Switched

Chapter 3

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! I forgot to tape No Way Out last night as it was on at 1am on Sky Sports and I would have watched it but I'm still at school. If anyone can tell me who won the Elimination Chamber matches, I would be really happy )

So it begins…

"317… ("317")…318 ("318")…319 ("319")…" Trish counted the rooms aloud as did Randy and she turned at glared at him.

"Quit it." She growled.

"What? I can count the room numbers aloud if I want to." Randy protested then tugged at the robe as he slowly walked behind Trish.

"Don't even bother taking that off…you just tighten it or I'll do it for you." Trish warned and he rolled his eyes.

"I know…you don't want people staring at the breasts! In case you haven't realised this is silk…" Randy whined but Trish who still walked in front of him interrupted.

"It's satin actually."

"Whatever! I'm sweating…look no-ones around so I'm loosening it." Randy declared opening the red robe and smiled successfully as he managed to annoy Trish and plus he was cooling down.

"What room did Maria say it was again?" Trish asked turning to face Randy.

"322…I don't see why I had to call your friend." Randy complained.

"Hmm let me see. Oh! I know! You had to call Maria because you're in my body!" Trish sarcastically replied.

Randy was about to reply when Trish stopped outside the room.

"Knock on the door." Trish ordered and he glared at her.

"Um hello, who made you the boss?"

"Fine." Trish barged past and her elbow accidentally banged against his ribs.

"Owww! Hey you just elbowed me! You hit a woman! You woman beater!" Randy said rubbing his side as Trish banged her fist against the door.

"What you gonna do? Call the cops? Great idea jackass cause one…I'm supposed to be you and two…if you tell them what happened they'll arrest Randy not Trish!" Trish pointed out but stopped as the door opened showing a dark room.

Randy looked at Trish then at the room.

"Did that door just open by itself?" Randy asked in a small voice.

Trish who remained rooted to the spot just nodded. She frowned when Randy turned on a perfectly manicured toenail and started walking down the hall.

"Where are you going?" She hissed walking after Randy and grabbing him by the arm.

"I ain't going in there! The door opened by itself! Trish you go ahead…get yourself killed. Me? I'd rather stay in your stupid body than end up in a body bag." Randy told her folding his arms.

Trish just stared at him then smirked.

"Fine. Have it your way…I'm gonna find Ariel and get my body back with or without your help."

Trish took a deep breath, squared her newly broad shoulders and marched into the dark room. Randy hesitated…the door didn't close… she must be waiting for me too.

"God help me." Randy muttered, glancing at the ceiling as he followed Trish into the unknown…

The door slammed shut and Randy jumped in the air. Trish was scared too.

"TO HELL WITH HIS I'M GETTING OUT OF HERE!" Randy cried and tried unlock the door.

"RANDY! RANDY OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!" Trish yelled terrified

"I've been expecting you." A misty voice declared causing the lights to come on and both Trish and Randy to jump about 10 feet in the air.

Ariel smiled at them as she stood in the centre of the room. Her long black hair was down and she wore a lacy black and purple Victorian corset and a long black skirt.

"Please sit down." Ariel pointed to two seats. Trish made her way over to one but Randy stopped her.

"Oh no! We ain't gonna fall for the 'friend' act. We came here for one simple reason!" Randy snapped.

Ariel just smiled and remained in her spot.

"We want our bodies back…I know you did this…I'm sorry that I banged into you last night but I- we can't stay like this." Trish stammered and Ariel laughed.

"Ah Trish Stratus…or should I say Randy Orton."

Trish glared at Ariel and Randy stood at her side.

"Look enough with the smiles…fix us or we'll…we'll…" Randy began but he knew he was fighting a lost cause as they couldn't do anything.

"You'll what? Tell Vincent…call the police? No-one will believe you and if you do tell someone, you'd both end up in a nice comfy, padded cell in a mental institution." Ariel told them casually inspecting her nails.

Trish and Randy both looked at each other – she was right.

"Look you can clearly see how frustrated we are. This little joke was funny this morning…" Trish started but Ariel interrupted her, her face turning red.

"Joke…you think this is a joke? My magic is not a JOKE!" Ariel angrily retorted causing Trish to hide behind Randy.

"That's right make the man hide behind the woman…make me the wuss!" Randy seethed.

"I bet you two are wondering how and when you'll change back?" Ariel said simply and they nodded.

"The spell is simple…you two despise one another….you hate seeing each other happy…you don't respect one another…" Ariel said in a mysterious whisper.

"Cut to the point fish-girl we ain't got all day." Randy said getting pissed off with her.

"Alright…you two have to get along. If you don't then you will never change back." Ariel laughed evilly then stopped and cleared her throat.

"Sorry…I just wanted to laugh like that 'cause I've never got to laugh like that before." Ariel said apologetically.

"Awww..." Randy said causing Trish to stare at him in disbelief.

"She has just informed you we are basically screwed and all you can say is awww?"

Randy turned to Ariel and glared.

"Change us back…right now!"

Ariel just smiled causing Trish to flip out.

"DAMNIT YOU GIVE ME BACK MY BODY OR SO HELP ME I'LL GIVE YOU SOMEHTING TO SMILE ABOUT!"

"How long do we have?" Randy asked bluntly shutting Trish up.

"One month." Ariel simply replied.

"Um I don't think I heard you right…did you say one month?" Trish said shocked.

Randy and Trish just looked at each other in disbelief as the door behind them opened again.

"One month…Summer Slam to be more precise. If you fail then I hope you enjoy your new bodies!" Ariel called as both Trish and Randy felt themselves being forced defeated out of the room by an invisible force.

"Good luck." Ariel added as the door locked itself behind them.

Trish just stared at Randy, who in turn stared at her.

"Look we only have 4 weeks…we better start getting along." Randy told her and she folded her arms and just stared at him.

"Fine…but if you think this is an excuse to get into bed with me then your mistaken!" Trish warned and he smirked at her.

"Like I was gonna sleep with you…besides I can chat up other Divas." Randy declared with a grin. He frowned when Trish just laughed at him.

"Okay…stud you do that and don't be surprised when you get knocked back and called a lesbian!"

Randy watched her laughing then put his hands on his hips.

"Oh that's so funny isn't it? Well FYI if I do ask Mickie or Melina out…technically it won't be me who will be the lesbian." Randy stated which shut her up.

"Alright I'll put up with you…but only until Summer Slam…after we switch I won't be hanging out or talk to you."

"Ditto." Randy instantly shot back.

They glared at one another then Trish gave Randy his key.

"Get ready. Don't put anything revealing on. Don't flirt with anyone…meet Maria and act normal. Oh and before I forget, if you dare screw up my chance of becoming the new WWE Women's champion…I'll make your life a living hell!" Trish threatened.

She turned on her heel and walked back to her room she was sharing with John.

"Ok but if you do 'make my life hell' we're stuck like this. I'll leave you to think that through." Randy yelled after her.

Trish seethed as she walked down in her cotton jammies. She was about to throttle Randy…not caring if she hurt her own body when she heard him yell.

"Buh Bye bestest friend in the whole entire world!"

Count to ten…breathe…only four weeks then this nightmare is over.

A.N. Please review and the next chapter will be up soon.

xXxArwenxXx