I woke up on (Y/n)'s side of the bed, weird.. And I felt different...very different. I looked to my right, my side of the bed, and saw...me? Wait, how is this possible? That's me on my side of the bed..But I'm me. Aren't I? I rubbed my eyes, thinking this was a dream, but my hands felt a lot softer than usual...I looked down. I was in (Y/n)'s pajamas. Wait, what? Was I (Y/n)?
I got up and looked in the mirror. Yep. I'm (Y/n). But how?! Wait, if I'm (Y/n), then who's me?
I grabbed a long pointer stick thing and poked my actual body's nose.
"What the hell..?" It said, opening his eyes and saw me "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!" I yelled back
Shit, I sounded like (Y/n) to..
"WHY THE FUCK DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME?!" he yelled back
"(Y/n)?" He, or shall I say she, nodded. "(Y/n), it's me! Max! I'm in your body and you're in mine!"
"What the hell?" she said to herself
We both pinched each other at the same time, of course her pinch was way stronger than mine.
"OW! Fuck, why am I so strong?!" I yelled, once (Y/n) pinched me. "You are lucky that you're not strong!"
"Wait, are we going to go to work like this?" I asked
It was harder for me to get ready than It was for her.
"How dose this thing work?!" I yelled to (Y/n)
"I'm not helping you get dressed of that's what you're trying to do!" she yelled back
"No, I'm being serious!"
"Put on a stupid sports bra then!"
"How many types are there?! This is so confusing!!" I yelled
I could hear (Y/n) laughing her ass off,
"Screw it! I'm not putting one on!"
"Fine!!! I'll help you!!"
"No! Fuck it! I'm not putting one on!" I yelled, putting on a shirt.
"Fuck you, you're gonna make me look bad." (Y/n) complained.
I came out of our room. And looked at her, of course she was wearing my beanie, my Z necklace, and an UnderTale shirt with jeans.
"Can we sing in the car today..? I want to see if I can still sing in your body.." (Y/n) asked, shyly
I usually said no because I sang terribly, but Now that I'm in (Y/n)'s body, I'll probably be able to sing just as good as she did yesterday! So I nodded, "You probably won't be able to sing in my body, I'm a terrible singer."
She chuckled, "I bet you're an amazing singer, you just don't try hard enough."
We got in the car and (Y/n) put in a CD of songs she likes.
"This is a duet. Wanna sing it with me?" she asked
"I don't know the words.." I replied
"You'll catch on. You sing Fiona's part, I'll sing Marshal Lee's part," she said, pressing play on the CD
Y/N: "Good little girl,
Always picking a fight with me,
You know that I'm bad..
But you're spending the night with me
What do you want from my world?
You're a good little girl.."
Max: "Bad little boy,
that's what you're acting like.
I really don't buy,
That you're that kind of guy.
And if you are,
Why do you want to hang out with me?"
Y/N: "Don't you know I'm a villain,
Every night I'm out killing,
Sending everyone running like children?
I know why you're mad at me,
I've got demon eyes and they're looking right through your anatomy,
Into your deepest fears.
Baby I'm not from here,
I'm from the Nightosphere,
To Me you're clear.
You've got a thing for me girl,
"You sing pretty good, Max." (Y/n) giggled.
"I know, thanks to being trapped in your body." I said back to her
"No, I mean You. Your body." she said