I decided to write a chapter where Dick and Jay switch places. And yes, I stole this idea from Freaky Friday. Hopefully, it won't get confusing.

Chapter 60: In My Shoes

Jason's POV

I looked up from the couch, to see Dick, Tim, and Damian looking extremely pissed off. Oh shit! I had skipped school today, because I didn't really feel like going. And I completely forgot about Tim and Damian.

"Jason, is there a reason I had to leave class early to pick up Damian and Tim?" Dick asked, clearly pissed.

"Sorry, Mom." I replied sarcastically, while returning to my attention back to the couch.

"That's not funny! Why can't you ever act responsible! What if something had happened to Tim and Damian! Can you ever think about someone other than yourself!" Dick yelled at me, while the midgets headed upstairs, trying to avoid a fight.

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not perfect like you!" I yelled, while rising from the couch.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean!"

I snorted. "Please, you know it's true. That's why everyone likes you better! Because you're perfect! Bruce, Damian, Leslie, Alfred, the entire Justice League, the Titans, the freaking animals, even the people who kidnap us like you better! You're like the perfect freaking hostage!"

"I am not perfect! You have no idea what goes on in my life! And you think my life is easy, take a look at your own! You don't do anything! You lay around on the couch, getting fatter, not giving a damn about anyone but yourself, and you still manage to get yourself into trouble!" he screamed.

"My life is not perfect! And I am not fat! Its muscle! And I don't get into trouble all the time! You're the one who gets kidnapped all the time!"

"Not anymore; someone has to pay the ransom for your sorry ass! You couldn't even find the damn bank! And you stay in trouble! You'd better thank God that Bruce and I are there to save your sorry ass!" he shouted.

"I don't need anyone to save me! And you have no idea what I go through!" I yelled before I tackled him to the ground.

"Richard! Jason! That's enough!" Bruce yelled as he pulled us apart.

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Dick's POV

Jason and I glared at each other from across the table. Tim sat beside Jason and Damian sat beside me. Bruce and Alfred were at the heads of the table. We were at a Chinese restaurant in downtown Gotham.

"Richard. Jason. Stop glaring at each other and eat." Bruce growled.

"Sorry, I was just looking at Dickie's hickey." Jason smirked as I blushed.

I could see Bruce and Alfred glaring at me. Time to go to the bathroom.

At the same moment, Jason and I stood up and said we needed to go to the bathroom. We raced away from the table and Jason got there before I did.

"Jason! Hurry up!" I growled while beating on the door.

"Looks like you're gonna have to wait, circus freak."

I could smell cigarette smoke seeping through the door.

"You'd better not be smoking in there!" I threatened.

The door opened, revealing him leaning up against the doorframe with a cancer stick hanging out of his mouth. He removed the stick and puffed a ring of smoke into my face, before asking me what I was going to do about it.

I reached out and snatched the cigarette from his lips and tossed it into the toilet. "What the hell is your problem!" I roared at him.

"My problem? What the hell is your problem!" he growled while exiting the bathroom and moving towards me, until we stood glaring at each other.

"Cookie?" an old Chinese woman asked while walking up to us and holding a tray containing two fortune cookies.

We each took one and broke it, not bothering to read the fortune.

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Dick's POV

(This might get a little confusing, but Dick and Jay have now switched places)

I yawned as I slowly stretched and bent down to ruffle Damian's hair. He yawned and looked up at me with his big baby blue eyes. Big baby blue eyes? Wait, Dami has brown eyes.

"Timmy, when did you get in here?" I asked noticing how my voice suddenly got deeper.

"Did you just call me Timmy?" he asked while looking strangely at me.

"Yes, I always-" wait, why am I in Jason's room?

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Jason's POV

"Grayson, wake up! You're going to be late for class!" Damian demanded while tugging on my arm.

"Knock it off, Demon." I responded while rolling over.

"What did you just refer to me as?" he asked; sounding a little hurt.

"Look, Mini Bat, I didn't mean it like that." I replied, while rolling over to face him.

Wait, when did Damian get in my bed? Where'd Tim go? And since when are my boxers blue? I normally wear-

I jolted up. Why the hell am I in Dick's room?

"Grayson, are you alright?" Damian asked suspiciously.

"Yeah." I replied, before bolting out of bed and bursting through the door only to run into… myself?

We sat on the floor staring at each other before I was pulled to my feet and dragged into a spare bedroom.

"Jason?" he asked cautiously.

"No shit, Sherlock! How in the hell are you me and I'm you!" I whispered savagely.

"I don't know how you managed to screw up, but I want my body back now!" Dick hissed. "And why are you smiling?"

"Have I always been that sexy?" I replied.

Dick rolled his eyes. "Stop fooling around! This is serious!" he hissed.

"Well, what are we going to do?" I asked.

"Okay. We can get through this. Until I figure out how to change us back, we're just going to have to pretend to be each other. Jason, you're going to have to act just like I do."

"Okay. So I'll just act like a perfect prick. Who skips around hugging people and playing Daddy's perfect little angel."

"Right!" he replied sarcastically. "And I'll just act like a complete dumbass that only sleeps on the couch and gets fatter; while being a selfish douche who fails his classes!"

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Bruce's POV

"Morning boys." I greeted as Jason and Dick came down for breakfast.

They both sat down in their seats beside me. Dick stared at his egg white omelet with toast on the side and coffee in disgust, while Jason looked at his glass of chocolate milk and his plate overflowing with bacon, chocolate chip pancakes, sausage, a cinnamon bagel, grits, eggs, buttered toast, muffins, hash browns, and half of a grapefruit in horror.

Tim and Damian both stared at them suspiciously before returning their attention to their oatmeal.

"Jason, did you study for your exam?" I asked breaking the silence.

"No, Bruce. I never study that's why I failed twice." Jason replied while smiling at Dick.

Dick smiled darkly at Jason. "Bruce, I'm gay." He replied as I practically choked on my coffee.

"Ha-ha. Dick, you are so funny… Now tell them you were joking!" Jason threatened.

"How about you try and make me." Dick smirked, leaning forward.

"I am not going to fight you about this!" Jason growled, meeting Dick.

"Enough! What is wrong with the two of you!" I shouted pushing them apart.

"Ask Di- Jason! After all, I'm freaking perfect!" Dick yelled across the table.

"That's it! No patrol for the rest of the week for either of you!" I shouted. "Now, go to school! We'll talk about this later." I threatened.

What is wrong with them? I mean if I didn't know any better… wait a minute. Today is April first. April Fool's Day. That explains everything.

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Jason's POV

Wow, Dick's body is really bendy. I had the sudden urge to flip down the hallway. Now if I could just find his freaking class… wait a minute. This would be the perfect opportunity to skip class and ruin Goldenboy's perfect attendance. As a matter of fact, I think I'll take the day off and spend it with Dic- I mean my girlfriend, Barbara.

Dick's POV

"Good morning Principal Aldridge." I called cheerily to her.

She looked at me in shock before recovering. "That is not the way to get on my good side Mr. Todd-Wayne." She threatened before retreating to her office.

Timmy and Dami looked up at me in shock.

"Um Jay, are you sure you're feeling okay?" Tim asked nervously.

"I feel fine, Timmy. Now you and Dami had better get to class before the bell rings. We wouldn't want to be late." I called to their shocked faces while walking away.

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Jason's POV

Oh my God! Dick always has the hottest girlfriends. Now that I think about it, he always had a thing for red heads. I slowly undid Barbara's bra; savoring every moment.

"Damn, Barbara. You are one fine, lucky bitch." I whispered onto her bare neck.

She turned around swiftly and said, "What did you just say?"

"Um, shut up and kiss me." I replied while leaning into her lips.

She pulled back. "Dick, what the hell is wrong with you!" she shouted while reaching for bra and sliding her arms back through it.

"Nothing. What's up with your attitude? Are you on your rag or something?" I asked.

She looked up at me with fire burning in her eyes. Oh shit! I'm in trouble!

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Dick's POV

After handing in Jason's B- paper (I was feeling generous), I thought about yesterday and what could have happened. My mind kept going back to the Chinese restaurant. I kept thinking that they had something to do with it.

The teacher suddenly approached my desk and slammed the paper down onto my desk. He had given me an F on the test. "See me after class, Mr. Todd- Wayne." He replied.

I waited until the bell rang and slowly approached his desk.

"How did you manage to fail another test?" he exclaimed.

"I'm sure I didn't fail, Professor Walker. You could have made a mistake. You could orally ask me the questions and I-"

"No Jason. That's not possible." Jason? Teachers normally call you by your last name. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to fail you. What will your father say when he finds out? But, you could avoid the confrontation by agreeing to do the extra credit we've already talked about. I've already given you my home address. Just show up after dark; we'll make it quick." He replied while reaching out to rub my shoulder.

I knocked his hand away and backed away from him in shock. He was going to force Jason into sleeping with him. No way in hell is he going to get away with this. No one hurts my little brother and gets away with it.

"Don't even think about telling anyone about it. No one would believe you. It's your word against mine. And don't forget about those other two brats you call your 'little brothers,' remember they haven't had my class yet." He threatened.

"Are you threatening my little brothers, Professor Walker?" I asked coldly, drawing Jason's full height up.

"Are you threatening me, Jason?" he bantered.

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Jason's POV

I walked into the kitchen. Alfred pushed a bottle of pills labeled anti-depressants towards me. Richard J. Grayson was written on the label. What? Why does Dick have suicide stopper pills?

"I picked up your prescription, Master Richard." Alfred replied understandingly, while placing his hand onto my shoulder.

"Um, how long has Di- I mean how long have I been on these?"

"Since the incident with the Titans… is something wrong? Do you want to talk about it?" Alfred stated.

"No… I just lost count of time." I replied lamely.

What happened with Chris, Connor, and Tula wasn't his fault. It was mine. I was the only one who made it out alive.

"Dick, I need to talk to you." Bruce called from behind me.

I rose and slowly followed him out of the kitchen.

"Is something bothering you?" he asked while taking a seat across from me in his study.

"No."

"Is it Jason again?" he asked.

I looked up at the mention of my name. Does Dick complain about me often?

"Look, I know it's hard on you with the Justice League, and trying to help Tim with the Titans, being Nightwing and Dick Grayson, and collage, and Barbara, and trying to keep the company going when I'm not here, and trying to keep the house in order, and taking care of the others. But, sometimes you push yourself too much. Maybe you should take a break for a while… Look, son. I care about you and I don't want to see you hurt. I know a lot of responsibility rests on your shoulders, but you shouldn't have to carry it alone. If something's bothering you, you can tell me."

"Nothing's wrong. I guess I've just had a lot on my plate… And I'm not gay." I replied, honestly. Bruce is right, Dick does have a lot of responsibilities and I could never do half of them. He does a lot for all of us and none of us have ever actually said thank you. No wonder he's taking anti-depressant drugs.

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Dick's POV

I walked in to see Jason lounging around on the couch in my body.

"Get up!" I ordered while knocking him onto the floor.

Hmm, I never realized how strong Jason was. I couldn't help but wonder if he holds back when we're training.

"What!" he growled.

"We need to talk and I think I know how to change us back." I replied.

We walked into the garage and climbed into his Hummer. I could tell he was pissed that I was driving his car.

"Why didn't you tell me about what was going on with your math professor?" I asked as soon as he slid into the car.

"Why didn't you tell me that you're taking anti-depressants and you're on the verge of suicide!" he yelled at me, before turning to stare out the window.

We sat in silence for the rest of the trip. I sighed and looked over at him as I pulled the car into the parking spot.

"Jason, look at me." I gently asked.

My reflection turned and looked up at me.

"I'm not on the verge of doing something stupid. It's just that… I… my responsibilities sometimes get the best of me and I start thinking about really dumb ideas. So, I've been on them for like a couple of years. Look, I'm not going to do anything or go anywhere... I'm not going to leave you. Okay?"

"My history teacher threatened me. He said if I didn't… well, you know. He'd go after Tim and Damian next... And I have been trying harder in school. I swear; I'm ready to get the hell out of this place. I didn't tell you or Bruce because I thought you might not believe me." He mumbled.

"Jason, I'd always believe you." I reached into my pocket and dropped my cellphone into his cup holder. "I recorded my last conversation with your professor. Give it to Bruce, when you're ready. I'll back you up."

He looked up at me and smiled. "Thanks bro."

"No problem. Now let's find out how to get us changed back, if you're okay."

"Believe me; I'm ready to go back to being myself. Your life sucks."

"Yours isn't all that great either."

"And I kinda did something bad, but I apologized and she's not mad at you anymore."

"Is it Barbara?"

"Maybe."

"It's a good thing you're in my body or else I'd kill you."

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Jason's POV

"Welcome to-" The waitress began before I interrupted him.

"I want my body back now!" I hissed as the woman paled before Dick interrupted.

"What he means is that something strange happened to s and we'd like to talk-"

The woman started to curse in Chinese before smiling at us. "Please follow me."

I swapped glances with my reflection before we followed her into an office. We each took a seat across from her.

"I am so sorry. My mother, well… she saw the two of you fighting and well… she wanted to show you how the other lives."

"How is that possible?" Dick asked.

"I do not know." The woman replied.

"How do we change back?" I asked.

"Did either of you read the fortune from the cookie she gave you?" She asked as we shook our heads.

"What you see is what you lack, then an act of selfless love will change you back."

"What?" I asked as Dick shrugged his shoulders.

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"How are we gonna get changed back?"

"I don't know, Jay. We have to perform a selfless act of love." He replied as we headed towards the car.

"Ugh! I just want to be me again!" I exclaimed as Dick continued to ignore me.

"Come on. We need to get back before patrol."

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I squeezed into Nightwing's costume. I'm gonna need some butter if I wanna get out of this thing. Damn! This is tight!

I grabbed his fairy wands before heading over to Batman and Red Hood. I growled as I saw Dick in my costume.

"The Joker escaped from Arkham."

I swallowed the lump in my throat as I froze. The Joker.

Killer Croc is nothing more than an overgrown lizard. Scarecrow can't do anything to me; my life is a living nightmare. The Riddler is a smartass. The Penguin is a joke. Poison Ivy is a hippie. But, the Joker is something I fear. I'm terrified of the clown.

"Nightwing, you're with me." Batman ordered before turning to Dick. "Jason, stay away from the Joker. You're going after the Riddler. Red Robin and Robin aren't going out tonight."

I watched as Dick climbed onto my bike. I wished I could trade places with him. I don't want to do this.

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Dick's POV

"How could you have solved my riddle that fast? It normally takes you longer." The Riddler asked as I cuffed him.

"It wasn't hard." I replied.

"Well, I've got another one. What's red and black with a hole?"

"Um, Hell?"

"Wrong. The answer is you." He replied as a wild laugh filled the air.

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Jason's POV

"Batman, are you sure the Joker's here?" I whispered.

"No."

A soft buzzing filled the air. We glanced down to our com links and found Red Hood's distress signal to be flashing.

"Let's move!" Batman ordered as a grenade landed in-between us.

I was practically tackled to the ground by Batman as Black Mask's figure ran past.

"Find Red Hood! I'll deal with Black Mask! I'll be there as soon as I can!" Batman ordered as he ran after Black Mask.

The Joker is still out there and I have to go alone. And Dick's in trouble… What if the Joker has Dick?

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I peered through the skylight of the warehouse. I could see Red Hood chained to the wall and bleeding heavily. Damn it! Dick's getting blood on my favorite jacket!

Before I could climb down, the monster that haunts my nightmares appeared. I grimaced as the clown strutted right up to Dick with a bomb… no.

"You won't get away this time." The clown sang.

I don't give a shit if it's the Joker! That's my body and more importantly, my brother! And the Joker is not going to kill him!

"Get the Hell away from my brother!" I screamed before dropping down onto the clown.

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Dick's POV

"Goodnight Bluejay." Bruce said softly as he turned the lights out as I smirked to myself, I didn't know Bruce still called Jason that. I closed my eyes.

"Dick?"

I opened my eyes to see myself standing at Jason's door. I motioned for Jay to come closer and he slid into the bed beside me.

"You okay?" I asked, rolling onto my side to face him as I tried to be careful not to bust any stitches.

"You're the one who got shot and almost died."

"I'm alive because of you."

"Yes, I'm amazing even when I'm you." He smirked as I rolled my eyes.

"Jay, I know you were scared, but you did it. You brought the Joker and the Riddler down without killing anyone and you saved me."

"Of course I did. I had to protect my sexy body and keep your goody-goody reputation intact. Besides, you would have done the same for me."

"True, but I would have done it better. So, how does living in my shoes for a day feel?" I asked.

"Like shit. You're life really sucks… And I never realized how much you really do for us and how much we need you."

"You're life isn't as easy as I thought it was."

"Yeah… I was scared that Joker was gonna kill you." He whispered, looking away from me.

Our eyes met as we immediately hugged each other.

"I'm sorry, Big Bird. I love you." Jason cried.

"I'm sorry too, Little Wing! I love you too!"

At that exact moment, we both nearly fell out of bed as an earthquake rumbled inside the room. A flash of light was seen before I shut my eyes.

I opened my eyes to find that I was looking at Jason. Jason!

"I'm sexy again!" I cried.

"Yes! I'm not short anymore… shit! My chest hurts!" Jason exclaimed as his hands travelled over his bandaged stomach. "We just had to switch back now!" he grumbled as I smiled.

"Feels great to be back to normal doesn't it?" I smirked before he pushed me off his bed.

"It's a good thing you're injured or else I'd kick your ass."

"I can still take you."

"Could not."

"Could too." he mocked.

"Could not!"

"Could too!"

"Go to bed!" Bruce shouted as I scrambled into the bed.

"Quick, pretend you're asleep incase he comes!" I hissed as we pulled the covers up.