Room 423, Saturday morning

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Sam woke up to the sound of the world's dorkiest ring tone. She groped around for her hammer to smash it with, but it wasn't in reach, so she finally gave in and answered the damn phone.

"H'lo?"

"Fredward!" said the voice on the other end. "You're not just waking up, are you?"

Sam blinked. "Mrs. Benson? Freddie's not here right now."

"That is not funny, young man! You should have been up to double-poo hours ago!"

Sam snickered. "Poo." Then gradually realized that her voice sounded weird. And she'd been sleeping in a funny position, all laid out flat with her head on the actual pillow. And she had . . . bits that weren't usually there. "Did I turn into a boy again?"

"Are you ill? Fredward, take your temperature! I think you have a fever!"

Sam turned the laptop on the nearby desk around and switched on the webcam. And then stared. "Oh sweet mother of chiz."

"FREDWARD BENSON! You go wash your mouth out with soap this instant!"

This? Was going to be a loooooooooooong day.

[ooc: specifically for one.]

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"I'm going to go see if Spencer wants to... butter his face or something to distract me from all this," Carly said. And thus ended the webchat.

"...well that was different," Freddie said. "And yeah, at least I wear pants to bed."

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"Oh please, it's not like I knew you were gonna wake up in my body," Sam said. "Wait, you didn't . . . touch anything, did you?"

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"What, no!" Freddie said. "I even put on your pants with my eyes closed. I'm not even sure I can change without breaking, like, serious boyfriend-girlfriend trust stuff."

He paused. "You didn't touch anything, did you?"

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"Just your phone," Sam said. "And your laptop." Because she'd totally been talking about physical possessions, yes.

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"Oh, good," Freddie said.

"So, uhhh, what do we do now?" This was normally the point where they'd be kissing after a fight. But now it would be... kissing himself.

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Sam considered that. "Wanna arm wrestle?"

What? How many girls got the chance to find out just how strong they really were from the outside?

[ooc: uses non-Freddie icon because OMG I NEVER GET TO USE THIS ICON.]

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"I might actually win for once," Freddie said with a grin. "We need a table. Oh man, if I could record this it... okay, it would just look like you beating me again, but still!"

He was excited.

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Sam rolled her eyes fondly. "You are such a nub."

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"Yeah, well, let's see how long I can last this time," Freddie said, smiling. "Because like you noticed, I have been working out."

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"You're so cute when you pretend to be manly."