Vincent woke up, stretched, and then looked around. He expected to see his garden, a couple of statues that decorated his house, his bath-tub, and a couple columns of ivy and vines. What he saw shocked him. He was sleeping in Dinah's bed!
Vincent untangled himself from the sheets, wondering how he got there. Did he sleepwalk? No, he'd never sleep-walked before. Did Dinah come and drag him to her house? It seemed unlikely, since Dinah could only carry about twenty pounds. Besides, he was a pretty light sleeper.
Someone knocked on Dinah's door. Vincent, believing it was Dinah, quickly got up and opened the door. There stood Aunt Jane, holding a breakfast tray.
"Dinah, are you okay? You look…pale. Are you sick?" She asked, setting the tray on Dinah's nightstand and feeling Vincent's forehead. "No fever…listen, you can go for a walk if you like. Maybe fresh air will do you good." With that, Aunt Jane went back downstairs.
'Wait a minute…did she call me Dinah?' Vincent wondered. He ran to the mirror to check his reflection. Sure enough, Dinah's ice blue eyes stared back at him in astonishment, and Vincent could see that he was wearing her nightgown. 'This is not happening…this is not happening…!' Vincent panicked, almost ripping out chunks of Dinah's hair. If I'm in her body, then where is Dinah?!
Vincent didn't bother to answer the question. He quickly picked out one of Dinah's dresses from her closet and changed with his eyes closed. Then, with a good-bye to Aunt Jane, he ran to the mausoleum.
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Dinah lazily opened her eyes, expecting to see the pink canopy of her bed. But she only saw white. She sat up quickly, taking in her surroundings. Two black chairs sat in the corner, a bone coffee table between them. On the table sat a chess board carved of fine wood. A mirror framed in bones was to the left of the bed. An assortment of weapons lined the walls, from the smallest daggers to gargantuan swords that would take three men to carry. A small cabinet sat next to one of the chairs.
Dinah stood up and went over to the cabinet and checked its contents. A knife for carving laid flat, handle towards the door. Dinah saw something colorful behind some animal bones. She carefully removed the object. Picture books?
Dinah stood up and looked for some clue to tell her where she was. The bed told her. At its foot, roughly carved, was the name "Edrear".
'What the..?! Edrear'sroom?!' Thought Dinah, 'How did I end up here?'
Dinah quickly rushed to the mirror, suspecting the worst. She cautiously checked her reflection, which confirmed her suspicions. Edrear's almond-shaped brown eyes stared back at her, her mouth gaped in surprise. Dinah ran from Edrear's room to the Mausoleum, Edrear's armor making not a single sound on the polished floor. Maybe some answers would be there.
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Edaniel lazily opened one eye then closed it again. He reached out his hand to grab Skwidget, his stuffed bunny, but found only air. Edaniel decided to roll out of bed to find Skwidget, but hit the floor with a loud *THUD*.
"Crud, forgot to be my furry green handsome self again…" mumbled Edaniel, standing up to find his mirror. He yawned, trudged half-asleep to the mirror, and then started to fix his hair. Edaniel looked a little closer at his reflection, and then let out an anguished cry.
"EDREAR!!!! YOU'VE GONE TOOOOO FAR!!! HOW DARE YOU GIVE ME VICTOR'S HAIRCUT?! YOU'RE DEAD MEAT!!!" and with that, Edaniel kicked open the door and looked down the hall to make sure that he knew exactly which room to enter so he could kick his brother's butt.
Edaniel chose a door, screamed "walla-walla-Washington", and then kicked down the door. He pounced on the first thing he saw, tore it to pieces, but then realized that it was a dummy used for making clothes.
There just happened to be a full length mirror in the room, and when Edaniel looked at it, he saw what's-his-name staring back at him. Edaniel waved his arm. Jeremy moved his arm. Then it dawned on Edaniel that he was in Victor's body.
Edaniel went back to Valentine's room. He looked through Vincent's closet for something to wear instead of his nightshirt. Edaniel, seeing a coat that was the right style and color, pulled it out of the closet. But it was too long for Edaniel's taste. So he cut it, slipped it on, found some black pants and white boots, and then ran to the mausoleum. He had this sense that he would find some answers there.
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Edrear woke up and stretched his arms. He looked around the room, expecting to see his miniature armory. Instead, he saw his brother's room, which was painted purple and had orange and green furniture. Edrear also saw his brother's massive DVD collection, as well as the green fish shaped TV set.
Edrear stood up and began to walk towards the door, until he heard the clicking of boots on the marble floor. Edrear whipped around and reached for his sword, which caused him to trip over his own two feet and fall onto Edaniel's cat bed. This was very strange, because Edrear had a perfect sense of balance and had never tripped in his whole life. Also, Edrear's sword was missing.
Glancing down at his hip, Edrear saw his brother's striped pants and twisting tail. Suspecting the worst, Edrear quickly rose to his feet and trotted over to Edaniel's full sized mirror. Staring back at him was his brother, blond locks and all.
"Holy hooded angel…" cursed Edrear silently. Edrear bust out of Edaniel's room and started running to the mausoleum. He knew that whoever was responsible for this would be there.
