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Not To Mess With [Radar x F. Jesse]

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Requested by lukaspotter

Radar's POV.

"Awesome."

I shift on my seat a little bit, not too comfortable with the way Romeo looks at me. His dark eyes scan my face - or, rather, my new face - and his breath makes me want to gag. Don't they have toothbrushes in prison?!

"Step away." Lukas orders and I allow myself to take a much needed breath once the redhead obediently gives me some space. "Do you or do you not know how to fix it?"

His voice is strong and stern, and for a second or so I wish my voice was the same. But it's weak and squeaky, complete opposite of Lukas's. I already open my mouth to check if it had somehow become more mature, but the realisation hits me like a stone.

My voice...

"Fix it?" Romeo scoffs and I guess I should feel fury at how he dares to laugh about this, but the shock and the confusion push anger down. "But that's amazing! Why would you ever want to fix it?"

"Because I want my body and my voice back." My voice answers, even though I haven't even opened my mouth. It makes me flinch, the power in it just as weird as everything, and I seriously question how long it would take for me to get used to it. "And you want to fix it because it's the right thing to do."

I mentally clap my hands for Jesse's bravery. The way she speaks, the way she makes my voice sound so strong and bold... I never would've been able to do the half of it!

Romeo narrows his eyes but nods nevertheless. We all know that he really doesn't have that much choice. It's either he helps us or goes back to his cell, and I'm pretty sure that a person like him hates closed spaces more than anything.

"So..." Olivia shifts on her seat again, looking at me in worry. Her dark eyes carry kindness and care in them, and that does calm me down a little. "How did it happen again?"

I sigh when almost everyone looks at me, before realising that I'm not the one they need. I look up as well, staring at the person on the other side of the room. Shivers run through my new body when I'm met with the gaze of my own eyes, coming from my own body in my own clothes.

It does seem like I'm looking in the mirror... If we ignore the fact that if I looked in the mirror now I would've seen Jesse. Her body instead of mine!

"Radar and I were just investigating the Terminal." My voice answers with a sigh, only I know that it's Jesse who's talking. That's not hard to understand, I never would've managed to speak that bravely in a situation like this. "I pushed some button by accident, a wave of heat knocked us out, and the next thing I know we have our bodies swapped. That's all."

I nod silently, shivering at the mere memory of that fear that attacked me when I realised what had happened. We had discovered that the portal to Terminal Space wasn't destroyed, it just teleported away. People warned us about going in there again, why couldn't have we listened to them?! Even now I feel all itchy everywhere, as if Jesse's body doesn't want to contain my spirit. I don't really blame it, if I could get rid of my cowardice I would've done it without hesitating.

"And why did you think it was a good idea to mess with the Terminal?" Romeo asks again, his arms folded. Even though I do hate him, I also have to admit, the way he speaks is truly amazing. Despite the fact that he had been defeated and imprisoned, he still talks with a sass.

I wish I had self-esteem like that.

Jesse rolls her eyes and I wince at the sight. Is this how my face looks when I'm annoyed? But that's so ugly! Good thing I feel fear more than irritation.