|| And here we have Chapter 3 of Swappable Stoppable, AKA "the part where I hit my head against a desk". ||
Chapter Three
Sunburn was bounding around Woodburrow, being sort of an idiot. "We swappin', no stoppin'! Interlockin' bottoms with tops, yeah! We creatin' new combinations! Two fifty plus ways to make it! Woo!" He passed Freeze Blade, who had just dismissed his last class. "Fire Kraken and Freeze Blade! Wash Buckler and Rattle Shake! There's Rubble Rouser and Free Range- Ger, yessir!"
Freeze laughed. "'Sup little man?" he asked. "Where ya goin'?"
"Ah, my class," the phoenix replied. "Wouldn't miss it for the world! Fire Kraken is awesome!"
"Definitely!" Freeze replied. "He's way cooler than Night Shift. I feel bad for yer pals stuck with him. He can be a little, eh, cranky."
"Yeah, I heard Roller Brawl complaining about him," Sunburn snickered.
"M-hm. Well, ya shouldn't keep the Kraken waiting." They fist bumped. "Keep it cool, little man!"
"I should certainly hope not!" Sunburn laughed, and then continued on being a fool. "They can bounce n' climb, teleport n' spin! Dig down, speed up to win!" He wasn't paying attention, and he abruptly bumped into Stealth Elf.
Actually, it was Spyro, but you know what I mean.
"Hey, watch it!" Spyro exclaimed, then his eyes focused. "Oh, hey Sunburn!"
"Eh? Stealth Elf? You're talkin' a lot louder than normal."
Spyro sweatdropped. "Well, eh..."
"Yeah, it's usually like 'HELLO?! COULD YOU SPEAK UP PLEASE?!'"
Spyro snickered. "That's true, but-"
"Now seriously Stealth, outta the way. I can't be late."
Spyro rolled his eyes. "I'm trying to tell you something!" he exclaimed. "I'm not Stealth! I'm Spyro!"
Sunburn stared blankly at him for a few moments, then burst out laughing. "That's funny!" he said. "You just made my day! Now seriously, outta the way."
"I'm not kidding!" Spyro exclaimed. "If you'd just- Sunburn?" He looked around, but Sunburn had already left. Spyro sighed. "Dammit Sunburn. Ugh, this thing is so hot. How does Stealth wear this in the Summer?" He rubbed his eyes, then noticed you-know-who sneaking around in the courtyard. "Speak of the devil. HEY! GIVE ME BACK MY BODY!"
"Uh-oh."
Meanwhile, Trigger Happy was wandering. Spy Rise had already dismissed his class for the day, when Stink Bomb dismissed his. "T to the E to the C to the H! It's the TECH element, so make the check! They're gonna wreck, so stay on deck! Uh... Peck! Neck! Fleck! What the heck! Ah, ride in a mech! Gotta brass neck! Take a rain check! Down the- huh?"
Spyro stormed over to him and cowered behind his back.
I mean it was Stealth Elf, but you probably got this down by now.
"Woah, Spyro!" Trigger exclaimed. "What's going on?"
"I'm not Spyro!" Stealth whispered. "I'm running from him! Now hide me!"
"You're running from yourself?"
"STEALTH!"
Spyro was spazzing around, looking for Stealth. "I want my body back! Now!" And that's when he fell on his face again. "Dang it, I thought I had this down!"
Stealth pulled Trigger down to her level. "Listen, Trigger Happy. I'm Stealth Elf. That's Spyro. We swapped bodies. He wants to swap back. I don't."
Trigger blinked. "Why not?" he asked.
"Because," Stealth responded. "I want to go to Trap Shadow's class, but I can't do that as long as I'm in my own body. I just need to avoid Spyro until tomorrow morning. Whirlwind already agreed to help. Could you do the same?"
Trigger grinned. "Sure thing Stealth!" he replied. "I'll distract him for ya, and you can make you're grand escape! But, one more question. What about Stink Bomb?"
Stealth rolled her eyes. "Stink Bomb has nothing to teach me."
"He could teach you how to throw a shuriken..."
"I do NOT need to know how to throw a shuriken!" she sighed. "Just... go do a thing, alright?"
"Alright!" Trigger replied with a smirk, then dashed away. "Hang in there! The day's almost over!"
Stealth smiled. "What a dork."
"Hey Spyro! Hey Spyro!" Trigger Happy zoomed over to Spyro, who was struggling to stand.
"Trig! Hey!" Spyro exclaimed. "Wait, how'd you know it was me?"
"Elf girl told me everything," Trigger replied. "So, I'm uh... here to help you!"
"Great!" Spyro exclaimed. "You can start by helping me get this mask off. I swear, she glued it to her face or something!"
Stealth Elf watched from a distance as Trigger Happy latched himself onto Spyro and started tugging on the face mask in and attempt to pry it off. "I hate dragons."
"You don't mean that, do you?" Whirlwind flew in and approached her friend. "Welp, I see Spyro told Trig."
"Actually," Stealth told her. "I did."
"Really?" Whirl questioned. "Aren't you worried that they'll get your mask thingy off? Nobody's seen you without it on. Ever."
Stealth chuckled. "They'll never get it off. Just as I'm the only one who's ever seen myself without it..." She started laughing. "...I'm the only one who knows how to get it off!"
Whirl sweatdropped, glancing back and forth between the spazztic boys and her crazy friend. "What's going on here?" She turned as Freeze Blade zoomed up to her. "Um... is Trigger Happy-?"
"Long story," Whirlwind cut him off. "and honestly, I'm not sure if Ste- Spyro would like to explain."
Stealth stopped laughing. "Oh, hello Freeze Blade."
"'Sup little man?" Freeze waved. "What's Trig doing with elf girl over there?"
Stealth facepalmed, dragging her hand down her face. (Why does everybody call me elf girl?) "He's trying to get her mask off," she said.
"Why?"
"Who knows?"
Freeze exchanged glances with Whirlwind, then shrugged. "Y' know, I was just talking to Sunburn. Watched his class, he was doing pretty good."
"That's Sunburn for you!" Whirl giggled.
"Yup! And, uh, Spyro," He turned to Stealth. "Trap Shadow is a great mentor and all, but you're still a bit ruff around the edges. What do ya say to a little sparring, just you and me?"
Stealth blinked. "W-Well... I guess that would be okay..."
"Great!" Freeze exclaimed. "C'mon, little buddy! See ya Whirl!"
Whirlwind watched as Stealth bounded after the Swapper. "Um... okay! I, uh, guess I'll see you later!"
Freeze leaped into the air as Stealth swung at him. "Is that all ya got? C'mon, where's the fire? You don't have to go easy on me!"
"I'm not trying to!" She lashed her tail at him, but he avoided it. He froze her feet to the ground.
"Too easy." Freeze dusted off his hands. "Funny, I was expecting more from you..." Stealth stared at the ground, clenching her teeth. "...Stealth."
Stealth flinched, her eyes widening. "How did you know?"
"Hm, let's see..." Freeze Blade gave her a smirk. "You're talking in a whisper, your eyes are totally blank, you're acting way to serious to be Spyro, you don't know how to fly or use his fire powers... and the look you gave me when I called you 'elf girl.' Honestly, I'm surprised everyone in Woodburrow hasn't figured it out by now."
Stealth sweatdropped. "Is it really that obvious?" she asked.
"Pretty much," Freeze replied. "Now, you're a smart kid, Stealth. You've obviously figured out how to swap back by now, so why haven't you? I mean c'mon, it can't be pleasant."
"It's not..." Stealth told him. "I just... really want to train under Trap Shadow. With Spyro's body... it just felt like the perfect chance! And I'm sick of explaining this..."
Freeze raised and eyebrow. "You have Stink Bomb already, and there's a reason Eon assigned you with him-"
"It's the wrong reason!" Stealth snapped at him. In her rage, she shot a fireball at him, which smacked him in the gut. "Oh my gosh!" She rushed to Freeze's side, examining the spot she blasted. "I'm so sorry! I-I don't know what happened!"
"That was... ngh... Spyro's powers!" Freeze explained. "Speaking of which, he's gonna wanna whoop your butt when he finds you, so you're going to have to learn how to use those powers."
Stealth turned away. "But... I'm not used to having those kinds of special abilities..."
"That's my point." Freeze set his hand on her shoulder. "I'm going to help you, but only if you'll let me." Stealth stared down as he stood up. "Spyro's powers are controlled by will, and your 'powers' come from within." She glanced up at him. "It'll be a challenge... think you're up to it?"
Stealth smiled. "I'm up to anything."
Freeze smirked and gave her a thumbs-up. "That's what I like to hear!"
|| The original author's note here was me complaining that the chapter took four days to write. Heh. I wish things still took me four days to write. Of course, now most of my stories have chapter lengths that breach 6000 words. Not to mention that I'm constantly working on, like, eight things at once.
Oh yeah, this was the point in the story where I went back through the document and changed the character from Flashwing to Whirlwind because I was extremely new to Skylanders at the time and Whirlwind felt like a better fit. Good job, young me. Real professional. Oh well, at least it meant that we had Whirlwind for the rest of the series, and she was one of my favorite characters. ||
