The Mighty Belthazor

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?

Phoebe woke up snuggled with Cole. She would've stayed there forever if it wasn't for the pressing need to use the bathroom. Resisting the urge for as long as she could, she sleepily disentangled herself from Cole and walked to the bathroom. She slipped down her pajama bottoms and was suddenly completely awake. That wasn't there last night. She looked down in horror at the decidedly male body part she had uncovered. Had her spell caused another backfire and turned her into a man? She yanked up the pajamas and moved to the mirror, staring at her reflection. Not just any man - she was Cole!

She hurried back to the bedroom and saw her own sleeping body on the bed. Carefully she at down next to herself. If she was in Cole's body, maybe Cole was in hers. She gently shook her shoulder. "Cole? Sweetheart? Wake up...."