A Mile In My Shoes
Chapter 2
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"Faith?"
"Bosco?"
Both stood staring at each other trying to comprehend what was going on. After a minute Faith moved to the side and let Bosco into his apartment. He walked in slowly and she shut the door behind him.
They both started to say something but stopped and waited for the other to continue, finally Bosco started.
"Faith what's going on here? Do you remember anything from last night?"
"Last thing I remember we were doing tequila shots, and I was kicking your butt." she added with a grin.
"No you weren't."
"Yes I was."
"No you weren't"
"Yes I.....wait don't you think we might have something more important to worry about right now?"
"You're right we have to figure this out" Under his breath he mumbled, "but I was beating you"
"I heard that."
Bosco walked off towards the kitchen, he needed coffee, lots and lots of coffee. Faith sat down at the table with her head rested in her hands. Her headache was only getting worse.
Bosco handed her a cup of coffee as he took a seat beside her, "here this should help"
"Thanks"
"So you think we're dreaming or on one strange high or something?"
"I've dreamt of us doing a lot of things Faith and switching bodies has never been one of them."
Faith just looked at him and raised a questioning eyebrow.
"What?" He asked defensively. "Besides if this was a dream believe me Faith there is no way that I would have waken up the way I did this morning, no way!"
Curious Faith asked how as she took another sip of her coffee.
"I was lying in bed...next to Fred!" he shuddered at the thought.
It went unnoticed by Faith who was trying hard to contain her laughter but she just couldn't do it. Coffee went flying every which way, some even finding Bosco.
Disgusted Bosco grabbed a cloth and began to wipe the coffee from his face as Faith continued to laugh. When she had finally caught her breath enough to talk she asked "You didn't?" And with the image of Bosco waking up beside her husband running through her head again she started laughing even harder.
"It wasn't funny!" Bosco said defensively.
"Oh come on Bos, I would have killed to see the look on your face."
"Your face." he corrected her.
"Whatever" she said still giggling.
"Yeah well laugh all you want because your husband thinks you're crazy now."
Her laughing finally subsided she asked, "Why? What did you do?"
"What the hell do you think I did Faith? I woke up next to Fred!"
She just started laughing again, almost choking herself. Bosco just watched her thinking she would get over it and settle down, but it wasn't going to happen soon. Bosco just shook his head, he had given up trying to get his point across. He stood up and left the room.
After brushing tears from her eyes Faith had finally noticed that he had left got up and went looking for him. She found him in the bedroom rummaging through his dresser.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking for some clothes"
"Why?"
"Because I'm going for a shower that's why" What was with her and the questions?
"You can't do that!"
"Why not?" He asked getting annoyed.
"You need more then the obvious reasons?"
Bosco just stared back at her.
"You're me, and I'm you and you can't shower as me. It's like if I showered as you, you wouldn't want me to would you?"
His headache was just getting worse as he tried to make sense of her ramblings, and it didn't help that it was his voice doing the rambling and it was himself he was watching pacing back and forth in the room. He let out an exasperated sigh and sat down on the bed laid back and rubbed his eyes.
"Faith I have a hang over that could put down an elephant, I'm stuck in some freaken Disney movie, I woke up next to Fred....and don't you even smirk," He said as he looked at her and pointed his finger sternly. "I'm covered in coffee, I smell like a brewery and we have to be at work in a couple of hours so can you get to your point?"
"My Point? My point is that I don't want you showering when you are me, that's my point."
He stood up grabbed the clothes he had picked out and walked past Faith into the hallway. "Faith it's not like I've never seen it all before."
"You haven't!"
"Faith you see one breast you've seen them all, and we both know I've seen my fair share so calm down ok." He walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
She heard the shower starting. She threw her hands up in the air and stalked back to the living room, he was even this annoying when he was her.
Half an hour passed before he finally came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around him.
"What took you so long?"
"What took me so long? I'm not use to washing all this hair" He said as he flung it over his shoulder. "You ever thought about cutting it short? Brush cut maybe?"
"Bosco you touch my hair and I will kill you. I swear I will."
"Ok, Ok" he put his hands up defensively. "I wont touch the hair, but how about another tattoo to go with that cute one you already have." He winked at her.
"You didn't see it?!" She asked horrified.
"I'm shocked Faith, who knew?"
She started running towards him ready to pound on him when she caught him. But he was too quick for her, he ducked into his room and shut the door behind him. Laughing hard all the way.
"Bosco!"
He stood on the other side still laughing uncontrollably. He heard her stomp off and then he heard the bathroom door slam and the shower starting again.
~*~*~*~*~
With in a few minutes he heard the bedroom door open and she walked in.
He grabbed the towel and covered himself up. "Hey I'm changing here!"
"and?" she looked at him like he lost it.
"Oh right," he blushed as he realized what she was saying.
"How long does it take for you to get changed?" she asked.
Well you were only in the shower for like five minutes, give me a chance."
"Well what can I say, it's not like you have much to wash." she smirked.
"Yeah whatever Faith, now we both know that's a lie."
She felt herself start to blush but shook it off. "What are you trying to do?" she asked as she noticed him wiggling around.
"I can't figure out how to put this damn thing on." He said aggravated as he held up her bra.
She began to smirk again, her mood lightning, "You're going to try to tell me you don't know how to work that thing?"
"My experience has been taking them off Faith, never putting them on!"
She laughed as she walked up to him and helped him with it.
"Thanks" he mumbled.
~*~*~*~*~*~
They had both finally changed into agreeable clothes. Bosco didn't want to go back to Faiths in case Fred was there again so he convinced Faith to let him wear the pair of old sweats and t-shirt he had picked out before. Faith had helped Bosco out with her hair by putting into a bun. Now they were ready for work. They still had about half an hour but decided after the night they had it was best to be early.
They walked out on to the street looking to see if Bosco's car had made it home the night before, they saw it parked on the other side. They started to cross the street as one of Bosco's neighbors met them.
"Hey Boscorelli" The man greeted them.
Faiths body replied, "Hey Steve" with a wave.
Faith and Bosco stopped where they were and looked at each other, seeing the same question in each others eyes. How were they ever going to make it through the day at work when they were each other?
They reached the car and got in and started off for the prescient.
It was going to be a long day....a very long day.
Chapter 2
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"Faith?"
"Bosco?"
Both stood staring at each other trying to comprehend what was going on. After a minute Faith moved to the side and let Bosco into his apartment. He walked in slowly and she shut the door behind him.
They both started to say something but stopped and waited for the other to continue, finally Bosco started.
"Faith what's going on here? Do you remember anything from last night?"
"Last thing I remember we were doing tequila shots, and I was kicking your butt." she added with a grin.
"No you weren't."
"Yes I was."
"No you weren't"
"Yes I.....wait don't you think we might have something more important to worry about right now?"
"You're right we have to figure this out" Under his breath he mumbled, "but I was beating you"
"I heard that."
Bosco walked off towards the kitchen, he needed coffee, lots and lots of coffee. Faith sat down at the table with her head rested in her hands. Her headache was only getting worse.
Bosco handed her a cup of coffee as he took a seat beside her, "here this should help"
"Thanks"
"So you think we're dreaming or on one strange high or something?"
"I've dreamt of us doing a lot of things Faith and switching bodies has never been one of them."
Faith just looked at him and raised a questioning eyebrow.
"What?" He asked defensively. "Besides if this was a dream believe me Faith there is no way that I would have waken up the way I did this morning, no way!"
Curious Faith asked how as she took another sip of her coffee.
"I was lying in bed...next to Fred!" he shuddered at the thought.
It went unnoticed by Faith who was trying hard to contain her laughter but she just couldn't do it. Coffee went flying every which way, some even finding Bosco.
Disgusted Bosco grabbed a cloth and began to wipe the coffee from his face as Faith continued to laugh. When she had finally caught her breath enough to talk she asked "You didn't?" And with the image of Bosco waking up beside her husband running through her head again she started laughing even harder.
"It wasn't funny!" Bosco said defensively.
"Oh come on Bos, I would have killed to see the look on your face."
"Your face." he corrected her.
"Whatever" she said still giggling.
"Yeah well laugh all you want because your husband thinks you're crazy now."
Her laughing finally subsided she asked, "Why? What did you do?"
"What the hell do you think I did Faith? I woke up next to Fred!"
She just started laughing again, almost choking herself. Bosco just watched her thinking she would get over it and settle down, but it wasn't going to happen soon. Bosco just shook his head, he had given up trying to get his point across. He stood up and left the room.
After brushing tears from her eyes Faith had finally noticed that he had left got up and went looking for him. She found him in the bedroom rummaging through his dresser.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking for some clothes"
"Why?"
"Because I'm going for a shower that's why" What was with her and the questions?
"You can't do that!"
"Why not?" He asked getting annoyed.
"You need more then the obvious reasons?"
Bosco just stared back at her.
"You're me, and I'm you and you can't shower as me. It's like if I showered as you, you wouldn't want me to would you?"
His headache was just getting worse as he tried to make sense of her ramblings, and it didn't help that it was his voice doing the rambling and it was himself he was watching pacing back and forth in the room. He let out an exasperated sigh and sat down on the bed laid back and rubbed his eyes.
"Faith I have a hang over that could put down an elephant, I'm stuck in some freaken Disney movie, I woke up next to Fred....and don't you even smirk," He said as he looked at her and pointed his finger sternly. "I'm covered in coffee, I smell like a brewery and we have to be at work in a couple of hours so can you get to your point?"
"My Point? My point is that I don't want you showering when you are me, that's my point."
He stood up grabbed the clothes he had picked out and walked past Faith into the hallway. "Faith it's not like I've never seen it all before."
"You haven't!"
"Faith you see one breast you've seen them all, and we both know I've seen my fair share so calm down ok." He walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
She heard the shower starting. She threw her hands up in the air and stalked back to the living room, he was even this annoying when he was her.
Half an hour passed before he finally came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around him.
"What took you so long?"
"What took me so long? I'm not use to washing all this hair" He said as he flung it over his shoulder. "You ever thought about cutting it short? Brush cut maybe?"
"Bosco you touch my hair and I will kill you. I swear I will."
"Ok, Ok" he put his hands up defensively. "I wont touch the hair, but how about another tattoo to go with that cute one you already have." He winked at her.
"You didn't see it?!" She asked horrified.
"I'm shocked Faith, who knew?"
She started running towards him ready to pound on him when she caught him. But he was too quick for her, he ducked into his room and shut the door behind him. Laughing hard all the way.
"Bosco!"
He stood on the other side still laughing uncontrollably. He heard her stomp off and then he heard the bathroom door slam and the shower starting again.
~*~*~*~*~
With in a few minutes he heard the bedroom door open and she walked in.
He grabbed the towel and covered himself up. "Hey I'm changing here!"
"and?" she looked at him like he lost it.
"Oh right," he blushed as he realized what she was saying.
"How long does it take for you to get changed?" she asked.
Well you were only in the shower for like five minutes, give me a chance."
"Well what can I say, it's not like you have much to wash." she smirked.
"Yeah whatever Faith, now we both know that's a lie."
She felt herself start to blush but shook it off. "What are you trying to do?" she asked as she noticed him wiggling around.
"I can't figure out how to put this damn thing on." He said aggravated as he held up her bra.
She began to smirk again, her mood lightning, "You're going to try to tell me you don't know how to work that thing?"
"My experience has been taking them off Faith, never putting them on!"
She laughed as she walked up to him and helped him with it.
"Thanks" he mumbled.
~*~*~*~*~*~
They had both finally changed into agreeable clothes. Bosco didn't want to go back to Faiths in case Fred was there again so he convinced Faith to let him wear the pair of old sweats and t-shirt he had picked out before. Faith had helped Bosco out with her hair by putting into a bun. Now they were ready for work. They still had about half an hour but decided after the night they had it was best to be early.
They walked out on to the street looking to see if Bosco's car had made it home the night before, they saw it parked on the other side. They started to cross the street as one of Bosco's neighbors met them.
"Hey Boscorelli" The man greeted them.
Faiths body replied, "Hey Steve" with a wave.
Faith and Bosco stopped where they were and looked at each other, seeing the same question in each others eyes. How were they ever going to make it through the day at work when they were each other?
They reached the car and got in and started off for the prescient.
It was going to be a long day....a very long day.