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[makingsouffles]

[It's hardly uncommon for Oswin to fall asleep by the Doctor's side. What had started as just her crawling into his bed late at night after nightmares led to the discovery that his presence served very well as bad dream repellent and she really liked just having someone close to her in general.

So, all things considered, waking up in his bed really shouldn't be all that weird. Except the body she fell asleep pressed against definitely wasn't that small. And she really doesn't remember falling asleep holding anything or with her lips against anyone's hair.

Okay. Definitely weird.

Blearily, Oswin opens her eyes, only to be met with...herself. No, really, it's actually her lying there in her own arms and fast asleep. All things considered, she's actually seen weirder, but...well. Definitely not what she expected.]

...What? [The word drops from her lips unbidden and oh god that's definitely not her voice. What is this?]

Comments

[mrcool]

Yes. Of course.

[He slides off the bed, surprised as he looks around.] ...Did everything get taller?

[makingsouffles]

[She rolls her (his?) eyes.]

You got smaller, dear. [Oswin makes to follow suit, stumbling a few steps as her feet hit the ground.] How d'you steer this thing?

[After a moment, she finds her footing and looks down at her body, tilting her head in a manner that is very Oswin and not so much Doctor.] ...Is that really how short I am?

[mrcool]

[The Doctor laughs when she nearly falls, though he's not having much better luck. Shorter legs means shorter steps, and he's not used to walking like this.]

You're very short, yes.

[makingsouffles]

[She scowls right back at him. It's not funny, Doctor.]

Coming from the giraffe. [Hrmph. Folding her arms, Oswin glares at him in a pose that's just a little too feminine for the body she's in.] Any idea how to get us back to normal?

[mrcool]

I've got a few ideas. And...don't...stand like that. It's weird.

[makingsouffles]

What, like this? [Oswin exaggerates her pose, putting her hands on her hips and giving him a smirk.

Being in a different body doesn't change how much of a brat she is.]

[mrcool]

Oh, Oswin Oswald, what am I going to do with you...

[He sighs, running a hand through his hair. Which is much, much longer than he's used to and it goes all over the place.]

[makingsouffles]

Oi! [Doctor, her hair.] Bit rich coming from you. You're not even in your proper body and you're still messing up my hair.

[Speaking of hair, she pushes her own (for now) back out of her eyes again.]