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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌
𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦: 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩
𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬 ( 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘹 𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦 )
𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘈 𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘗 𝘍𝘐𝘊
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𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬
MY EYES OPEN AS soon as the sunlight floods into my room as it rises. My mind is too thick with the fog of just waking to realise that this isn't normal for me. I swing my legs off my bed and stretch, my bones popping back into place and the familiar stretch of my muscles burning my arms and torso. I walk into my bathroom and stop dead when I look in the mirror.
I'm Derek.
I clamp my mouth shut on the yell that is trying to force it's way out, and walk back into my - Derek's - room. I pick up Derek's phone and put in a pin that pops into my head. At least I know his password. I then go through his contacts until I find Scott's contact. I dial the number and wait for Scott to answer.
"Hi, it's Scott," his voicemail says. "I must be busy right now. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
"Scott," I say, my voice coming out as Derek's. "It's an emergency. Get Der-Stiles and bring him to the loft as soon as possible."
I hang up and throw Derek's phone onto his bed, me soon following the device. I groan and then the door opens. Peter walks in and crosses his arms in front of his chest, raising his eyebrows at me. I look over at the former Alpha and raise my own, inviting him to explain what the hell he is doing in my - Derek's room.
"What is this emergency, nephew?" Peter asks.
I groan, not wanting to explain anything to him. "It's kind of private."
"You used to tell me everything. Why stop today?"
"Because nobody likes you."
All of a sudden I am being pinned to the wall and Peter is snarling at me, his eyes bright blue and his claws digging into my throat. I snarl right back at him and shove him off me, my claws digging into his chest as I do so. He smacks into the wall on the other side of the room and sends me a half-glare, half-smirk. I respond by snarling at him.
Derek's phone goes off and I look at the screen. Scott. I pick up the device and answer the call, hearing a yawn come from the other end. It is obvious that the Beta has just woken up, and that I probably woke him when I tried to call him a few minutes ago. It takes Scott another minute or so to be awake enough to start talking.
"What's the emergency, Derek?" Scott mumbles, a crash sounding. "Shit! And why do you want Stiles?"
I roll my eyes out of instinct. "Just get the hyper kid here as soon as you can. We have an issue on our hands."
"Derek, am I even talking to you?"
"That's the issue. Get Stiles here. Now!"
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𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤
I WAKE UP TO the sound of someone pounding on my bedroom door. I groan and pull a pillow over my head to try drown out the pounding. It surprisingly works. Well, it works until someone opens the door and rips the pillow off my face. I look up in surprise and see Scott standing over me with his hands on his hips.
"Go wash your face and wake up," Scott orders. "We have to get to Derek's. There's an emergency."
I mumble an okay and walk into the bathroom, stopping dead when I look in the mirror. The pale skin, moles, freckles, brown-amber eyes and sticking-up-all-over-the-place brown hair shock me awake more than ice cold water could ever do so. This must be the emergency.
I'm Stiles.
"Stiles!" Scott exclaims, breaking me out of my shocked state. "We need to get moving! Hurry up!"
"I'm moving," I grumble. "Hold your horses."
I splash my face and walk back into Stiles' room. I pick up a pair of jeans, a plain t-shirt and one of his plaid shirts before wandering back into the bathroom and getting dressed. Surprisingly, they don't look half bad on me. Then again, I am in Stiles' body. Ignoring that fact, I put on his pair of grey Nike's and walk back into his room, only to see no Scott.
I hurry down to Stiles' Jeep after grabbing the keys, and find the Beta sitting in it already. I get in and drive to my loft. Scott and I hurry up the stairs, my, now human, lungs not handling the exercise too well. We go into my loft to find Peter and my body waiting for us. I realise that it must be Stiles in my body because he looks kind of uncomfortable.
"What's the emergency?" Scott asks.
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𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭
"IT'S AN EXTRAORDINARY EMERGENCY," Peter says, a smile on his face. "One that I have only seen happen once before."
"Care to explain?" Stiles asks, his tone coming across more demanding than usual.
"Of course, nephew. You have been body switched."
"'Nephew'?" I echo. "Isn't Derek your nephew? Last time I check Stiles is no relation to you."
Derek facepalms and I look at him in confusion as Stiles smirks at me. Stiles walks over to Derek and looks up at him. Derek's face goes devoid of emotion as he meets Stiles' gaze, and Stiles chuckles, moving out of Derek's way. After that exchange, Peter and I are giving Derek and Stiles strange looks.
"I'm Stiles," Derek says.
"I'm Derek," Stiles says.
I look between them in confusion. "So, you're not kidding.. Full on body swap... Great. Stiles is an Alpha, and Derek is a human. This is going to go so well."
Derek, I mean, Stiles starts laughing and Derek looks up at Stiles in wonder. I guess he has never seen or heard himself laugh before. Then again, I don't think anyone in the Pack has except maybe Peter and Cora. Eventually, Derek starts laughing too, and Peter and I are staring at the body swapped males in confusion and wonder.
All of a sudden Stiles stops laughing and his eyes fly to the door of the loft. I look behind me and see Isaac, Liam, Malia, Erica, Boyd, Jackson, Liam, Allison, Kira, Cora, Aiden, Lydia, Ethan, and Danny. They all look somewhat terrified and confused at the sight in front of them. Obviously they have no clue what is going on.
"Someone want to explain?" Isaac asks warily, as if the explanation would be slightly worrying or scary.
