Room 518/520, Monday morning

[demonbelthazor]

Bel woke up in his own body. For a moment he was confused, then elated. Being a girl had been weird.

Then he realized he had the memories of what "Phoebe" had done all weekend. Which shouldn't be possible. But he remembered the conversations he'd had with everyone over the course of the weekend as if he'd had them himself: Dawn, Bridge, "Hamlet", Pippi, "Briar", "Nadia", Anders, Bridge (again), "Joxer", and (*wince*) Callisto.

He facepalmed. Stupid Fandom weirdness. First Blair, then Phoebe. Who was he going to think he was next?

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[sensethevisions]

Phoebe shook her head. "I don't have anything until Wednesday," she said with a smile.

[demonbelthazor]

"Lucky you," he said, then tickled her in revenge for not having workshops while he did.

[sensethevisions]

She squealed and squirmed under the blankets. "Not my fault you signed up for a Monday workshop."

[demonbelthazor]

"Your sister blackmailed me," Cole said.

[sensethevisions]

"Blackmailed you with what?" she demanded as she tickled him back.

[demonbelthazor]

He squirmed for more than one reason. "Um, because she knew about the whole Angel thing?" he said quickly. "Because of the truth spell."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe went very quiet. "She knew?"

[demonbelthazor]

Cole nodded reluctantly. "Yeah...she knew."