Paperhat Smut UwU

4. Freaky Friday

Dr. Flug woke up, and apon looking around was very startled. He wasn't startled because Black Hat was lying next to him, since he wasn't. He was startled about being in an unfamiliar location. It couldn't have been Black Hat's room; Flug was pretty sure that the demon didn't have blue wallpaper with clouds on it. Was he kidnapped? He wasn't sure, but it was doubtful since the security systems had been on all night, and not even the creator of them could get in without almost dying.

[Flug's POV]

There was a model plane hanging in the middle of the room. The walls looked like the skies above. If I'm being completely honest, it made me feel safe until a familiar yet unfamiliar face walked in. He looked like Black Hat but... Inverted?
"Slug! I'm so glad to see you awake!" The white-clothed demon said. "Did you finish that design?" Slug? Black Hat has called me many awful names and nicknames, but surprisingly 'Slug' was new to me.
"Um-" I glanced down at my desk. Wait. This isn't the design I was working on. I asked the Black Hat variant if he could wait a while, and he surprisingly said yes. I rushed to the restroom, and as I was running I noticed the bright white and blue walls. It was honestly quite nice. Immediately I noticed the unbroken mirror, even though yesterday Lord Black Hat broke it in anger. I screamed, as a scientist with a darker bag, red pupils, grey lab coat, red gloves, and honestly stylish pants screamed back at me from the mirror.
"WHO AND WHAT THE HELL-"
Is all I had time to yell before one of my gloves fell off and I saw the difference that nearly made me scream again.

The scars on my wrists were gone.

I clearly remembered retracing them with the same razor blade that wasn't sitting on top of the opening mirror like I did almost every night.

I wasn't kidnapped.

I hadn't had a wardrobe change.

I wasn't dreaming, I could tell from the stinging headache.

I woke up in another man's body.