ChocoboKnight: Sure we'll put you in! We aren't sure if the fangirls are going to be used very much, but if they are we will definitely get you in there! ^o^

Hitokiri-chan: We have a style!? Wow! We didn't know that. We just write, and that's about it! Hehe.

Ryu-Chibi: Sorry to say, but this story won't be as long as Trading Spaces most likely. As a matter of fact, I'd say that it has about three chapters left…that is if we can get them written. We're slow. ^o^

Dark Pheonix and Archangel 666: We're actually starting to like Quistis now, hehe. I guess it's mainly because she's a big character in another story we're writing, and now (at least when we write her) she reminds us of someone we know. So, she's not quite so annoying anymore! ::Applaudes::

Swapping Souls: Chapter Six

"What are you doing, Laguna?" Kiros asked, leaning against the doorway. Most of the Palace staff was getting worried about him. He had gone into his office everyday right when he woke up, and didn't return until dinnertime.

Quistis looked up from some papers she was shuffling through just long enough to make eye contact with him, then she went back to the papers. "I'm organizing everything."

"Organizing!?" he exclaimed, "The last time you did that you caught half of the Palace on fire!!"

"That was only because the President of Trabia smoked like a chimney and he left a cigarette still going in the ashtray…I just so happened to place a piece of paper in there and…" Quistis stopped herself, and her eyes grew big. What the crap!? How did I know that? I wasn't in his body when that happened!

Now Kiros was staring at her, more confused than ever. "Is something the matter, Laguna?"

"Arrange a meeting with Instructor Trepe of Balamb Garden. I must talk to her immediately!"

Still confused as to what exactly was happening, he nodded and left the room.

If I can remember events that happened to Laguna, does that mean that I'm actually turning into him!? What if it isn't reversible, and we can never switch back?? Hyne, out of all people, why Laguna!? I must see if this is real!

Timidly, she walked over to the couch and turned on the television. Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? Spongebob Squarepants!

*Balamb Garden*

Laguna had been lying in bed when the phone rang. "Why can't I suffer in peace!?" he cried. It had only been an hour since he got back to the dorm from Tae-Bo and he thought that he would die. His muscles ached and he almost didn't know how he managed to get to thedorm without crawling.

Tiredly he picked up the phone. "Yes?

"Quistis, it's Dr. Kadowaki. I need you over here as soon as possible!"

"How come?"

"I'm in over my head, I need some extra help down here and since you are my most qualified assistant, I need you here now!"

"Uh…most qualified??" Laguna stumbled over the thought of him having to help out at the Infirmary.

"Don't start your modesty with me now, I really need some help. Please, hurry over." Laguna heard the phone click off and he stared in disbelief at the receiver. It wasn't even a question; he might as well have been forced to do it.

"I don't want to!" he said childishly. He knew that he had no way of getting out; he had to do as she asked. And from the sounds of it, if he wasn't there soon she would open up a can of whoop-ass when he did get there. Before he left however, he decided he might as well equip himself with as much protection as possible.

Quistis had a lot of useful stuff in her dorm, and everything was so easy to find too! He quickly found a trash bag, some latex gloves, a belt and a can of Lysol. After he had everything situated, he dragged himself out of the dorm.

"Maybe while I'm down there I can get something for my aches…" he thought optimistically. Never did he think that Kadowaki would have him running all over the place.

When he entered, he heard her call out, "Right in time, Quistis! In recovery room 1B we have a patient with the common flu. He needs medication, will you be sure to fix him up with something? When you're done, come help me with Rinoa. Someone beat the crap out of her at those Tae-Bo lessons."

"Uh…."

"Good to hear it! Now hurry! Shoo! Shoo!" she said hurriedly, shoving him into a room. A junior classman sat on the bed; his nose was red and running.

"Uh…hi there. My name is Lag-Quistis!"

"I know, I have you for Defensive Magic," he said, wiping his nose on his sleeve. Laguna scrunched up his nose. What does a doctor do with someone who has a cold?

"Um, I think I'll start by taking your temperature," he said as he put on the latex gloves. He scanned the room and finally found the thermometer. "Okay…now open up!" The student opened his mouth and as Laguna was getting ready to put the thermometer in it, the kid sneezed.

"Ah! I'm infected!" Laguna cried, dropping the thermometer. He then pulled out the Lysol and sprayed himself numerous times, then turned the can on the kid. The poor child coughed as the aerosol was laid heavily on him.

"Quistis! Quistis! What do you think you're doing!?" Kadowaki yelled, annoyed, "He has a cold for crying out loud!"

"He sneezed on me!! Do you realize how many germs he has passed on to me because of that!?"

"You'll live!"

"How do you know? YOU WEREN'T THE ONE WHO WAS SNEEZED ON!!"

"I'm a licensed doctor. The worst you'll get is a common cold."

"The worst? What can be worse than a cold?"

"Dysentery."

"Huh?"

"Basically, it's a bad case of the shits," she rolled her eyes. "You should know these things, Quistis."

"Yeah…I uh…forgot."

"Well, that's understandable. Please, all I need for you to do right now is proscribe him some medicine. Rinoa is in the other room with a serious head injury, so if you please…."

"Oh, sorry," he bowed slightly. Kadowaki nodded and left the room, leaving him once again with the young patient. Laguna was disgusted and apprehensive, the student was scared out of his mind about being sprayed again.

"Um…okay…let's try this again…" Laguna said as he slowly approached him with the thermometer a second time. This time he didn't sneeze. "Okay, you have a temperature of 99.7…" then he thought for a moment. "Do you know what normal body temperature is?"

The kid looked confusedly at him, "You're supposed to know that. You're the doctor!"

"Of course I am!" he said, puffing out his chest. "But…it's uh…um…think of it as a pop quiz."

"Normal body temperature is 98.6."

"Well then, you definitely have a fever."

"Yeah…definitely…" the kid said slowly. It looked as if he was getting ready to duck if the Lysol came his way again.

What else am I supposed to do?, he inquired. When he was bored he used to pretend to play doctor, but that was completely different. Normally Mr. Teddy wasn't too upset if you proscribed him the wrong medication. Nervously, he pulled a notepad off of the counter and scribbled something that was almost illegible then handed it to the student.

" 'Spongebob Squarepants'…?" he read off of the paper.

"Yes! The best prescription one can receive!" Laguna announced, throwing his hands up. "Spongebob makes everyone feel better!"

The patient stared at Laguna, absolutely dumbfounded. "Now, go. Get out of here. You're done." Still dazed and confused, the boy hopped off of the infirmary bed and walked out of the room, at a pace that was much faster than normal.

"Okay, I gave him his prescription, can I go now?"

"No! Give me a hand with Rinoa!"

Laguna sighed and walked to the other recovery room where Rinoa lay on a bed. She was conscious, but she had mild amnesia. When he got inside the room, Kadowaki handed him a bunch of gadgets, "I need to go into Balamb and buy some more gauze," she said, "We're running low. Watch over her while I'm gone. She tends to try and sneak away."

Laguna stared down at the tools she had handed him, wondering what the hell he was holding and what their purpose was. He watched Kadowaki leave the room, clueless as to what he was supposed to do next.

"Uhhh… So Rinoa, how are you feeling?"

"Do I know you…?"

Oh Hyne, he thought, this is going to suck. It wasn't very long that he had been in there when his stomach started to grumble. He looked at the clock on the wall, it was passed noon. "Okay, Rinoa…" he started slowly. "I am hungry. Hun-gry. I want food. To eat," he said emphatically. "I am going," he walked in place, "To the cafeteria," he pointed. "You STAY here," he pointed to her bed. "UN-DER-STAND?"

Rinoa by this time seemed to be very interested in the ceiling. Laguna just shrugged it off and left the recovery room in hopes that he could get to the hot dogs before Zell.

As soon as Laguna had left, Rinoa's eyes looked away from the ceiling and focused on the door. She clambered out of bed, intent on getting away from the infirmary before he returned. Upon stepping out, she ducked around the corner, trying to look unsuspicious. This however, made her stand out even more then she intended.

Many students watched her as she tiptoed quickly away, Seifer among them. "Where the hell is she going?" he whispered to himself. "She's still injured!" Of course she was still injured! This was apparent by the amount of gauze and bandages still wrapped around her head. He followed behind her, careful not to make too much noise.

The brunette stopped in front of the Training Center, looked both ways, and ran in. Seifer's eyes bulged, and he sprinted in after her, forgetting all notion of secrecy. There were too many things that could happen to her in there. Especially if the T-Rexaur got a hold of her…

Seifer dashed in and looked around wildly. Where had Rinoa gone? He couldn't see her, but he thought her heard her voice. Using instinct, he followed the sound, it seemed as if she was having a conversation with someone. But whomever she was talking to, didn't appear to be talking back. At least not as far as Seifer could tell.

"Yes, I'm fine thank you…oh you are too kind! What? You mean this old thing? I bought it in a thrift store several months ago!!"

As he rounded a corner, the first thing that he noticed was the T-Rexaur. That was when he saw Rinoa standing at his feet, hands clasped behind her back, swaying back and forth like a little girl on a playground. His heart almost stopped. "Rinoa! Get the hell away from there!!!"

"Oh him? I don't know…he's been following me for the past few minutes."

"Rawr?"

"Maybe he's a stalker! He's going to try and rape me!"

Seifer suddenly was very confused. Had she just befriended the most feared monster in the Balamb region, and not only that, accused him of wanting to commit a physical assault such as rape? Seifer drew his gunblade and advanced slowly on the two unlikely friends, hoping to annihilate the dinosaur.

Rinoa turned around when she heard him approach and screamed. "AHH! He really is a stalker!! Sic him, Amelia!"

"Amelia!? It's a girl!!!?" Seifer exclaimed. What really surprised him was that the T-Rexaur actually listened to her. Afraid that if he were to fight the beast that something might happen to Rinoa, he instead grabbed her by the waist and ran out of the facility with her slung over his shoulder.

"Let go of me!" she screamed, hitting his back with her fists. "RAPE!! RAPE!!!" What was bad became worse. They had both managed to escape the Training Center in one piece, but unfortunately so did 'Amelia'. The dinosaur was closing in quickly; she was on Seifer's heels, intent on saving her new friend. Students in the hallways dived for cover, so as not to become a meal.

Rinoa continued to beat on her boyfriend's back, still screaming out threats and profanities. Finally Seifer snapped and yelled, "I'm trying to save your fucking life, you loser!!" She stopped momentarily, it seemed almost as if she were in thought.

"Wait, do I know you?" she asked. He rolled his eyes and continued to run.

Slowly, the blonde was progressively getting tired. They had already run past the dormitories, he would take refuge in the next facility, and hope to Hyne that the beast couldn't get through. Panting and gasping for breath, he scrambled into the cafeteria. He saw Quistis sitting at a table, viciously attacking a hotdog.

"Professor!!" he shouted. 'Quistis' looked up, a bit of relish on her chin, and her eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. She tried to say something, but the food was sticking in her throat, so quickly she spit it out back on to the plate.

"Rinoa! What are you doing out of the infirmary!?"

"You tell me! You were supposed to be watching her!" Seifer shouted. Suddenly there was a loud crash and Amelia stood in the frame of what was once the doorway.

"Uh…no!" she yelled and ducked under the table, curling into the fetal position. Screams came from every direction as the monster stealthily crept forward.

"Please, let it eat Seifer. Please, let it eat Seifer. Please, let it eat Seifer…" Seifer heard Quistis chant from under the table, her fingers were crossed and eyes closed.

"Professor! I could use some help here!" he said. He had now turned to face the T-Rexaur, his gunblade once again drawn.

"I'm a little busy right now!!" came 'her' response. Seifer didn't even bother to argue with her. There was no way he could fight the monster with Rinoa over his shoulder, so against his better judgment he set her down. Immediately she ran over to Amelia, and threw her arms around her front leg.

The creature had momentarily stopped its reign of terror, but Seifer wasn't too certain that it was harmless. While Rinoa calmed it down, he had time to think. "Damn it! Where the hell is Leonhart when you need him!?"

As if on cue, Squall walked into the cafeteria, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Jesus, you'd think that with all this noise the T-Rexaur got ou…oooo…" he stared wide-eyed at the beast that stood in the middle of the room. He rubbed his eyes again and squinted, then turned around and started walking back to his dorm. "I must be dreaming…" he mumbled to himself.

Seifer stared after what he had hoped would be his extra help. "Thanks COMMANDER!" he shouted after the retreating figure. "Fine, then where's the chickenwuss? They're serving hotdogs today so he should be in here! We can just feed him to that monster, and then it won't be hungry. Maybe we can get it back into the Training Center then…"

Zell overheard this and decided to join Quistis under the table.

Seifer glanced around, but didn't see the martial artist anywhere. He sighed and decided that he would just have to be killed later. As for now, a plan was needed, and it was needed quickly. He peered over at Rinoa and her new friend and tried to come up with a solution. Hmmm, maybe Rinoa would be able to lead it back to the Training Center. It seems to like her well enough…

"Rinoa!" he shouted. She turned around and looked at him. "Go back to the Training Center." Now the brunette seemed confused. "TAKE AMELIA HOME!" he eventually exploded.

"Oki dok," she said happily, and skipped down the hall, Amelia following behind.

"That was screwed up. Very screwed up. I think I need a nap…and a good plan for mass murdering Squall and the chickenwuss."

Zell gulped from under the table, but Seifer couldn't hear him and he walked off to his dorm without another word. "That was nuts!" Zell said, turning to the blond woman who was also taking refugee with him.

"Yes…we should do it again sometime."

"Huh!?"

"Quistis Trepe, please report to the Headmaster's office, Quistis Trepe."

"Uh-oh, you're in trouble!" Zell sang, much like what the junior classmen do to each other when one of their friends is called to the office.

"You have no idea…" Laguna said slowly. He knew he was going to get quite a talking to.

*Esthar*

"Oh my Hyne! I can actually tolerate it! I actually enjoy it!" Quistis exclaimed, staring at the television. "This is too much, I have to get a hold of Laguna!" She got up and ran across the room, tackling the telephonein the process.

Kiros stood in the doorway, a single tear in his eye. "I'm glad to see you're back to normal."

"Uhh…thanks?" Quistis said slowly. Kiros stood there, staring at her and beaming, "Is there anything in particular you want? Because I need to do some very important business…stuff…" She wanted to kick herself. How come that as of an hour ago, her vocabulary had been steadily declining to that of an elementary school student? Kiros nodded and left the room, mumbling about how he was going to tell Ward about Laguna's improvement.

Once he was out of hearing and seeing distance, Quistis tore the phone from the receiver and jammed in the familiar phone number. The phone rang, several times, but no one was picking it up. Finally, the answering machine clicked. "Hey everyone! It's QUISTIS!" her voice blared in her ear. "Listen, I'm not really good with these kinda things…Selphie's helping me out and she says you have to beat the beeper…whatever that means. Alrighty then! If you haven't figured it out by now, I am not here, I a-," Suddenly a loud beep sounded, signaling Quistis to leave the message.

"You changed my answering machine!? I sound like an idiot! LAGUNA! I need you to call the Presidential Palace pronto! We have a crisis on our hands!"

*Old habits*

"Hey, Quistis," Laguna looked up from the desk he was working at. He was getting used to the old instructor's daily life, and was actually starting to find it quite fun. Squall was standing in front of him, though he was hardly visible over the many stacks of papers and old coffee cups. "I know it isn't really any of my business, but you haven't been acting yourself lately. I mean…look at your desk!"

"Is there something wrong with it?"

"Let's put it this way," Zell said, approaching the desk as well. "If I asked you what I got on last week's magic test, could you even find it so you could show me?"

"Uh…." Of course he wouldn't be able to find it! The mess of papers on the desk was so enormous that it would take forever to find anything!

"You used to say that cleaning helped you calm down, maybe you should use your planning period to organize your desk. It's just an idea," Zell said.

"Um, okay." Planning period, eh? That was his naptime! He never planned out classes, as a matter of fact, what was taught to the students was based on whatever he was thinking at the time. Basic remedies for leg cramps, or the second sorceress war; it all depended on his train of thought.

"We'll see ya instructor!" Zell waved and left the room. Squall took one last look at the pile of trash that was supposed to be a desk, and shook his head.

"Have fun," he finally said as he left the classroom.

"Ooooh, yeah. I'll have lots of fun…" Laguna mumbled to himself. How could cleaning possibly calm anyone!? It goes against all laws of nature! Cleaning is supposed to be a chore that you only did when it was completely necessary. All teenagers should know that! Most teenagers, when asked to clean, will whine or come up with some sort of excuse so they wouldn't have to. And, if a teenager did clean on his or her own free will, most parents know at that time, that he or she wants something. So, why in the name of Hyne, would Quistis like cleaning of all things!?

Laguna knew for a fact that when he was a kid, the way to get cleaning out of the way was to find the easiest and fastest way to get it done. Basically, you simply move all of the unwanted objects to another location. This was most useful when cleaning his bedroom. He would simply kick everything under his bed and everything that didn't fit, went in his closet.

In the classroom however, there weren't many places to hide things.

"Surely to Hyne she doesn't need all of these papers!" he said aloud. Using his childish logic of finding the fastest way, he decided that a fire spell would be very effective. All he had to do was cast fire, and that would get ride of all of the papers and other flammable objects that were on his desk.

Sure, it wasn't the smartest decision, but he was more concerned with speed. "Here goes nothing. Fire!" He aimed the spell at his desk and immediately all of the papers burst into flames. After watching the fire for a couple of seconds, he thought of something he hadn't before. How was he going to extinguish it!? Now, all of the offending trash on the desk was gone, but the fire was spreading and burning the actual desk.

"Oh no! This is the second office that I have managed to catch on fire!" he exclaimed. Flames licked the ceiling and started dancing ever higher. "Oh, I am so screwed when Cecil finds out!"

Desperately, he scrambled out of the room and shut the door behind him. He'd just have to find someone to help him, that's all. He ran down the hallway, hoping to run into someone familiar. Selphie was standing and looking over the platform next to the elevator.

"Sefie!" he called out to her. She turned around and smiled at him. "Oh boy, am I glad to see you. I have a teensy-weensy little problem," he held his thumb and his forefinger about an inch from each other to emphasize this.

"What's wrong?"

"Um…" He really didn't want to admit that he had caught the entire second floor classroom on fire, so instead he just jumped to his main question. "Do you have any water spells I could possible junction?"

"Quisty, you have at least one of every spell known to man junctioned to you already."

"Oh, o-of course I do!" Laguna laughed madly. "I knew that!" And he ran back off to the classroom, Selphie staring after him, apparently confused.

When the ex-president opened the door back up, he realized that the fire had spread. Not only was his desk still smoldering, but several of the students' desks had caught fire too.

"Whaddle I do!? Whaddle I do!?" he cried as he ran around the room, casting as many water spells as he could on the flames. It wasn't working, and before long he had used up all of the water spells he had available. He managed to get his desk to stop burning, yet there were still many other fires across the room. "Oh boy….ohboy-ohboy-ohboy…" Shutting the door behind him, he fled form the room again.

Selphie was still standing on the platform. "Did you get whatever you needed done?" she asked.

Laguna's hands were on his knees has he struggled to catch his breath, "I need…more…powerful….water spell…" he panted. "Is there…a water based…GF?"

Still looking worried, Selphie cocked her head to look at the 'instructor' "Do you mean Leviathan?"

"That's the one!"

"You have all of our GFs junctioned to you when we aren't on missions."

Laguna hit himself in the face a few times. "Haha! That's right! Thanks Selph!" and with that, he ran back to the room.

Never had he attempted summoning a GF before. He had heard about it, and it didn't seem too difficult. Quickly, he shut the door so that no one could see the flames or him attempting his first summoning.

"Tidal Wave!" he shouted. A power he never felt flowed from within him, and when he reopened his eyes there was a water dragon coiled up. The blue dragon opened its mouth and hissed, and from behind it a huge wave swept through the room. Slowly, but surely, the room was retaining water and before he could do anything to stop the flow of water he found himself swimming in it.

*Selphie's POV*

Selphie had been standing on the platform; she was waiting for Rinoa to get out of the infirmary, and for Squall and Seifer to get out of the Training Center. The plan was for them all to go on a double date, depending on Rinoa's condition of course. From where she was standing, she could see Training Center easily.

Just when she was deliberating on whether or not she should check up on Rinoa, she heard an earsplitting roar that sounded very familiar. She thought for a bit before she realized the probability of what had happened. "Hyne! Did Quistis summon in an enclosed space!?"

Now all thoughts of checking up on Rinoa were abandoned as she decided to check on the instructor first. As the small SeeD approached the classroom door, she noticed water spewing out from the crack underneath. The door was shaking violently from the pressure on the other side of it.

"I probably shouldn't open it…" she said to herself, but then she had a mental image of Quistis floating around inside this indoor swimming pool of sorts, completely helpless.

"What's wrong with the classroom?" someone asked from behind. Selphie turned around and Zell was there.

"I think Quisty summoned Leviathan!"

"WHAT!?"

"Open the door!" she begged him. "We need to get her out of there, and I don't want to get hurt!"

"So it's alright for me to get hurt?"

Selphie didn't answer. "Okay, stand back Selph. I'll get her out of there…" he said valiantly. He didn't have toopen the door after all, for when he approached it the entire door snapped off of it's hinges due to the overwhelming water pressure and both of the SeeDs were carriedback by the water current coming out of the classroom.

"Oh my Hyne! I felt something brush up against me!" she screamed as she latched on to Zell's leg. "It's a shark! I know it's a shark!"

Zell had grabbed on to a doorknob to another classroom. "Selphie, how many times do I have to tell you, there are no sharks in Gard-," but before he could finish, he felt something swim passed him as well. Both of the teenagers looked to see the gargantuan Leviathan swim beneath them.

Zell's eyes widened and he almost passed out.

"QUISTY!!!" Selphie yelled, scanning the once hallway, now manmade ocean. Finally the blond instructor came into view, she was holding on to charred black desk as if using it for a personal flotation device and her glasses were hanging off of her nose.

The water level was getting lower as the liquid spewed onto the lower levels and spread across the hallway. Eventually, Zell was able to let go of the doorknob, and both he and Selphie were able to stand knee deep in the water. "Are you alright!? What happened?" Zell yelled across the hallway to the instructor.

"Room's clean…" she simply stated, then she put her head against her desk.

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Haha, put a little twist into the story to make it more interesting. For this chapter we need to thank a few different people. First of all, Noelle for helping with the Rinoa and Amelia story, and Suzy for supplying us with the quote "I'm trying to save your fucking life, you loser". A quote in which she really used. ^o^ Please review, sorry we're slow. You'll have to put up with us for a little while longer. I know, you hate us don't you?