A/N:2 favorites and yet no reviews for TAOJAG. Oh, but it's so funny. Jack and Glen remind me of Naruto and Sasuke-you know, dark and gloomy and cheery and playful? Well, probably a subversion, since we all know Jack is evil now.

Chapter 2: An angry Glen is no fun

Oswald frowned as he struggled to sneak into the Baskerville estate. The utter shame of having to sneak into his own house had already passed, but he could already tell that some people were beginning to notice the sneaky blond's tactics. The servants had already started to whisper about the young Vessalius perhaps having an affair with their master.

He had to scoff at that. He and Jack were nothing more than friends. Seriously, why did people misinterpret such things so much? Couldn't two men be friends without people assuming that they had to be gay? He groaned as he ran a hand through his now blond bangs and tried to enter the window to his room, only to discover that it was locked.

"Damn!" He hissed, struggling to open the window, only to blink as he realized a certain pinkette was glaring at him from the other side of the window.

"JACK! WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?" She shrieked. It was then that he realized that he had tried to enter the wrong room entirely. Lottie was only half-dressed, dressed in only a bra and a skirt.

Oswald tried hard to keep from having a nosebleed. He tried his best to sound happy and talkative-that in itself was hard enough for him to do. "Uh...hello, Lottie?" He said, trying and failing to sound cheery.

Apparently, Lottie fell for his pathetic acting. She grabbed her knife and whipped it right at his throat. "Get out of my window, you pervert! I won't let you bother Glen-sama, even though he did wake up late today and-"

"Where is he at this moment? I just need to speak to him." Oswald said, noticing how weird it sounded to be talking of himself as though he didn't exist. "Can I come in?"

Lottie immediately stomped on his hand, causing him to cry out in pain and nearly fall off the window ledge. She smirked and grabbed his ponytail.

This is why I have short hair. I don't want to put up with people like Lacie tugging at my hair. Jack must be having a ball...

"So, Jack, are you going to leave now?" She grinned as she tugged at it, causing him to cry out.

"Let go, please." He whined. If only he were in his normal body now, then she wouldn't have treated him like this. Alas, the tortures for poor Oswald were only beginning, and if he had any knowledge of the terrible things Jack was going to do to his body, he'd probably have strangled the blond and tossed him in the river.

"Why should I, Jack? So you can come in here and do dirty things to me?" Lottie hissed dangerously.

"No, just please...let me go!" He whined again. Lottie sighed...and then dropped his ponytail, causing poor Oswald to lose his balance and fall several feet to the ground. Oswald groaned as he sat on the ground, rubbing himself off. He could hear several of the other Glens in his head, laughing at him. How he hated his schizophrenia.

This is quite an AMUSING turn of events, Oswald. To think you would switch places with the Vessalius...

"Oh, shut up," He hissed at one of the Glens.

As he lay there, someone approached him. A woman with red hair came towards him. Oswald recognized this person. Wasn't this woman Miranda Barma? Oswald didn't really know much about the woman other than the fact that she was friends with Jack...which meant...oh, snap.

"Jack, did you get thrown out of the tower again? Trying to see your girlfriend, huh?"

Oswald tried hard not to vomit at that image. He was Lacie's brother-not that Miranda knew that, but it was probably a good thing that she didn't know.

"You know, he is so hot! Oswald...that coal-black hair of his...those violet eyes...I want his head, so that way I can stare at his face every day of my life!"

A/N:When I first read Jack's description of Oswald, I screamed: "LELOUCH!" at my computer before I calmed down. Inner anime fangirl, people. It's a crazy mind.

Now Oswald was frightened. Was this really what she thought of him? He was never going to invite her to another part again, lest she decapitate him in the middle of the night.

"...Jack, are you even listening to me?"

Crap. He had to talk, had to talk, had to say something. He bit his lip. "I'm fine."

"You seem out of it." She said.

You don't know the half of it.

Jack was growing very bored. He was getting really sick of not smiling and frowning at every opportunity. "Can I please flirt with one girl?" He begged.

"No," Lacie hissed. "You know what I think about that."

Jack flinched. He froze upon seeing himself headed his way, looking very irritated.

"Oh, look, Niisan's here. He's not happy. Overprotective again, huh?" Lacie chuckled.

"Jack-er, Glen, I need to talk to you!" Glen said. Jack reluctantly followed.

Once they were alone...

"What the heck did you do, Jack? This has to be your fault!"

"My fault? I don't know...I just woke up in your body. It sucks..." Jack whined.

"Don't act all stupid, Jack. You're not the one who was tossed out of his own house by an angry Lottie."

"You didn't have to listen to Lacie talk to her stuffed rabbit for hours and act like it was alive." Jack shot back.

Jack turned to see Lacie's rabbit sitting on the floor, clearly watching them with interest evident in its red eyes. Wait...how did that toy get in here? "Glen, I think the rabbit is watching us..."

"Jack, that's just a stuffed rabbit." Oswald said.

"I am not just a stuffed rabbit." A high voice said.

Jack's eyes widened upon hearing the black rabbit doll speak. His mouth dropped open. "I'm losing my mind. First I wake up looking like Glenny, and now a rabbit doll talks to me? Please, let me wake up!"

"My name is OZ!" The rabbit said in irritation, looking frustrated.

"Oz...? Oh, I see where Lacie got that from..." Jack said before snickering and pointing over at himself, who folded his arms and backed away.

"She already knows, doesn't she?" Oswald said matter-of-factly.

"About our bodies-"

"Yes, she does. She's no fool." Oswald said.

"I switch between bodies, too!" Oz interjected.

"Did we ask you to speak, Oz?" Jack asked the rabbit, who cowered.

"Don't be mean to him, Jack. More than likely, he's been given life by the Abyss." Oswald said before trying to touch Oz, but the rabbit flinched again and moved away from them.

"How did he get in here in the first place?" Jack asked.

The door opened to show Lacie and Miranda standing there, looking thrilled.

"OSWALD, I'VE WANTED TO MEET YOU FOR SO LONG!" Miranda cried as she tackled Jack to the ground in a hug. Her eyes fell on Oz, who remained still. "What a weird-looking doll."

"He's not weird," Lacie protested, before picking up Oz, who instantly relaxed in her arms.