What Does A Prolapse Feel Like

Once Upon a Time

Title: Once Upon a Time Author:




harleen313




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Characters / pairing:
Patrick / Brendon, Gabe / William
Rating:
PG Warnings: slash , body-swap, one-shot

Word count: 3888
Disclaimer:
The characters do not belong to me and the events depicted are entirely fictional.

Notes: Written for the Secret Santa '08 @
sottoilpalco To:

Nejem

Request: 'One thing I love: body swap fics (ie people who wakes up in the morning and is no longer in the body) '


Once upon a time ... There was ... a young boy named Brendon who, with his joyous Compagnucci of snacks, lived happily in his kingdom located, looks a bit ', the parties to Las Vegas. Spent his life happy and serene in the warmth of his house of his castle, unless some sort for export to other strangers, but no less happy realms of his art, but we overlook. This is not the point. A nice - or bad, who knows - the day Brendon awoke and saw that he was no longer in his body, but in relation to Patrick Stump, near its joyful realm. After several moments of bewilderment, Brendon went in search of - well, technically himself. Just to understand What was happening here. However, when tracked down his body, svaccato placidly on a bench and attempt to gobble bir- mead, and called Patrick as he thought it was - it was just that the exchange of bodies had transitive property, no? -, They looked at him a moment and replied, "No, Joe. Patrick, I think, Travis. "" Oh, "Brendon said sadly, taking a seat next to Joe. "We are all caught up? "
" So it seems. "Joe said quietly, immediately after the widening eyes, as if he had suddenly remembered something very important. How effectively was ok, but '. "Hey, have you seen Pete? "
" You say the body? I think I have seen him a few meters ahead. "Joe / Brendon jumped up, shouting a" Thank you! Then she disappeared soon after. Brendon sighed and took his sidekick - that was not a sidekick, but a homing pigeon named Sidekick - in search of support. Or for someone to tease. RyRo, ki 6? The response was swift: Andy. You? PS: fluent, nasty cow! : / few moments later the bird came to visit Ryan, caught by the temple like crazy.
Trick. 6 + d me down LOL : ° D!
FU
Brendon did not need to think about it too long before you understand what was the symbol.

soon as Brendon and Ryan stopped insulting via pigeon as they always did, the young singer decided to go looking for Patrick. must know at this point that our hero had from time immemorial a subspecies of crush on - guess what? - Patrick. It was not just a crush because now it away behind for so long that a mere infatuation, for sure, would vanish.
But Brendon was still lost to Patrick.
And it gave food for thought. He would think, if they were not surrounded from low-awake and responsive, here. Patrick was yelling at her - here - pigeon. He also called Sidekick. So we will say that Patrick was yelling at his sidekick. "Patrick," Brendon called him. "Why scream? "
" This stupid thing will not work. "Travis explained - but it was Patrick! - Visibly calming down. It was interesting to note that Patrick, when the neighborhood was no sign of Brendon, it immediately becomes warm and friendly with everyone and always tried to smile. But no one had ever noticed, since, as mentioned above, there was a bunch of little people awake and responsive to surround him and Brendon was a bit 'Leader of the pack, surpassed only by Pete. "I'm sorry. I take a look? He asked politely, holding out a hand towards the boy. "Oh, if you-wait. He stopped, yet the sidekick in the air, as he watched the Patrick suspiciously in front of him. "Are you Brendon, right? "Brendon nodded
immediately, and Patrick finally relaxed and gave the - here - pigeon. "Sorry for the lack of trust, but Pete is playing tricks around and do not understand anything. "" Uh, right. Who is he? ""
We're still trying to figure it out! "the boy shouted with hysterical voice, collapsed on a chair providential. "Andy and I we're working on for hours, but still do not know. We have the buddies, but we can not identify them all and the situation is considerably messed up by Vicky that there was clearly evident before announcing that a man. "The eyes of Brendon widened to such an extent as to make him fear that the orbits would fall. But he could not do such a thing in the body of Patrick, so he hastened to close them. "... Not a man in the fullest sense of the word shocking, you know. E ', yes, a man in the sense that Gabe is now inside. "
" ... You know it does not sound at all good even now? "
" I know, be content. "There was a
fairly embarrassing moment, when you stared into his eyes without saying anything, and both opened his mouth to make up and then sadly fell silent and then giggled almost in sync, giving himself an idiot yourself.
"I-here. Fixed, I think. "Brendon exclaimed at one point, holding the grin with the best sidekick to Patrick that he had in the sample. Patrick saw himself smiling happily in that way a bit 'and a bit stupid' - a lot, to be honest - that was disarming and Brendon for the first time in his life thought he was soft and had the urge to cuddle. alone.
But what he thought was spupazzare Brendon, why did not the text. In short, it was not a subspecies of the self-centered narcissist, it was just-here-...
was Brendon , mh? Under its influence all became more noticeable. "Thanks," said a voice hysterical after minutes of silence and idiocy. He took the sidekick, he began to give orders to coffee and mentally invoked
someone who did it disappear, swallowed by the floor if possible. Brendon stared at the back of Travis for several moments, waiting at least a greeting. Then he lost hope and went considerably out of sorts, to find the others.
Our young hero then went to Sir JonWalker, gallant cavalier servant who served his court since he had met the eyes of the lovely color of the sky damina Castle - Spencer - and it was love. (No, actually since Spencer had pulled a shoe against Ryan and Jon accidentally hit in the cross-eye and spent the next half an hour at his bedside, watching and apologizing in multiple languages.) He found the body of Jon Walker , and saw him in front of a mirror intent on shaving, cursing the neglect of the previous owner - the body, not the mirror. J-Jon? "Tried a little 'scared.
"No baby, I William. If you see Jon - I think that Joe - you could tell him from me that the hatred? "" Uh. Okay. "Not even was evoked, appeared moments later the rider behind them, the blue eyes wide and her mouth distorted in a grimace of pure horror and disgust.
"What are you doing to my body, monster?! »Berco, pointing his arm at the havoc he was seeing - a trivial shaving, but, duh, as far as I knew Brendon

the full force of the valiant knight indeed lie in the beard. And in his magic shoes. William
spun around, brandishing the razor was almost the legendary Excalibur. "I'm fixing to

your mistakes! "
'And' my body, you are required to keep it that way how you got it! "
" Never! The beard does not suit you! And wait till you find the need for a manicure! "
Brendon gasped at seeing Joe beside him, almost getting caught by a stroke. "Oh
,
" he said, voice low and husky, a sign that the murder - or a nice laryngitis - was a step "
not you dare.
"The false
Jon raised an eyebrow before smiling mockingly. "We'll see. " 'William Beckett, who reminded
went to your body. "The smile on the face of the boy animal hair and the color was gone from his face immediately afterwards.
"Spencer! " he groaned, "Oh my God! I had forgotten! "
" Spencer is
plagiabile
, Bill. And

know how to deal with Ryan takes you from time immemorial. He argues that the flowers you would donate. And then - oh! - You have no idea how to plead the cause of any hair dye group, oriented to the nuances of the most heated red. "
" But you-"" Put aside your intentions as a beautician crazy, and I will prevent everything. " William bowed his head and held out a hand - the free one, although he had thought of turning the army - to Jon and then muttered," We have an agreement? "Jon smiled and shook
his hand vigorously, "Of course we have an agreement, Billvy. Now wipe that thing and keep it away from my face. "" But I'm half shaved! "" Well, you say you're having a rehearsal for Halloween. Do you dress up as Two-Face. "
" At least the beard! "They stared into the eyes
for endless moments, before Jon capitulate. "So be it. The beard. Just that. If only you dare to do - oh! "Laughed, anticipating the imminent threat," I think that will give your name to the shade of color that I can invent to play with bottles of Ryan. You know, something that man has yet to discover and classify. "
William shuddered as he knew damn well that Ryan, in the guise of innocent maid of honor, hid an enormous destructive potential. His knowledge as regards the magic was superseded only by the breadth of his talent to the distillation of filters and potions. And from his cruelty. And its bad taste. And-okay, this is not the point.
Solo, Ryan was dangerous, and William would not happen by accident in its clutches.

(After careful analysis, Brendon could claim to be certain of anything.
First, many of them were actually involved, if not all - but there would have sworn, as he had not the heart nor the courage to hear the people who were dispersed around the world committed in, uh,
crusades. He was Patrick, and Patrick was Travis, and Travis was Ryan, and Ryan was Andy, and Andy was Gabe - and that it was almost dizzy to stand
so high - and, oh, Gabe was Vicky, and Vicky was Pete and Pete was Spencer, and Spencer was William - and it was strange to see William perform in acrimonious Cracks Of Death - and Jon was William Walker, and Jon Walker was Joe and Joe was Brendon. And second thing, was not a big deal. All we had to do some 'attention and ignore especially Pete, still prey to the usual idiocy of attack is particularly disturbing, he continued to pretend to be roughly
anyone. But Patrick had done to draw up a list of names and their current appearance, so it was going fairly well. For couples still spinning smoothly - except perhaps for Gabe and William. Because, well, Gabe was Vicky, and now William was persecuted in life that 'WE CAN NOT, YOU ARE A WOMAN!' he had escaped by mistake while Gabe was trying to convince him to have sex. Now they could finally do it without the usual logistical problems.)

That evening, when everyone went to sleep, there was one person in his heart does not express a desire to see things return to their places with the sunrise . The next day they woke up and realized that was not the case. " Okay people. "He began to Patrick incredibly high volume, in a desperate attempt to establish the silence. Vain hope. "Porca Pupazza!
"
And perhaps was not so much the exclamation or the volume that was shouted, the more the fact that Travis was standing with his face flushed with anger to shout against everything and everyone, the fact is that the room fell silent immediately, silence broken by now that Pete, in the guise of Spencer, was blown up visibly furious. "Why should we listen to you? "" Well-"" Until proven otherwise, I'm in charge here. "
was true.
Pete was the undisputed ruler of the kingdom, and Patrick was his - here - Chamberlain (not because they eat so many donuts! was just helping out. More specifically, he took the decision to approve and Pete). But every time the king was annoyed to nod and smile to any brilliant idea to suggest his trusted assistant and decided to do things their own. Those rare episodes were called by Andy, trust Druid of the court, 'Days Of Ruin'. "Okay," Patrick gave clenched teeth, "What do you suggest then, Your Majesty? "" Well, here. We could go to a fortune teller, and "
The speech was overwhelmed by a litany of insults, more or less heavy and interrupted by the arrival of true Spencer - In the role of William. He settled back to a semblance of silence just in time to hear the hum of dejected Patrick, "Pete, in the name of Heaven, I realize that it is difficult for you, but sometimes you have to listen! You do not have to live without ever badargli! "
"
Talk about your heart?
asked with a disgusted grimace the last to arrive, getting a chuckle in response.
"Oh, no. I was speaking of his brain. "
" Why not have one? I thought it was a bit 'like Atlantis, everybody talks about but no one knows it never really existed. "
" Spencer, you're waiting for dismissal. Spencer you are, right? "Pete checked the list, "Yes, you are Spencer. Well, you've banished from my kingdom for now and forever. "
" Stop talking like a madman, we are not in the Middle Ages! "But they


were in the Middle Ages! It 's a tale of ancient times, this, eh!

Eventually, however, opted for the most linear of all: it would come out, they would not have been interviewed in person, would not do concerts, they would have all moved to the palace of King Pete not to lose sight and ultimately would have expected. - Brendon's head could not be called a happy place. Seriously, even if it were not.
hours were watched resentfully Pete and the other intent, around a table, to decide the fate of the population by masking it all as if they were playing cards and he felt left out. "Brendon, are you from? "He looked angrily Ryan / Andy, brooding bad language and insults and uscendosene shortly after with a sickening" No, I do not want. "
not really sorry he would join the group Allegro also because - hey! - Patrick was there, apparently free from the oppressive presence of Pete and then exposed to possible attacks, but could not. He had - here -
idea how to play.
he knew was that every now and then heard someone shout 'out!' and consequently more or less severe insults, nothing more.
"Come on, come and play. "He met the eyes of Travis and he wanted to kill someone. Or, in lieu of death.
"I-here-" "... you play? " Brendon blushed slightly, and the answer was clear enough. And while Gabe was laughing hysterically, William took advantage of the confusion to draw cards serve its sinister purposes, and Pete laughed at him freely, the boy had only one case in which Patrick, with a warm smile, inviting him to next farglisi because he would explain in what was the game.

It was not poker. It was worse


. Scale was 40, Brendon had put little to learn the rules and now was demonstrating a fortune out of the ordinary.
"Brendon, in the name of Cobra, or move or open. It is not difficult. "
" Uh, I-"
"
Discard a fucking paper, in other words! "Gabe was hysterical. "... I can discard them all? "Brendon closed.
For the fourth time. Without even opening.
smiled happily and arrange the cards on the table to prove the truth of his words, deliberately ignoring Ryan in the throes of a passage of bile - but it was fun to see Andy screamed like that - and Gabe roughly largest victim of the hysterical of his life.
"So, another game? "Suggested happily impunity, shuffling the cards.

had created a monster. Pete was incredulous, William Spencer and wept on their points, Patrick was deeply exhilarated.
And in fact, meet the gaze of the head of Brendon Travis made a happy place populated by Jack of Hearts and Queen of Clubs and Patrick grin.

-

The third and fourth day I went to play Burraco, Rummy, Monopoly and Cluedo. Taboo proposed, but for some mysterious reason, nobody wanted to accommodate Brendon and Jon.

Then, on the fifth day, they played Pictionary - Pictionary not own, since it did not exist. It was, like, an unnamed game with the same rules and game modes. Only, here, was not
Pictionary, okay?

was fun, in fact, see people as artistically prevented Spencer or Jon Walker struggling with designs inspired by many artists as well as people look for Ryan to make himself understood through symbols emblematic and very little cryptic. another attempt to pass a funny squiggle for a sun, Ryan got bored, threw a piece of charcoal against the forehead of the poor Brendon and fled screaming hysterically. "But! "He complained loudly to the singer, without even knowing what to

complain. Perhaps the


charcoal on their faces, perhaps to have been abandoned, perhaps the incessant insults. Too much choice, there was too much choice.
"... Leave him alone. "Commented with a smirk accomplice Patrick, taking place at his side - Pete had gone to appease the anger of the maid offense - and holding out the charcoal dropped.
Brendon did not know what to say really, because if the base was not taken. O-okay, honestly? He had taken to death. But having made all go away next to Patrick, but the bump on his forehead. "Does it hurt? "... Exactly.
The young prince was just in time to retreat a few inches, that Patrick had already sunk a finger on the painful point. "If not

limestone, no. "He groaned in pain, squinting in the background and the voices of others who had begun to play it stunned him greatly.
"Oh, sorry! "The chamberlain looked at him worried, getting up shortly after. "Come, I'll take you to get some 'fresh. "
The most idiotic of the situation? No one noticed anything.
saw only Travis giving a hand to Patrick to get up and go on then - duh -

in the gatehouse, and then no one said or did nothing.
continued to play the game that had no name and no Pictionary was absolutely, we will forget Brendon and Patrick alone in the night, roughly isolated points in the castle. There was William
the board, in short, everything went into the background. "A-here-
mouse ...?
"
'Deficient! "Gabe looked
William suffering in her eyes, looked at the drawing again and lit. "A Cobra! "
" Yay! "
clapped their hands in sync, while the courtesan - yes, William. She was a courtesan - sit back down at the side of his valiant court jester and everyone snorting their disapproval.

'Final Verdict? Asked Vicky suffering collapse on the soft, one arm to cover his eyes. Pete looked at the scoring tables with vacant eyes, took a couple of calculations by hand and decreed that the winners were William and Gabe without a doubt. There were several moments of eerie silence.
"Gabe? "Vicky turned to Jon Walker, who was watching with dreamy eyes and - well, it was strange.
"Mh? "
" I love you. " Vicky's eyes widened, before he in turn said," Me too. "The color on the face of Jon passed away. "But-that-I was joking ..."
The girl's mouth became a 'or' perfect before trying to give themselves a voice, muttering "I, too, eh. "" Well. "" Very well. "
" No, come on, I really love you! "
" Me too! "" I was joking again. ""
Fuck you! "" Come on. I love you. Seriously. "
" Will ... "
" I swear, I am serious! "
" Last warning. "
" I love you. "
" If you're kidding ... " 'Ti. Amo. "" Okay. Gone. If it's a joke, you're not allowed to do this. And no one knew whether it was more strange to see Vicky kissing Jon Walker or the idea of William What madness in order to infrattare with a woman - even if it was Gabe. In short, William! A woman! -, However, saw their eyes when, among other things, a kiss and smiled, and suddenly everything became just as it was.

On the walls, meanwhile, things were not going well. But
were not even bad, for that matter.
They did not go right. Patrick and Brendon, in their idiocy, he stared into his eyes several times, without saying or doing anything. At regular intervals, one of the two opened his mouth to talk and close soon after with a vague 'no, nothing'. It was maddening. And Patrick hated being exaggerated. I also hated
Brendon, but now had surrendered.
"Okay, that sucks. He exclaimed suddenly the biggest, coming in a couple of steps and damn near Brendon, definitely, overlooking. Brendon is granted a blood clot, as it was wedged between the arms and the wall.
"Gah! "
" She 'Shut up. And one second after Patrick was kissing him, holding her by the shoulders, holding him probably

shoulder.
They separated after several moments, in short, when Brendon had begun to feel the need to get some 'air. "Okay, look," Patrick began slowly, staring at the other with impunity mouth slightly open, finding it strangely

pretty well flushed. "I-here-"
"Patrick," Brendon called him urgently, without even let him finish, "Look! "
" Cos-'
"We're normal! "
Patrick raised a trembling hand to the nose, feeling the comforting presence of their exposures glasses and then - oh! The visor! "We're normal! "
exulted in turn, taking the opportunity to kiss again Brendon.
Brendon smiled against his mouth, when they left, "and do not waste to make great speeches," she reassured him quietly, "I do not like people logorrheic. "
" Think you to balance? "I prodded Patrick, before kissing him again. Brendon's mouth was something that had addiction.
"Precisely. You think that once with Ry-'
"Brendon,
is' shut up.
" Nobody knew precisely what had caused the transformation, nor what was attributable to the cancellation of the spell.
Someone rang midnight, someone else was based on the report of Brendon and Patrick - with its almost-lynched for failing to immediately fix things -, someone like Pete and Ryan simply remained silent. The
Usually someone - a random name, and Pete Ryan - he just throw away a box of voodoo dolls and deny everything to death.


-



Once upon a time ... ... There was an epilogue, there was Brendon and Patrick was there and all the others were all things in their place, c 'Pete was smiling and kissed the forehead of the Bronx, quietly asleep, there was a father foolishly proud of bedtime story he invented that would close the bedroom door behind his son and found his wife looking at him tenderly, c' was a 'Well? "Grumbled on the defensive, an 'I love you" apparently unprovoked, There was a kiss.

And then ... and then there was the end.