Chapter 4: Total Confusion

"Rrrrrrriiiiiinnngg! Rrrrrrriiiiiinnngg! Rrrrrrriiiiiinnngg!" Went Desmond's telephone as it rang. His answering machine went on, and Bart's voice can be heard.

"Hey Desmond, I know its early, but, uh, just calling to tell you that you left your co-" He was then cut off by Desmond, tiredly grabbing the answering machine's phone and lifting it up, and then putting it back down. He groaned.

Oh Arceus, my head…How long have I been out for…? He thought to himself, as he craned his neck from side to side, and he opened his eyes…For some reason, something felt different.

…It just me, or did the room get bigger? Nah, it's probably just me.

Desmond then go up and went to the bathroom with the lights off. He turned on the faucet and bent his head down and started applying water to his face. His skin felt surprisingly…soft and smooth, and had the sweet scent of…strawberries? Weird. Must be the new conditioner he bought recently.

He then grabbed the towel and started rubbing it across him, while flipping the light switch on.

He put the towel down, and opened his eyes to look at his reflection…and screamed in absolute fright when he saw Emma's reflection instead of his own.

"GAH!"

He let out in a…girly scream and fell to the floor. He looked behind him to see if Emma was there. She wasn't. But if she wasn't there…then that means… Desmond slowly began to get up off the floor. He once again only saw Emma in the mirror.

So…if Emma was his reflection then… He looked at his paw, which was pink, like an Espeon's. And he was wearing pink pajamas.

Oh my Arceus… Desmond thought in his head, hearing his own, regular, manly, muscular voice. "Oh my Ar…" He blurted out, but cut himself off when it came out in Emma's voice.

Suddenly, he started to get some more horrifying thoughts.

Oh Arceus, please let "IT" still be there… His hand slowly started to descend his body, down past the waist region.

The scene then shoot to outside the house. Where Desmond mentally screamed,

NOOOOOOOO!

(At Emma's apartment)

Emma was in her body, sleeping. She was woken up by the sound of the door being knocked on in rapid repeating.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

Emma groaned, which came out kind of deep. She dismissed it, and got up, rubbing her eyes.

The door was then knocked on, even harder than before.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

Emma then proceeded to make her way to the door. Then there was yet another of knocks, this time, even louder the last two.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

Ugh…I'm coming…You don't have to knock the door down… Emma thought groggily before she opened the door…and then was faced to face with someone who looked EXACTLY like her.

"AH!" She screamed and leaped back, but it came out, deep manly, and most frighteningly…familiar.

"Fuck!" "Emma" cursed in dismay as she barged into the apartment, slamming the door shut behind "her."

Meanwhile, the real Emma was looking at herself, to see she now had black fur, yellow rings around her body, this is stuff that only…an Umbreon had. She looked at the other Emma, and finally spoke up.

"…D-Desmond?! I-is that you?" She asked, with Desmond's voice.

"Yes, it's me! Who'd else you'd think it could be?! Houdini?!" He screamed, still frustrated with his revelation, and still using Emma's voice.

"H…how did you get inside my body?" Emma asked, completely stunned.

"I don't know!" Desmond responded back, still yelling.

Emma then shut her eyes and started mumbling, "This is a dream…"

"...What? Desmond asked her, confused.

"This is a dream…" She repeated, blocking out Desmond, and was trying deny any of what was happening right now. "This is just a very…very bad dream, and I'm still in bed, asleep, in my normal body…"

She then opened her eyes, expecting to be back in her room, back in her body, but no such luck. "Dang it!"

Desmond just gave Emma a deadpanned look. "Are you done?"

Emma still frightened, could only nod.

"Good…"

He then banged his hand against the wall.

"What was that for?"

"I was really hoping this wasn't real…" He muttered in frustration. He then looked at Emma. "I knew we were spending way too much time together." He said to her.

Emma, upon hear this remark, blinked before she started…giggling?

"What? What's so funny? And stop giggling in my body!" He demanded, getting pretty angry at this point.

"I-I-I'm sorry, i-it's just…f-funny choice of words…" She said, holding back the laughter.

Desmond started at her for a moment, then glared and walked over to her…and the two Eeveelutions began slap fighting each other.

"This is not a joke!" Desmond said, slapping his former body.

"Hey, knock it off!" Emma said, slapping him right back.

"You knock it off!"

They continued this for a moment, before freezing when there was a suddenly knocking at the door. Jane's voice could be heard on the other side.

"Ems, it's me! I'm here to drop off the pizza from yesterday, let me in!"

The two 2nd generation Eeveelutions Pokémon just remained frozen in place.

"…Crap…" They said simultaneously.

"Well?" Desmond whispered to Emma. "Get rid of her!"

"What? Why don't you get rid of her? You're the one in MY body!" Emma whispered back.

The two then began quietly fighting for a moment before Desmond shoved Emma towards the door. She could only glare at her former boyfriend, now in her body, before she took a deep breath and opened the door, revealing the Vulpix, who was holding the pizza box in her mouth.

"H-hey, Jane." Emma greeted her best friend.

Jane, unaware of the swap, looked as she saw Desmond in front of her, wearing pajama pants and no shirt. She then glared and looked at "Emma" who was also in her pajamas, just standing there in the front room. She marched into the apartment, uninvited, placing the box onto the table nearby and she then marched over to Emma, still glaring.

"So, do you still hate him, or do you like him again? Call me when you've sorted this crap out…"

She then trotted to the door, but before she could leave, she turned around and looked at Desmond and Emma, and then said, "I honestly wish you two were me right now. You know, so you guys could she how disgusting this who thing is." She then went out the door, slamming it behind her.

Desmond just blinked. "Sheesh, what's up with her?"

Emma, however, just stood there, with some realization dawning on her, after hearing Jane's words. I honestly wish you two were me right now…

She then went over to Desmond, who was eating some of the leftover pizza left on the table. "What did we say to each other at the party the other night?"

Desmond rolled his eyes. "What didn't we say?"

"No, no. You said you wished you were me, and I said that I wished I could be you, to show you what a douche you've become."

Desmond look at her with a very skeptical face. "What are you saying? That this is all some kind of…what? Magical wish?"

"Yes! It the only thing that actually make any sense!" She then paused and narrowed her eyes. "This is the universe getting back at you."

"For what?" Desmond asked, really confused, not understanding how this is all his fault.

"Oh I don't know, maybe for cheating on me with Grace, and for being a jerk in general?" She said with obvious venom and sarcasm in her voice.

"And since when as the forces of the universe been on YOUR side, exactly?"

"All I know, is that this has something to do with what we said to each other that night."

Desmond then took a good look at his body and then scrounged his face.

"Ugh…"

"What?" Emma asked in curiosity.

"My body looks like hell…" He complained.

"Well, what do expect me to do about it?"

"Go to my house and put on some fresh clothes?"

"What?" Emma said in confusion. "No!"

"Well, I'm sorry, but it's going to look very weird and very difficult to explain if someone else walked in on us and saw us together in our pajamas."

Emma, realizing what Desmond was saying was true, groaned in defeat. "What do you need me to get?"

"My regular clothes. The midnight blue hoodie with the crescent moon hoodie, and blue jean pants. And, no matter what, we can tell NO ONE about any of this. They'll think we're psycho and send us to a mental institute."

"Fine." She said, agreeing. She started heading for the door and opening it, she then gave him a serious look. "Don't do anything stupid to my body or my apartment while I'm gone."

Desmond just rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I got it." He said in annoyance as Emma left.

Emma walked outside her apartment building and began to speed walk out of the neighborhood.

Unbeknownst to her, there was a certain Vulpix, watching in the bushes as the "Umbreon" left the area.

Jane narrowed her eyes suspiciously, and walked back into the apartment. Once she got to Emma's door, she knocked on it, and heard "Emma's" voice from inside.

"Coming!"

The door opened to reveal the Espeon, still in pajamas, at the door. Jane then barged in the apartment. "Emma, what the hell's going on?!" She shouted, angrily at her best friend.

Oh great, HER again… Desmond thought, annoyed, as he was hoping that he was done, dealing with Jane.

"Did Desmond stay here the whole night?!"

Before Desmond could even open his mouth to respond, Jane fired more questions off.

"Did you sleep with him? Did you have sex with him?"

This caused the "Espeon's" eyes to widen in shock. "What?! NO!"

"Then why was he here?!" However, before he could come up with an excuse, the Vulpix gasped, when a certain thought popped into her mind.

"Are you two dating again?"

Desmond, trying to avoid as much suspicion as possible, sighed and gave a "half-truth."

"Well…I guess you could say that he and I have decided to 'stick together,' for now."

This caused the Vulpix to groan, in clear annoyance.

"Why?! The guy's a complete sleaze ball!"

Desmond looked at her and blinked. …Well, glad to know how SHE feels.

He then shrugged and tried to play it off.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe you misjudge him, Jane. I mean, he's cool, popular, and handsome. You can't say there's not one nice thing about him…"

Jane just gave a deadpanned look. "Emma…I can say it…there's absolutely not one nice thing about that guy." This earned a frown from Desmond.

"Also, why are you defending him I mean you're the one who is always telling me how that dumb TV show he host has turned him into a complete monster?"

Desmond's eyes went wide in realization. Oh Arceus, that's right…my job!

However, before Desmond could speak up, the door opened, revealing "Desmond," wearing a fresh set of clothes that he normally wears. He looked at the two with a nervous smile.

"Uh…Hi..?"

Jane then rolled her eyes with a glare. "I'm out of here." She then shoved past "Desmond" and left.

"What was Jane doing back here?" Emma asked.

"Never mind, that! We have a serious problem!" He ran over and started shaking his former body's shoulders.

"W-w-wh-wha-what?" Emma asked, still being shook by Desmond.

"MY JOB!" He shouted with clear panic in his voice, releasing Emma, and flailing his tail, to show how panicked he truly his.

"SO?! Just call in sick!" Emma fired back at him, not understanding the problem.

"No, no, no, I can't do that. Not now!"

"Why not?!"

"Because! The show's having a one year celebration, and they're going to air a new LIVE every day for a whole week starting next Sunday!"

"Well, I'm sorry, but until we can get back in our proper bodies, I don't know exactly what I can do to help you!" Emma said.

Desmond just stared at her, an idea forming in his brain. "…You're gonna to have to take my place."

This shocked Emma. "W-what?"

"You're going to have to take my place as host of the show." Desmond replied.

Emma immediately started shaking her head rapidly with her new Umbreon eyes bugging out of her head. "No, no, no! I-I can't! I-I have stage freight!" She said as quickly as possible, with panic in her voice.

Desmond then places his paws on her shoulders. "Come on, please?! This job really means a lot to me!"

He pleaded, but Emma was not budging. He then sighed.

"Look…I'll help you out as much as possible, to get ready, AND I'll take your place and help keep your job and life on track, now PLEASE, help me out?" He basically got on his knees and begged.

Emma just looked at her former body, that had a pleading look on its face, and she caved. "Fine…"

Desmond jumped up. "Great! Now, let me get your body dressed. We have a lot of work to do if we're going to fool anyone into think we're each other..."

Hey everyone, Mysteryals here. Now I know the terminology got weird or incorrect, with the body swap and all, but just remember, this is my first body swap fanfiction story, so I don't know all the details yet, but Ill get it sorted out. Keep reading, your all an amazing audience, Mysteryals...out.