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[inthebones]

[voice]
[An elderly woman's voice sounds over the phone network, sounding positively disgruntled.]

If you all would stop losing your heads for just a moment, perhaps we can actually try to make some sense out of this rigmarole.  Everyone who's been swapped, stop clogging up the phone lines and just find your swap-partner to work something out.  Everyone who hasn't been swapped, yes, everyone is acting a little strange, and if you haven't picked up on what's going on yet, consider, perhaps, that your brain might have been swapped with a cockroach's.

I can't be having with all this ruckus!

[Well.  Clearly, nothing was wrong with Granny Weatherwax.]

Now.  Who's missing an elderly, wrinkly body with an impeccable sense of fashion?

[action, all over town]
[There was a broomstick in the corner.  There was a witch's cap on the table.  This wasn't too hard to figure out.  Susan is far too mature to indulge in such ridiculous things as getting on a flying broomstick just for fun; no, it was perfectly obvious that she was only doing this to facilitate the task of reuniting with her body.

This is precisely why she spends the next hour flying around town like some sort of ghast, alternating between going as high into the sky as she possibly can and dipping low enough to smash straight through folks on the ground.

She needs to spend some time getting used to the controls, alright?] 

Out of the way!  Respect your elders!  Don't clog the walkways!

Comments

[Action]

[questionablescience]

[Duck and cover, duck and cover.

Nope, no luck. Way to just bowl over your fake husband, and in his girlfriend's body to boot. He'll just be furiously grumbling and letting loose a string of indistinct insults as he tries to get back to his feet.]

[inthebones]

[The witch screeches to a halt mid-air. Evidently, this was possible.]

Ema!

Excellent timing. Have you been to see Edward yet today?

[questionablescience]

You're looking at him.

[...Hang on.]

...Who is this?

Walking around

[puzzleddeath]

[Have a nod.]

Mistress Weatherwax.

[inthebones]

...

[The old lady manages an excellent approximation of Susan's usual disturbed expression.]

Well.

I suppose it's a fantastic step up on your end.

[inthebones]

...Weatherwax?

This is Granny Weatherwax? Granny Weatherwax is in Mayfield? Good grief. Why didn't we ever meet?

And who are you supposed to be?

[The likelihood of Luke ever calling anyone 'mistress' was about equal to the likelihood of him being swapped with someone who would.]

[questionablescience]

[Oh. Oh, despite the wrinkles, Edward's been in that house long enough to recognize the usual Look Susan always finds a way to give him. Smirking.]

I don't suppose I could say the same for you, could I?

Around town

[dontfearthepuzzler]

[...What is going on here. Death!Luke will just be watching from nearby.]

Action

[strike_you_out]

[He's been hit with a steamroller, scooter and a bass guitar, but never has Slugger been hit with a flying broomstick. The impact sets him into a 360 degree spin before he loses balance and falls.]

[inthebones]

Don't be so shallow, Edward. I haven't the least concern for physical beauty as long as the body is operable.

...Besides, I've got a flying broomstick.

[puzzleddeath]

Your grandfather of course.

[He may not be "Death" with a proper capital letter at the moment, but he could still figure out when someone was Susan.]

[inthebones]

[Something amazing. Susan surreptitiously tries a loop and ends up just barely missing a bush. She hops off somewhat ungracefully.]

...Oh. How long have you been there?

[questionablescience]

Do you expect me to be jealous of that?

[Spoilers, he actually kinda is. Luke can teleport, Susan can fly, Crane knows acrobatics...]

[inthebones]

[As he falls, he will drape over the handle of a broomstick and subsequently be scooped up into the air. Susan reaches back to steady him.]

Goodness, Slugger. If you're Slugger at all. Don't take these kinds of things lying down.

[inthebones]

...

Grandfather, get out of Luke this moment. That's just uncomfortable.

action

[tailwhip]

[ ffff this random bodyswitch-ee is already having trouble keeping balance and just so happens to trip and faceplant on the ground like a split second before Granny Sto Helit divebombs. lucky?! ]

O-ow--!

[inthebones]

Aren't you?

Don't worry. You can always read Ema's diary and find out her deepest desires. ...Among other invasions of her privacy.

[puzzleddeath]

If I could figure out how, I would be quite happy to.

[strike_you_out]

[Suddenly airborne, Slugger clings to the broom like a cat on a tree limb. Who was this woman and how did she know his name?]

-ah! What are you doing??

[questionablescience]

Tempting, but the thought had barely crossed my mind.

[Though it sounds like not only has the thought crossed his mind, it's circled around his mind several times over.]

And even so, if I do manage to get back inside my head when this nonsense is over, I'd very much like to keep it.

[inthebones]

That's right; that's bonus points on your next assignment for deferring to the elderly.

[Granny Sto Helit comes to a halt in mid-air as she speaks.]

...Oh. You're back, Zidane. Or whoever's in Zidane's body.

[inthebones]

Kidnapping you. I don't suppose you already know how to fly?

[inthebones]

Do you even remember how human bodies work?

[inthebones]

Don't be melodramatic. You'd have it back the next day.

Back to the point, then - How's my body getting along?

[puzzleddeath]

Of course.

[He's only walked into one wall...and a tree.]

I was human for a while here, you might recall.