellow." He gave a sly smirk with a suggestive lowering of his eyebrows.

The girl took a moment to piece together what he was saying, then a mad blush spread to her face. "W-w-wait, don't do that! Please don't do that, I take it back!"

"Take what back…?" Gold couldn't help but continue to tease the poor girl.

She only whimpered in response and covered her face in her hands, not wanting to deal with this anymore.

"Woah, okay, okay, I'm sorry, alright? Chill…" Gold desperately tried to reverse whatever damage he had caused by his perverted comments.

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After a few more minutes passed, Yellow had regained her composure.

"Okay, so let's get this straight here. You're me now, and I'm you?" The now-blonde pointed at his former body with a doubtful expression on his face. His voice, although exactly the same as Yellow's, was hoarser as he struggled to speak with a deeper tone.

"I think so… I'm confused too…" Yellow responded, scratching the back of her head nervously. Her voice was much deeper than she was used to, and she spoke with a lighter tone—as light as she could make it, anyway.

"How'd this happen? Just yesterday we were messing around, and then this…"

Yellow remained silent, lost in thought.

"Wait… now that I think about it…" Gold started, "Wasn't Blue givin' us some kinda weird look? Like, when I was dragging you away from them, I was looking back and noticed… she had like, this scary face on her…" Eerily reminded me of Silver, eek.

"Um… it wouldn't be the first time she did something like this…" Yellow fiddled with her fingers nervously.

"So it was her that did this. We just gotta find her and pry it out of her!" The blonde smacked his fist into his palm with a battle-ready face.

Seeing herself acting this way was odd. Very… odd. "But where is she…?"

"Green. Let's go ask Green."

"But—what about…?! Won't he find out what happened…?"

"So? This is much more important! We gotta find her and get this fixed up, because I am not spending the rest of my life in this immature body! I'll never be able to hit up on girls like this!" He clutches his head, shaking back and forth.

Should she be offended, or ask who he wanted to "hit up?" After the last round of teasing she got from the boy, she decided to opt for neither, instead just nodding. "Yeah… let's go."

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Author's Note: And that was chapter two of "Roleplay." Since I didn't add much else author's notes to the last chapter (excluding the introduction), I'll talk a bit more here. Things are obviously getting more interesting now, with the "personality swap" trope really showing through. Regarding this chapter and all future ones, hopefully I don't take the characters too OOC. Being stuck in each other's bodies would obviously be an unusual situation for them, but I'm also trying to stay consistent. But anyway, hope you enjoyed so far!