I hadn't planned on doing the body swap one, but I'm glad I did cause it was a nice break from all the angst that I do.Also, side note, I found out about this at like ten last night, so none of these are anywhere close to my best work (there may be lots of spelling and grammar errors as well).

Hubert found it odd that the spell he and Ferdinand had been hit with had no effect on either one of them. He knew about all there was to know about spells, potions, and poisons. So for nothing to happen was suspicious at best.

The oddities continued into the next morning. When he woke up, he felt…different. Heavier. He went to rub his eyes when he noticed that he was tanner than usual. He almost looked like…

He looked around, noticing that he wasn't in his own room. He threw the covers off of him, practically running to the full-length mirror.

Staring back at him was Ferdinand.

He ran a hand through his (Ferdinand's?) hair, repressing the urge to scream. The spell had worked. It just took about a day for the effects to start showing. If that were the case, it would take a day for the spell to wear off. He sighed.

Hubert jolted when he heard a knock. "Yes?" He was somewhat shocked to hear that he sounded like Ferdinand.

"Hu…Ferdinand, it's me, Hubert. May I come in?"

"Of course!"

Ferdinand opened the door, and Hubert had to admit that it was a little weird seeing himself. Per Ferdinand fashion, he had dressed for the day, looking like Hubert usually did sans the panicked expression on his face. "What happened?!"

"Calm yourself, dear-"

"How do you expect me to remain calm?! Do you understand how hard it was for me to keep my composure when everyone keeps addressing me as Minister von Vestra?!"

"I understand that." Hubert placed a hand on Ferdinand's (his) shoulder. It was then that he stopped to notice the height difference. He brushed the thought aside. "I will admit…we are both to blame for the predicament we're currently in. But worrying about it won't help."

"Both of us are to blame?" Ferdinand donned an expression that suited Hubert rather well. "It's your fault for trying some random incantation. But how is this my fault?"

"You startled me! I have told you multiple times to stop walking into my room without so much as a knock. My first instinct is to attack and I had already said the incantation." Hubert sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "We're in this situation now, and we have about 24 hours before we get out of it."

"So what do we do?"

"We will have to be each other for the day. I hope you don't have any plans besides our war council meeting."

"I do not. And you?"

"Neither do I."

"Well, good." Ferdinand turned to leave, but was quickly stopped by Hubert. "What is it, love?"

"It'd be best if we stay together until the meeting starts. If we're to act as each other, we should inform each other about what we're to talk about."

Ferdinand laughed, but instantly stopped when it came out as Hubert's terrifying chuckle. "I wish you the best of luck, Hubie. Because I have lots to report."

Surprisingly, the first half of the day had gone rather smoothly. Hubert somehow managed to get through the load of reports that Ferdinand had managed to write in the past month (Hubert really underestimated his work ethic) with only a few stumbles. In terms of working out their next plan of attack against the church, they argued like usual, so no one seemed to notice anything wrong. Ferdinand did have to tone down his regular enthusiasm, but he managed to do so and portray a rather convincing Hubert (it seemed his sarcasm was rubbing off on the ginger).

Currently, the two sat in the library, trying to see if there was a way to reverse the spell sooner. So far, they found nothing. Hubert sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"If you keep doing that, I am going to be bald before we switch back."

Hubert sighed again, but didn't comb the ginger's hair. "This whole thing is just annoying."

Ferdinand wrapped his long arms around his beloved. "You're more stressed out than usual. It seems that we're both done for the day. So why not go back to your room and we can sort-"

"Hey, Ferdinand! Are you in here?"

Ferdinand's eyes widened. "Crap…I forgot that I was supposed to spar with Caspar today."

"Why don't we just-"

"I have seen you swing a lance. You will ruin my reputation if you go in my stead." He looked around. "Just…lay your head on my shoulder and look sad."

"Why would I-"

"Just do it!"

Hubert rolled his eyes, but moved to position himself to wear he could comfortably lay on his own shoulder (which in reality, wasn't that comfortable. How did Ferdinand do this so often?).

It was then that Caspar rounded the corner. "Hey, buddy. You ready for our…you okay? You don't look to go."

"He just has a slight fever from overworking himself. Nothing too drastic." Ferdinand answered, and Hubert had to hold back a smirk. He didn't think the ginger realized how often he did that to himself.

"Why not just go to Lin?"

"And waste his time on something so minor? That's foolish. I can take care of him myself."

"I'm sorry, Caspar." Hubert sighed, resisting the urge to roll his eyes over how incredibly stupid the situation was.

"Don't worry about it, man. You just get some rest." With that, Caspar walked back out of the library.

It wasn't until he left that they both let out a breath. Hubert laughed. "You make quite the convincing Hubert."

"Why, thank you! You are not so bad yourself." He grabbed Hubert's hand. "Now, it is nearly evening. Let's go back to your room. I believe that we both have a few reports to do and I would rather not talk to anyone else for the rest of the day."

"Agreed."

"You are not going to make a habit out of this, Hubert."

"I only have a few more documents to read over and then-"

"It is well past midnight."

"Then go to bed."

"And leave you here by yourself to work yourself into dawn? Absolutely not!" Ferdinand walked over to Hubert's desk, kissing the top of his own head. "Besides, the sooner we go to bed, the sooner morning will come and the spell will have worn off."

"You make a compelling argument…but there is still work to be done."

Ferdinand groaned. "Well, I am going to bed. Feel free to join me when you realize that I am right."

Hubert only grunted in response, fully absorbed back in his work. By the time he had finished, it was around two in the morning. He sighed, rubbing his eyes before looking over at his bed.

Even in his own body, Ferdinand slept so peacefully. His chest slowly rose and fell in even rhythms and his face was completely relaxed. He hadn't changed into his nightwear, but he had taken off his black overcoat, boots, and gloves, leaving him in his white shirt and black trousers. Hubert did the same. He took off Ferdinand's ornate red coat, armor, boots, and gloves, not even bothering to put his hair up before he laid down next to his own sleeping form. He wrapped his arms around Ferdinand, who instantly snuggled into his arms, mumbling something incoherent in his sleep. Hubert chuckled, kissing the top of his head. "Goodnight, my dear."

"Hubert! Hubert, wake up!"

Hubert groaned, shielding the overheard sun from his eyes. "Ferdinand…how can you be so cheery this early in the morning-"

"It worked!"

"What worked?"

"We are back to normal!"

Hubert finally found the strength to open his eyes and found golden eyes staring back at him. He looked at his hands, his own magic stained hands. He looked back up at Ferdinand with a smile. "It seems we are." He was nearly tackled into a hug by an overjoyed ginger, who couldn't stop laughing.

The two laid in each other's arms for a while before Ferdinand spoke. "Now, Hubert…what have we learned from this ordeal?"

Hubert sighed, but he couldn't hold back a smirk. "...Not to try random incantations that I haven't done extensive research on." He pressed his nose against Ferdinand's. "And what have you learned?"

The ginger chuckled. "Not to startle you. Especially when you are working on random incantations."

"Good."

The two sat in silence once more, enjoying each other's company before Ferdinand sat up. "Would you like to join me on my morning ride? I think Jaspar could use the exercise too."

"I think you just want another excuse to spend time with my horse."

Ferdinand shrugged. "Maybe." He reached out his hand. "So?"

Hubert took it, kissing the back of it. "I would love to."

I hope you guys enjoyed some non-angsty from me. A few of these may be a little late because this was super last minute, but I'll try to get them all uploaded in a week. Stay tuned and see you guys l8tr!