A/N: Sorry for the late late late post! I had accidentally wrote it in Swedish without realizing it sooo I had to re-write it anyways, here is chapter two. Also, if for some weird reason it bolds or underlines or something weird like that I did not mean to do that, it just happens. Anyways, thank you to ever reviews this and sorry about my mistake on Oui-ja board in the previous chapter.
Stan opened his eyes and groaned at the blinding sunlight that was peering through the blinds, he looked around and saw that Kyle, Cartman and Kenny weren't there. As he looked around some more he noticed something peculiar, this wasn't his room. That's odd, he thought to himself walking up to the bedroom mirror. When he peered in it what he saw made him scream out in shock, staring back at him was the face of his super best friend.
"This is so weird," He muttered quietly to himself.
"Are you up Kyle?" Stan heard Kyle's mom yell from downstairs.
"Yes Mrs. Bro-," He started to say but then he caught himself.
"Yes Mom," He said knowing that there would be no use telling her, the adults never believed them anyways.
"Well okay hurry up and get up you don't want to be late!" She called again.
"Late for what?" He called back down.
"For your doctor's appointment!" She yelled. Stan gulped, he hated doctors, and hospitals and anything in that category, this was the last place he wanted to be.
"I uh feel fine!"
"This is just for a check up now come on you don't want to be late!" Stan sighed because he knew that there would be know way out of this, he hated how the doctors nearly gagged him with that wooden stick and how they poked things in his ears and nose whenever he went for a check up.
"Come on now Kyle!" He heard Kyle's mom shout, reluctantly he pulled on some clothes and went downstairs to go to his most hated place.
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"Ah how nice it is to see you again Kyle," The doctor said grinning cheerfully. Stan just scowled back at him, he knew all about their dirty tricks and their fake cheerfulness.
"Now open your mouth and say ahhh," The doctor said pulling out a wooden stick.
"No," Stan replied shaking his head.
"Do it now Kyle," Kyle's mom said sternly.
"No he's going to choke me with that thing,"
"No I'm not, this isn't going to hurt a bit,"
"Yes it will! I have had this done before!" Stan exclaimed. The doctor sighed and turned to Kyle's mom.
"It looks like he isn't going to give in," He said.
"I don't understand it, Kyle has never had trouble at the doctor's before," Kyle's replied.
"I was thinking the same thing, maybe it's his allergies, here take these and tell him to take one in the morning and one before going to bed," The doctor said handing her a bottle of pills.
"I'm be sure to do that," She said taking the pills.
"Come on Kyle," She added turning to Stan. Stan jumped off the table happily, he had gotten out of having a big wooden stick shoved down his throat.
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"Remember what the doctor said," Kyle's mom said when they got home.
"Yes Mrs. Bro-, Mom," Stan said.
"Well, I am going to go watch my soaps now, go outside and play but be back before dark," Kyle's mom said.
"Yes Mom," Stan sighed and went outside, suddenly a thought hit him, if he changed did that mean the others change too?
"Wait if I'm Kyle then that must mean that Kyle is me," He muttered aloud to himself. Stan decided to go take a trip to his own house to see who the real him was. The walk wasn't that far since Kyle lived right next to him. When Stan got to his house he eagerly hopped onto the porch and rang the door bell. He waited a few minutes before the door finally opened and he was happy to see his own body in the flesh.
"We need to talk dude," Stan said making his way through.
"About?" His body asked.
"Kyle, don't play dumb we need a way to fix this," Stan said.
"I'm not Kyle," His body said shoving him out of his own house and slamming the door in his face.
