1A/N: By popular request, chapter 5 is here! Yay! Chapter 5 is dedicated to Renee's jeans. Without Renee's jeans, this chapter would not have been possible. Actually, it would have. But I just love those jeans. Even thought they're technically Jello's jeans. Also, Maureen is blonde. I know Idina Menzel is very brunette in the movie, but this isn't primarily movie based. Get a grip. And of course, I have to thank all of my reviewers for chapter 4 and beyond: RAVIE, JELLO, cameragirl, Koishii-Kitsune-Akira, and especially An Anonymous Soul, because without her fic, "The Terrible Mix Up," this fic REALLY will not have been possible. (Gives Ravie, Jello, cameragirl, Koishii-Kitsune-Akira, and An Anonymous Soul smoothies). REVIEW PLEASE!

Chapter 5: Makeup, chess, and marsupials- Oh my!

Rhode Island

Miranda was still nervous about Mel's party. From what she'd seen of Mimi and Roger, they didn't seem like the type of people who would totally hide their identity and act like Christine and Steve. If they went to the party, they would definitely act like themselves and not like Steve and Christine. Miranda's suspicions were confirmed when she got a call from "Christine" as soon as she got home.

"Miranda! Good thing Christine had an address book, otherwise I wouldn't have known your number... Anyway, do you have any makeup that I could wear to the party? Anything at all? I couldn't find anything in her room!" Mimi pleaded.

"Well, Christine wasn't really a 'makeup' kind of person... I don't think I ever saw her wear any makeup, to tell you the truth," Miranda admitted.

"You're kidding. So she doesn't have anything?"

"Nope. And I really, really don't think it's a good idea if you borrowed any of mine- people would definitely get suspicious then," Miranda warned.

"Screw them! I'll switch back eventually, right? Think of it as elevating Christine's social life a couple notches. Please?" Miranda knew that she shouldn't have Mimi do stuff that Christine definitely wouldn't do, but she was in a nice mood that day.

"Ok, fine. Go down to my house in five minutes, and I'll get you some makeup. But don't go overboard, ok?"

"Don't worry. It's going to be hard to find anything marginally suitable for a party in Christine's closet anyway."

"And don't swear. Christine completely condemned that."

"Damn. I mean... darn. Wow, that completely wasn't as satisfying."

"I'll see you in five minutes, ok? Bye."

"Bye."

Five minutes later, Mimi showed up in a dark purple T-shirt, black sandals, and a pair of dark blue jeans with gold glitter on the bottom.

"See what I mean about her not having anything cool?"

"Relax. You look fine."

"No, I don't. You wouldn't believe how long it took to find something in her closet that wasn't pastel! This is so embarrassing!"

"Calm down. There's some makeup on top of my dresser. Go nuts. Wait, don't go nuts. Christine would never...This is so confusing!"

"Girl, I think you're the one that needs to calm down. I've known you for an hour, and already I can tell you're a worrywart. Just let me do what I want, ok?"

"Fine. But when people start accusing you of going crazy, don't come crying to me."

At that moment, Tara walked into the room.

"Hey guys! I'm all ready for the party!" Tara said.

"Hi Tara! Say, do you know where Roger is? He should be here by now," Miranda asked.

"Maybe he didn't know the way to your house," Mimi commented as she applied her eyeliner.

"Oh no!" Tara shouted.

"What?" Miranda asked. "Are you starting to faint? Because I don't want to be the last one left..."

"No, I'm fine. But today's Wednesday! Steve has a chess club match tonight!" Tara exclaimed. Mimi, who was halfway through applying her lipstick, stared at Tara in horror.

"You have GOT to be kidding me. I don't think Roger has played a game of chess in his life! Neither have I, for that matter. If you think that me wearing makeup to the party will be enough to blow our cover, forget it. Roger's bound to mess up during this chess club match. I'm guessing this means that he won't be able to go to the party?"

"No way. The match is against our biggest rivals, the Marshall High School Marsupials," Tara stated.

"What's a marsupial?" Mimi asked.

"Erm...you know, I haven't really thought about that. I think it's a kangaroo," Tara guessed.

"It's an animal that has a pouch, exactly. So Tara is technically correct," Miranda added.

"Girl, you are so smart. Here, how do I look?" Mimi asked.

Mimi clearly wasn't paying attention when Miranda told her not to go nuts. Her lips were smeared with cherry red lipstick. Christine's face, which was normally pale, looked like it had a tan. She had so much eyeshadow on that she looked like a raccoon. But, to Mimi's credit, she did make Christine look considerably more attractive than she was before.

"Well, that's...too much. Mimi, you're going to have to take some of that makeup off," Miranda said.

"Shut up! It's an improvement. No one's going to notice, and if they do, they'll probably think that it's better than before!" As Mimi said this, Lauren walked into the room.

"Hey guys, we should start to leave for the party now," Lauren said. Then she looked at Christine.

"Woah! Christine, what did you do? Don't get me wrong, it looks good, but it's just...wow. I think this is the first time that I've ever seen you wear makeup, Christine!" Lauren exclaimed.

"Well, I just thought it was time for a change, you know?" Mimi said nonchalantly, trying to make Lauren get off the subject.

"Well, if you like it, I guess it's all right. And it does look good...Say, Tara, where did you get that miniskirt? It looks great on you!" Lauren complimented as she looked at Tara's short black miniskirt and tube top.

"Thanks! You know that little boutique that just opened down the street from here? Well, they were having this huge, sale, and-" Tara was cut off by Lauren, who was pointing at her watch.

"Tara, I'd love to hear about your miniskirt, but we really have to get going. I'm heading out to the car. You guys can head out too, unless you still need to get ready. I'm guessing that Steve's at chess club?" Lauren said. The mention of "chess club" sent Mimi into a fit of giggles. Lauren gave Mimi a weird look, and the two of them headed out to Lauren's car. Tara was following after them, but Miranda's voice stopped her.

"Tara? I'm not feeling that great..." Miranda said as she fell to the ground.

At the loft...

"What...where the hell am I? Are Steve and Christine here? Shit! I didn't want this to happen! I was about to go to Mel's party, for God's sake!" Maureen yelled. Her eyes were now a dark brown, and her voice sounded younger and very worried.

"Calm down! You're going to be all right. At least...I think you are. Steve! Christine! Your friend is here!" Mark yelled as Steve and Christine both entered the room.

"Steve? Christine? Is that you?" Miranda asked, staring at them, particularly at Christine's fishnet stockings.

"Unfortunately, yes. How's everything going back home, Miranda?" Christine asked.

"Well, today is Mel's birthday party. As soon as Lauren told me about it, everyone else wanted to come too. Mimi proceeded to go over my house and use up half of my makeup in preparation for the party. Judging by what you're wearing, Christine, I can see why she was shocked when she couldn't find anything that wasn't pastel in your closet," Miranda remarked.

"Roger wasn't going to the party, was he?" Steve asked. "Because I have a chess club match against Marshall tonight, and if we lose..."

"Wait. You're telling me that Roger is going to have to play chess? This I've gotta see. I doubt that he's played a game of chess in his life!" Mark exclaimed, laughing. Steve looked shocked.

"But we can't lose today! I'll be the laughingstock of the entire school!" Steve exclaimed.

"Well, if you're on chess club, I'm guessing that you already are," Mark said sarcastically.

"Mark! You're lucky Tara isn't here. She'd clobber you!" Christine said.

"Tara? Who's that?" Mark asked.

"Steve's girlfriend. She's going to the party, too," Miranda added.

"I didn't know you had a girlfriend. You know, Maureen dated a guy who was in chess club once..." Mark said, reminiscing.

"Maureen? Who's that?" Miranda asked, oblivious to the fact that she was now in Maureen's body.

"Um... the person that you just switched bodies with. Look in the mirror," Christine told her. Miranda ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, which was slightly cracked due to the horror of Steve's singing.

"Oh my God! I'm blonde! No offense to blondes, it's just that...I can't believe this!"

"We couldn't either. You should have seen Christine when she realized that she had fishnets on..." Mark commented.

"Mark, do you have any idea how all of this started to happen?" Miranda asked, hoping that he had an answer.

"I have no idea. We think that it might have to do with this TV that Collins bought, though. Something about a TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE SUN... did you notice that?" Mark asked.

"That was an eclipse of the sun? We were at school, and we just thought that the power went out. So, you have no idea what happened, we have no idea what happened, and you don't know when we're going to be back in our respective bodies?" Miranda asked.

"No, we don't," Mark said. "I don't know if you'll be back in a couple minutes, or next week. I don't even know if it's the TV's problem or not. You're stuck here, basically."