NIMONA ONESHOTS

What on earth!? 💬

Ambrosius woke up, and immediatly felt dizzy. He sat up, and ran his fingers through his long golden hair- Wait, long? He stopped his hand right were it was and his eyes shot open. He stood up and ran to the bathroom mirror. He looked at his reflection, and screamed. The scream ended up waking up ballister, who also felt dizzy. He ignored it, and ran to the bathroom to check on Ambrosius. He froze. Ambrosius wasnt..Ambrosius. He was a girl. Long hair, feminine features, and feminine assets. Ballister looked in the mirror, and he was no different. They were..girls. Somehow, they were girls. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" They both screamed at the same time. They looked at each other and panicked even more.

"B-BAL! YOUR- YOUR-!!" Ambrosius yelled, pointing at ballister. His voice was so..feminine. He hated it. Not because he was a girl, but because he didnt know how to be one. Ballister started to mess with his now long hair, ruffling it, twirling it, exetera. "What. Thee. Hell." He spoke. His voice had changed aswell. "What do we do? We cant go out in public like this!" Ballister panicked. Ambrosius tried to be reasonable, and think about it rationally. "Okay..Okay! Were somehow girls, which is very confusing. Okay, this is fine. Just try to figure out how to reverse it! Then were good! Wait, would we be straight now that were girls?" Ballister paused. "Oh my god."

The left the bathroom and went downstairs, being cautious just incase Nimona was awake. "Okay. This is really fucking weird." Just as ballister said that, She(?) tripped down the stairs. Ambrosius ran down the rest of the stairs to help her(?) up. "Bal! Are you okay?" Ballister stood up, and nodded. "Yeah, yeah im good ambs. We just gotta hope that didnt wake up Nimo-" Speak of the devil. "Who the fuck are you!?" Nimona cursed from the top of the stairs. "Nimona! Hey! Uh, i know this is strange and all but, its actually us! Ballister and Ambrosius!" Ballister tried to explain. "What? How!?" "Heh heh, thats the funny part, we actually dont know." Ambrosius responded. Ballister nodded. Nimona looked like her brain had just short cirtited. "What? So you guys just..Woke up as chicks?" They asked.

"Pretty much." Ambrosius shrugged. Ballister was still trying to control the hair on her head. "Oh, by the way, we need more food." Nimona mentioned. They both froze. "Ah shit." Ambrosius cursed. "So we gotta go out in this?" "I mean, do we have a choice?" "Not really.." "Well then that settles it."

Ballister and Ambrosius went to their room. Ballister started brushing her hair, as Ambrosius attepmted to do the same. The brush got stuck in her tangled, wavey hair, and she couldnt get it out. Ballister chuckled. She was done with her hair. It was up in a neat ponytail with a few strands down over her face. "How are you- how did- ugh...help?" Ambrosius asked. Ballister laughed. She went up to Ambrosius, and took the brush out of her hair. "Ow!" Ambrosius whined. "Sorry, sorry." Ballister apoligized.

After that shitshow, Ambrosius' hair was much neater. Still curly and wavey, yes, but neater. "How do you know how to manage hair that long?" Ambrosius asked. "Ambrosius, I grew up with long hair." "Right, right." They got dressed, and then left the house. They Ambrosius was wearing loose baggy pants with a simple white t-shirt. Ballister, however, was wearing tight leggings, a jean skirt, and a longsleeve turtle neck with a necklace on. "You did not have to be so fancy." Then Ambrosius realized something. "We cant call each other our actual names out in public now, can we?" Ballister froze. "No, no we cant. D'aww shit." "Soooo..what do we do?" They stopped to think for a minute. "Pet names?" Ballister suggested. "Nah, it'll get old after a while." Ambrosius shook her head. "Oh! I got it! Belladonna and Annabelle!" "Belladonna and Annabelle? Really Bal?" Ambrosius laughed. "Yeah! Really! It would work! Ill call you Anne, and you could call me Belle!" Belladonna snapped her fingers. Annabelle though for a moment, before considering it. "Okay. But just until this whole..thing is over." Belladonna nodded.

They walked down to the train station, hand in hand. They sat on a bench, waiting for the train. Belladonna rested her head on Annabelle's shoulder, scrolling through her tiktok feed. They were there for a few minutes, before the train pulled up. Belladonna stood up, bowed, and extended her hand out to Annabelle. "Our chariot awaits." Annabelle scoffed. She took Belladonna's hand and walked into the train car.

They sat down next to each other, and then they saw todd get on. "Shit.." Belladonna cursed. She rested her head on Annabelles shoulder again, and tried to ignore the fact that todd was there. Annabelle didnt notice him yet. "Belle? You okay?" She asked. Belle nodded. She discreatly gestured to todd, who was sitting across from them. Annabelles eyes widened. "Awe fuck." She swore as she looked away. She rested her head on Belles, and closed her eyes.

They got to their stop, and got off the train. They were about to leave, when Todd walked up to them. "Hey! You ladys seem familiar. Have we met before?" Belladonna started to panic. "Y-you must be mistaken, i dont think we've met." Annabelle nodded. "My bad, sorry. Have a good rest of your day!" Todd waved, before walking away. Belladonna let out a breath she didnt know she was holding. "Phew, that was close." "You could say that again." Annabelle agreed.

They did their shopping, went back home, ate dinner, and went to bed. They woke up the next morning, and everything was back to normal. "THANK FUCKING GLORETH HOLY SHIT!!" Ambrosius laughed.