"Would anyone care to tell me what is going on here?" The sudden voice of Ms. Robinson caught them all by surprise. Frankie and Magenta spun to stare angrily at a seething teacher. The had left a half hour ago, why were the four of them still there? Frankie cleared his throat, ready to try and charm his way out of the situation, but Victoria shot him a look and he quickly shut his mouth. Travis stood up to the teacher, however.

"Why? What's wrong?" He asked innocently.

"What do you mean 'what's wrong'? The busses left a half hour ago! Why aren't the four of you on them? And you!" She wagged a finger in Frank's face, "You were supposed to have a detention this afternoon! Have you not learned anything about cutting class? You must deal with the responsibilities of your actions!"

"Don't I know that..." He grumbled under his breath.

"Excuse me?" Ms. Robinson's harsh tone cut through the air like a knife.

Victoria cut in. "He was about to say that he couldn't do the detention any time this week...He's um...having a change in religion and has taken an oath not to stay after school for any reason, but to pray for a half hour every day at three thirty. And if he were to have an after school activity, he wouldn't be able to do this. Isn't that right, Jon?" Frank nodded his head.

"Well, he could pray in the classroom for detention then."

"Not really, ma'am. He has an alter specifically made for his prayers in his room. We'd know. We've seen it there." Travis and Magenta both nodded their heads along with Victoria's words.

"Fine. But I'm keeping an eye out on all of you." And with that, the angry teacher left in a huff.

"And cunning!" Frank stated, complimenting Victoria on her smooth lying. Victoria blushed, but hoped this wasn't going to lead to what it had lead to the last time he had tried to compliment her.

"Okay. Frank, was it?" He nodded and Victoria continued talking, "What the Hell is going on? You seem to be the only one who gets it." Frank took in a big breath of air and began an explanation.

"As I had been explaining before, I am a doctor who specifies in all scientific machinery. I created a device to allow certain people to 'switch bodies' for a certain period of time. Eventually, the body swap ends, hopefully after a few weeks. However, the first time I tried it out, it broke. While trying to repair it, I kicked it and got the stiletto of my shoe stuck in it-" Before he could finish his story, Travis broke out laughing.

"I'm sorry. Did you say stiletto?" When Frank nodded fiercely, Travis only laughed more. "Wow. I don't know what magazines you've been reading, but that is NOT normal. God are you some kind of transvestite or something?"

Frank nodded again and Travis's cackling ceased. "Is there a problem with this?" Travis quickly shook his head, now feeling bad about the severe prejudging he had just done.

"Okay then. Just...Until it turns October 31, don't dress up the way you normally would. On Halloween you can be as gaudy or girly as you want, but before or after that it is REALLY not a good idea. " Victoria tried hard not to start laughing.

"Why not? What's Halloween?" Victoria and Travis stared dumfounded at the Transylvanian pair.

"You've never heard of it?" Travis finally managed to speak. "My God you really must be from some other planet!" Frank stared worriedly at Magenta when Travis spoke.

"We most certainly are not!" Magenta defended herself, no matter how true the statement was.

"O...kay...Anyway, Halloween is the one day of the year where you can dress up or act as weird asw you want to and no one will think twice about it. So...If you were to dress up like...however it is you'd normally dress up...while still in Jon's body and it wasn't Halloween, he'd be persecuted for it for the rest of his life in high school! You guys gotta act like you are Jon and Kate. So, Vicki," Travis stared at her, "Whichever one of us is left should tell the new comer the same thing. Okay?" Victoria nodded.

Meanwhile in the Castle...

Jon stared at the odd looking pair before him. He couldn't believe the one in the maid suit and big hair was Kate. But he knew that it had to be. It made sense. Then he stared down at what he was wearing.

"AAAH! What the fuck am I wearing!" Jon looked down at his apparel. Frank had chosen his favorite, classic corset and the thigh highs with garters that he was known for on his home planet. Kate and Columbia ignored his outburst.

Kate stared dumbfoundedly around, wanting to comfort the sobbing girl clinging to her shoulder. "Columbia... C'mon now. Things'll get better. At this rate you'll be back with everyone else soon enough." Columbia sniffled and stared up into Kate's eyes.

"But how do you know?" She whispered.

"I dunno. I just do." Kate shrugged. " Now come on. We should go find Riff. Where would he be?"

"Probably sulking. I don't think it's the greatest idea in the world for you to go see him. You know he kinda had a...thing...for his sister and since you look like her..." Jonathon was incredibly confused.

"WOAH! What the hell is wrong with the people in this place! God! I'm in the fucking body of a transvestite and the body of the girl Kate's in has a brother who's in love with her! Is there something in the air or something! Am I the only one here who sees something wrong with this picture! I mean...I'm wearing fucking fishnets!" At these words Columbia burst out crying.

"I miss Frank! How much longer should this take?" Columbia sobbed harder into Kate's shoulder. Jon groaned.

"Oh! And now who sounds like one of the Chipettes is sobbing over him! My God what the fuck is wrong with you people!"

"Kate shot Jon a warning look. "You know they're people too. and they have ears. God, chill out, Jon!"

Columbia sniffled again. "It's okay...I'm used to it. When I went to school people always made fun of me for one reason or another. My taste, my voice...It was always the same. And I guess people will always be like that as well." She sighed. "Well, I'm gonna go Find Riff. I suppose I'll be back soon."

"Wait a minute. Who's Riff?" Jon's question was ignored.

Kate stood. "I'm coming too. Riff's gonna have to realize that he's going to be gone soon as well." Columbia nodded and continued walking slowly, waiting for Kate to follow.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Jon stood and tried to walk in his stilettos. "Oh great. Now I have high heels? This day could not get any worse." He sighed and took off the heels, continuing to try and catch up to the two ahead of him.

After a series of long twists and turns, they finally made it to Riff's room. Columbia knocked on the door frame several times. "Riff-Raff? Are you there?" A grunt was his reply and Kate poked her head in the room. Riff's eyes widened as he saw what looked like Magenta come into his room.

"M-Magenta?" He stuttered, all harness gone from his voice and replaced with hope.

"No." Riff's face fell.

"Oh. It's you." He continued to stare down at the thin sheets of the bed he was sitting on. Kate nodded and walked in, sitting across from him on a hard wooden chair. Riff's eyes shimmered and he spoke under his breath. "All the things we've done. Even just what I've done to that body on that chair..." He drifted off, obviously no longer caring about the other three people who were now in the room.

Kate moved to sit beside him. "Um...Believe it or not, I know how you feel. I don't really know either of you two. At least you have faces to remember. I've got nothing." Kate tried ot comfort the grieving man.

"How dare you tell me you know how I feel! You have no idea how I feel! Yet you still look so much like her. The same skin, the same hair, the same lips..." His voice drifted off and his eyes lingered there. "If only the same person was inside..." He pressed a cold hand to her heart. Kate stared up at Riff, feeling like a sudden lost child.

"What're you doing?" Kate felt she had to ask it, the position was a rather awkward one. He pressed a finger to her lips.

"Shhh. Don't talk." RIff brought his face closer to hers and his lips finally met with her blood red ones. Kate was a bit taken by surprise by his actions, but she had expected them. She kissed back, only briefly, before pulling away. Riff opened his eyes, as if realization had just hit him that this was indeed not the sister he had fallen in love with. It was someone else. He quickly turned his back to her. "Sorry." He grumbled.

"Riff, there was something I had wanted to tell you. You may not be with her now, but you will be son. At the rate this is going, we'll all be with our friends and...loved ones soon." Even though he didn't want Kate to know what he was doing as he hid his face from her, he sniffled. That was enough of a cue for her, Columbia came into the room quietly.

"Hey, Riff?" She sat beside him. "Riff. It'll be okay. Give it some time and we'll be with them soon..." Her voice trailed off. She stared at Riff and noticed that he wasn't answering. "Riff?" Nothing. "Shit! I don't want to be the last one left!" It was too late to wish that. The body stirred and stared, slightly confused, at the three in the room.

"Where am I?"

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Alright. Here's where my lovely reviewers come in. When you review this chapter, kindly tell me who's body Riff should land in: Vicki's or Travis's. Vicki's would make it funnier...But slightly...erm...shall I say awkward? So, whichever one wins I shall make into a chapter. And I'm not updating until I get input! So...You know the drill, if you want me to update tell me who Riff should land in. Whichever gets most votes wins! Luck to ya then.-Anon