Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, no matter how much I want them to be. The theory of brain swapping, on the other hand, is completely mine, and I'm a little proud of it, no matter how ridiculous it is. So, no using without my permission!
Uh, I'm starting to get confused myself as to how to refer to the characters, so I'm going with the brains. When I say Kitty, I mean Kitty's brain in Rogue's body, and vice versa.
Rogue and Kitty both sat upright, gripping the edges of their chairs as the rest of the X-Men stood around them. Both turned to look at the other, and saw their own bodies. This was going to take a bit of getting used to.
"So, let me get the straight," Kitty said. "Rogue set off a switch that started a process that switched our brains?"
"Not switched your brains, rearranged their synapses. Your consciousnesses are each linked to that specific code of synapses, so you didn't really switched bodies, you brains turned into the others'."
"Whatever! The point is I look like her!" Kitty pointed to Rogue, then remembered that that was her own body. "I mean, I look like she's supposed to. Can't you just put us back in your machine and change us back?"
"No, Kitty. That would be nearly impossible. For one, you two would have to be in the exact same positions as last time. And when I say exact, I mean down to the last atom. For another, you blew all the wires and most of the transformers when you used it. It'll take some time to get back up to even semi-working conditions."
"Ya mean were stuck like this!" Rogue cried. "No! This is awful! Mr. McCoy, please, there has ta be some way!"
"Well, I do have a theory..."
"Let's do it. Whatever it is, Ah want to do it!"
"You wouldn't have to do anything, Rogue. The code for each of your synapses it written in every single one of your atoms. I believe that over time your brains will simply revert by to the way they were, driven by their very nature. I can't say, though, at what rate it will happen. Or even if it will happen at all!"
"Great, great," Kitty muttered. "So, can we just hang around here then and see if it happens?"
"I'm afraid not, Kitty," Xavier interjected. "If Magneto truly is up to something, we don't want to Brotherhood to know that we know anything about it. You two will be going to school with the rest. We may have missed this training session, but none of you should miss any more school. If you can leave in thirty minutes, you can still make it in time for second period."
"But Professor!" Kitty and Rogue both cried as everyone else filed out of the room.
"No buts. You may only have to bear it for a little while, so just take it in stride. Understood?"
"Yes..." Rogue muttered before standing, but Kitty stood and stormed out of the room.
Rogue floated silently up through the ceilings and into their room, basking in her new powers, and hoping not to run into anyone else. She didn't feel much like talking. When she arrived, she started looking through Kitty's cloths, trying to find something to where. Then Kitty came through the door.
"What do you think you're doing?" Kitty squealed.
Rogue poked her head out to respond. "Hello? Ah'm you! Ah have ta wear your cloths!" She resumed her rummaging, almost buried under all the cloths. "Do ya have anythin' skimpy!" she called out, her voice muffled.
"Why?" Kitty asked. She had opened Rogue's closet, and was completely put off by the lack of color.
"'Cause Ah can touch people now! Ah want ta take advantage of it!"
"Ugh, fine. There's a nice summer dress in the back left. But, like, don't get it dirty!" She looked on disgustedly as Rogue pulled the dress from the closet, held it in front of the mirror, and actually twirled.
"It's perfect!" she squealed, southern accent heavy.
"You know, you can't, like, talk like that at school. You have to be me!"
"Oh, so Ah should talk, like, with an annoying valley girl up-pitch?" Rogue retorted, obviously mocking Kitty.
"Ugh," Kitty growled, turning on her heal with an outfit in her hand, heading for the bathroom. "Wait'll she hears how I butcher her accent."
Kitty emerged from the bathroom fifteen minutes later. Rogue was waiting for her outside.
"Jeez! Could you, like, be any slower?" Rogue scowled at Kitty, then laughed. "Don't Ah do a great impression? Ah've been practicing."
"Well, keep practicing," Kitty said with an overly emphasized southern drawl.
"Ah don't sound like that, and, oh mah god..." Rogue had finally taken in Kitty's appearance. She was wearing Rogue's cloths, but they were so mismatched it was hideous, and her make-up was just as horrible as it had been that morning.
"What have ya done to mah body?" Rogue cried.
"It's Tacky Tuesday, remember? I'm just trying to think of your body as part of my costume."
"Oh, you're goin' ta regret this," Rogue muttered, storming into the bathroom and shutting the door. She stared into the mirror. What could she do? Then it hit her: the hair. Every night, Kitty would brush her hair incessantly, and she was always putting heaps of products on it. Reaching into the bottom drawer, Rogue pulled out the scissors she used to cut her own hair. Kitty needed a new style anyway...
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"Professor!" Kitty wailed, running into the door before realizing she had to open it. She then entered his office, rubbing her head and still yelling. "Rogue cut my hair! She cut it! Professor!" Rogue ran into the room soon after.
"She deserves it. Look what she did ta me! Ah never wear tha' much make-up!" Xavier pulled back a little, surprised by Rogue's appearance. She had cut Kitty's hair so short that it didn't even reach her shoulders anymore. The bangs had been snipped to a proper length so that they stopped right above her eyebrows, and the rest was cut into a surprisingly neat bob.
"Rogue!" Xavier scolded. "What you did was very disrespectful! At least Kitty's changes are easily reversible. And Kitty, please show a little more respect for the body you're in. I will not have you two terrorizing each other any longer! If there is a problem, you must now settle it yourselves." He stopped to take a breath, glaringly furiously at both of them. Their heads were dropped in shame, but every second of so they would steal angry glances at each other.
"Now," he continued, "Scott and the others are waiting for you two. Hurry, or you'll be late, and I'm not excusing you all from second period if you are late!"
Frightened, they both turned quickly and ran out the front doors. Neither of them wanted to be around Xavier when he was angry.
"Finally, you guys are here," Kurt sighed as they jumped into the car. "And Kitty, vhat have you done with your hair?"
"Ah'm Rogue, an' I cut it, dumbass."
"Vell, it looks great!" he said, slipping his arm around your shoulder. Rogue smiled at the touch, and sat comfortably for the rest of the ride.
Kitty looked on enviously as she took care not to get too close to anyone else.
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Author's Note: This was just a little idea that I had. And don't worry, it doesn't stop here. I have plenty ideas for their advertiser in the other's body.