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The Stand’s attack sent you flying back, and it wasn’t until you hit a pole that you stopped.
“Ugh...” you grunted. You looked up from the pole that you had hit, and saw your body on the ground, still unmoving. No. You didn’t just die, did you? You looked down at your hands. Nope. Still normal. But they looked familiar. Not yours, but familiar. You gasped, frantically checking the clothes, face, and top of the head of the body you were in. This wasn’t you. “I’m... I’m...” You clamped your mouth shut. That was the voice of...
“Jotaro!”
You couldn't help but notice how bulky it felt in Jotaro's body. In a good way, of course. His arms and legs were toned to perfection, and you could feel the squeeze of his abs on your stomach. Or rather, his stomach.
Your body, which you could only assume had Jotaro’s soul trapped inside it, started to gradually get up. You quickly ran towards him, and tried helping him up. Or, was it her?
“Thanks, but I can get up myself.” It was extremely disassociating hearing your voice when you weren’t speaking. It seemed like Jotaro noticed something off, too, as his eyes (your eyes?) widened and he looked up, way up, to lock eyes with you.
“You’re not dead,” you reassured him. “You’re in my body.”
“I’m in your what?” Jotaro was showing small signs of panic, something you’d never seen before, as he started turning round and round, slapping his hands on his cheeks, and grabbing his arms and legs. After a while, he looked back at you. “Good grief, (Y/N), it wouldn’t hurt for you to hit the gym every once in a while. Your limbs are like twigs.”
You could feel heat rising to your cheeks, but you didn’t know if it was from embarrassment or anger. You didn’t even know how to respond to that. “Shut up! My physique is fine as it is!” Ooh. Those words sounded much more intimidating in Jotaro’s voice.
“Okay, but if you snap your arm handshaking someone, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
“It only feels like that to you because you’re stronger than me,” you huffed. “In fact, I can probably pick you up with ease in this new body.”
“Don’t. You. Dare.” Jotaro glared you down, but in your body, it was far less intimidating. In fact, you had to hold back laughter from how silly it looked.
“What are you gonna do? I know my body’s limits, and I know it can do nothing to yours.”
“Because I have Star Platinum by my side,” Jotaro said. However, in attempt to show his Stand off, he summoned Ace of Pentacles instead. That could only mean one thing...
“Oh, ho, ho!” You looked Star Platinum in the eyes, then looked down at Jotaro smugly. “Looks like I have the almighty Stand now!”
Both Ace and Star looked a little confused and defensive at their user's body, as if they knew it was someone else.
"Don't worry, Star," you smiled. "It's me, (Y/N). And Ace, that's just Jotaro."
Both Stands seemed to accept that answer, and lowered their defenses. You crossed your arms, and smirked. "I can even calm Star Platinum better than you," you said to Jotaro. "What does that say about you as a Stand user?"
“Can you wipe that stupid grin off your face?” Jotaro asked. “It looks good on you, but not on me. Also, we need to find who did this, and fast.”
“Yeah, I agree,” you replied. “Although it’s nice being tough and strong, it’s weird feeling something between my thighs.”
This time, it was Jotaro’s turn to clench his teeth and blush. “I’m going to kill you once I have Star Platinum again,” he murmured.
“Oh, don’t act like you can’t feel a difference in your chest.”
“Anyway,” Jotaro quickly changed the subject, “we have to find the others and explain this situation. Let’s go.”
“Fine,” you laughed. Woah. You’ve never heard Jotaro’s voice laugh like you just did. It sounded nice, actually. “I can’t wait to see what Star Platinum feels like in action.”
“It’s super cool.”
“Guess I’ll find out when we get to our enemy.” You grabbed Jotaro and hoisted him up, which made him give out a small yelp, and immediately clamp his mouth.
“Yeah,” he said. “I’m not dealing with this body forever.”
Once you got to the hotel that everyone was staying in, it took a couple of protests to convince Joseph that you were really in each other’s bodies.
“You’re kidding,” Joseph laughed. “You’ve got to be kidding!”
“Mr. Joestar, I promise you, this is serious!” you told him.
“You’re doing pretty good, Jotaro,” Joseph replied. “I can’t believe you’d call me anything other than old man.”
“That’s because I didn’t, old man!” Jotaro growled. “We’re telling the truth! We had an encounter with an enemy!”
“Mr. Joestar,” Kakyoin said, “I think they’re serious. Look at the way they stand. The look in their eyes. The subtle stuff that they wouldn’t be able to catch if they were pranking us.”
Joseph looked up and down both of them, then muttered, “You're right. They do kinda look like their bodies have swapped.”
"Well," Avdol added, "there's only one way to reverse this, you know."
"Killing the user," you sighed.
"But it's getting late," Joseph told you. "We'll deal with it tomorrow."
"No!" Jotaro protested. "I'm not going to sleep in a girl's body!"
"I'd take your place, Jotaro," Polnareff snickered. He didn't realize that you had summoned Star Platinum and sent a punch straight to his face.
"Don't you EVER say something like that again!" you yelled. "I'm lucky I swapped bodies with Jotaro and not you!"
"Anyway," Kakyoin glared at Polnareff, who was rubbing his cheek, "how does it feel in a boy's body, (Y/N)? Just out of curiosity."
"Strange," you answered. "Really strange."
"What feels different?" Polnareff asked, a smug smile spread across his face.
"I don't really know how to answer that," you laughed. "I mean, how do you describe being in a body that's not yours? Surreal?"
"Old man, please, we have to find this guy tonight! I'm not sleeping in (Y/N)'s body." Jotaro begged Joseph. "Do you realize how awkward this is for both of us?"
“My mind has been made,” Joseph said. “We’re going to wake up tomorrow feeling refreshed and ready to catch our Stand user!”
“Hey, I’m sure it won’t be that bad,” you consoled Jotaro, although you were unsure who you were trying to convince. “As long as you keep yourself fully clothed, it’ll be fine... I think.”
“Same goes for you,” Jotaro added. “I mean, I guess I don’t mind the shirt coming off, but the pants stay on.”
“That’s fair,” you said. “Well, goodnight, Jotaro.”
“Night.”
The two of you went to your hotel rooms, and when you closed the door, you sighed heavily. Being in another person’s body was exhausting. You turned to your bed, and saw Iggy, head tilted.
“Relax, Iggy, it’s me, (Y/N),” you chuckled. “Jotaro and I had an encounter with a Stand that swapped our bodies.”
You went to the bathroom to brush your teeth, which was really weird, since you were staring into the mirror at someone else’s reflection. When you were done, you jumped into your bed, which Iggy kept warm for you. Yawning, you curled up into your favorite sleeping position, and closed your eyes. The problem was, in Jotaro's body, you were far from comfortable in that position. You tried another one. Still uncomfortable. You kept trying all sorts of different positions that you hoped would work in this body, but no prevail. Eventually, you had tossed and turned so much Iggy decided it would be better to sleep on the floor. Groaning, you got up from bed, left your room, and knocked on Jotaro's door.
"What do you want?" you heard your voice from the other side.
"What sleeping position is the most comfortable for you?" you asked.
"I could ask you the same thing." Jotaro went to open the door, but didn't realize you were leaning on it. As soon as he opened it, you stumbled over and fell down right next to him.
"Hey, try to be a little more careful in my body," Jotaro said. "I don't want to come back to bruises and scars that were from something stupid like leaning on an opening door and falling over. Anyway, I usually sleep straight up, legs spread apart, arms to my sides."
After exchanging sleeping positions, you headed back to your room, where Iggy had fallen asleep on the floor. You tried the position that Jotaro told you, and noticed how comfortable it was in his body. Finally, you were able to go to sleep. Hopefully, this whole thing would be sorted out in the morning.
“Kakyoin!”
You had to be honest, even if he wasn’t as buff as the other men in the group, you could definitely feel a difference from your body and his. After all, he did carry some beef with him, and it was noticeable to you.
“Ugh, I think I hit my head too hard,” you heard your voice say. “My voice sounds all weird, and I feel really strange.”
Right. If you were in Kakyoin’s body, then Kakyoin was bound to be in your body. You kind of wanted to tell him the situation, but another part of you wanted to see him figure it out himself.
“Wait a minute,” he muttered. “This voice sounds familiar. And these hands look familiar.” He looked down at his (your) shirt, and gasped. “This is... (Y/N)’s body!” He looked up at you (him) in horror. “Tha-that’s... my... body...”
You nodded.
“And I’m... not in it...”
Again, you nodded.
“Why don’t you say something, (Y/N)?” Kakyoin shuddered. “You’re creeping me out.”
“There hasn’t been a need,” you answered.
“Fair,” he nodded. “Still! Aren’t you freaked out by this, too?” He got up and started moving his limbs back and forth. “It’s so...” he shivered in disgust. “I feel like a pervert in this body.”
“Don’t say it like that!” you exclaimed. “You’re making me imagine things that you’d do in my body I don’t want to imagine.”
“Sorry, sorry,” Kakyoin quickly apologized. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“It’s okay,” you told him. “We should probably tell the others before we go off and try to find the Stand user ourselves.”
Kakyoin nodded in agreement, but before you headed off to the hotel, you heard him say, “Wait. Do we have each other’s Stands? Or do we keep the same Stand?”
“Well, only one way to find out,” you shrugged. Both of you summoned your Stands. Or, rather, each other’s Stands, because, sure enough, the Stands didn’t travel with you. You were able to harness Hierophant Green, and Kakyoin could wield Ace of Pentacles. And the Stands seemed to realize that whoever was in this body was not their user, but they were hesitant to do anything that would kill the intruder.
"Don't worry, Hierophant, I'm (Y/N)," you told him. "Kakyoin and I got into a little bit of trouble, and now our bodies are swapped." Luckily, Hierophant seemed to understand, and calmed down.
"Okay, now that we know the Stand situation," Kakyoin said, "let's go tell everyone else what happened." He started walking to the hotel, and you quickly followed.
"So," Jotaro leaned against the wall and crossed his arms, "my two best friends have been attacked by an enemy Stand while going to buy some things, and now they're trapped in each other's bodies."
"Sounds about right," you nodded.
"Yeah, that's what happened," Kakyoin replied.
Jotaro lowered his hat and sighed. "Good grief," he muttered. "This isn't going to end well."
"Anyway," Kakyoin said, "we should probably find this user as soon as possible. It won't be good if we're forever in each other's bodies."
"I wholeheartedly agree," Joseph answered, "but it's getting really late. How about we get a good night's sleep and wake up completely ready to take on the user?"
"No!" you both exclaimed at the same time.
"This feels weird! I don't wanna sleep in Kakyoin's body!" You squirmed just thinking about it. "No offense, Kakyoin."
"None taken, because I feel the exact same way," Kakyoin replied.
"Well, the rest of us are tired," Polnareff said, "so unless you plan on going out in the streets of Cairo alone, you better get some rest."
"Fine," both of you sighed. Before you headed off to your rooms, though, Kakyoin shared something with you.
"In case you didn't know, my most comfortable sleeping position is on my side, curled up. It would probably be the most comfortable to sleep in that position."
You told Kakyoin your usual sleeping position, too, then both of you headed off to your hotel rooms.
"Oh, and one more thing."
You turned your head. "Yeah?"
"I have PJs if you want to use those."
You thought about it for a little bit, then said, "You sure trust me a lot if you'd let me undress in your body. Unless it's not about trust..." you wiggled your eyebrows.
Well, now you knew what you looked like when you blushed. "Um, uh, no, that's not what I meant, at all, I promise," Kakyoin stuttered. "I mean, my school uniform isn't the comfiest thing to sleep in, so, heh, y'know, PJs are, are much comfier. It really is about trust, honest!"
"I know what you meant," you laughed as you went down to pat his head. Er, your head. This was so confusing. "And trust me, I'll change as quickly as possible."
Kakyoin sighed with relief. "Okay, I'll go get them from my room."
While you patiently waited for Kakyoin to come back, you started playing with his hair, pulling his long strand down, then letting go and watching it bounce back up again. It was actually pretty entertaining. At least, more entertaining than it should be.
"Okay, here's the PJs," Kakyoin tossed them up to you. "Good night, (Y/N)."
"Good night," you replied.
This time, you truly parted ways. When you got to your room, Iggy stood on all fours defensively.
"Don't worry, Iggy," you chuckled. "Kakyoin and I got into a fight with an enemy Stand, but I'm still (Y/N)."
Iggy laid back down, and yawned as he fell asleep. Quickly, you changed out of Kakyoin's uniform and slipped into his much comfier pajamas, and turned off the light, snuggling up next to Iggy. This would all be sorted out in the morning, you knew it. For now, you needed to rest. And rest you did.
“Joseph!”
You were always surprised on how fit Joseph was, especially with his old age, but this was beyond what you thought it would feel like. You expected at least a few creaky bones, but he was still in tip top shape, and you couldn’t help but flex his arms and feel his strength coursing through your veins.
“OH MY GO-“ your voice shouted, but cut off for some odd reason. You whipped your head around to see your body suddenly reanimated, spinning around in circles and darting its eyes all across the surface. “What happened? Why am I in (Y/N)’s body?”
“Mr. Joestar, please calm down!” you begged. “I don’t want people thinking I’m crazy!”
“Ah!” Joseph exclaimed. “You’re in my body, too? What’s going on?”
“Do you really think I have any more of a clue than you do?” you asked, still not used to his voice. “Look, I’m a high school girl in a grown man’s body! Do you think this is any easier for me?”
“We have to get back and tell the others about all of this!” Joseph said. “Come on, (Y/N), let’s go!”
As Joseph started running, you joined him, boosted by his incredible strength, and scooped him up along the way.
“Mr. Joestar,” Avdol said, “don’t you think a prank like this is a little too much for our current situation? And how did you get (Y/N) to agree to this?”
“Avdol, I am (Y/N),” you replied. “This isn’t a joke! I have Ace of Pentacles and everything!” You tried to summon her, but you were met with purple thorns. Uh oh. That could only mean that Joseph had Ace.
“This isn’t helping our argument,” Joseph muttered as he summoned Ace of Pentacles. “Look, we’re telling the truth, you have to believe us,” he pleaded.
“Favorite colors,” Jotaro said. “Go.”
“(Color),” you stated.
“Yellow,” Joseph answered.
“Favorite foods.”
“(Food).”
“Squid ink spaghetti.”
“My favorite food.”
You stayed silent, since you had no idea.
“Your mom’s cooking,” Joseph stated. “You used to be such a momma’s boy.”
“Yup, they’re in the wrong bodies,” Jotaro concluded. “There’s no way (Y/N) would have known that.”
“Finally!” you sighed. “I was beginning to worry you’d never believe us and we’d have to go find this guy on our own.”
“That would be pretty bad,” Kakyoin chuckled. “Neither of you have fighting Stands.”
“At least I have a fighting body,” Joseph beamed, putting his hands on his hips. “Well, I did.”
“That fighting body is mine now,” you smirked, flexing his muscles.
“Cut that out!” Joseph tried shoving you, but in your body, it did next to nothing. He tried harder. Still almost nothing. He pushed his back against you. He ran and jumped. He attacked you from above. Everything he tried was useless as you stood, as strong as a pillar, in the exact same place.
“You’re no fun,” he pouted. “You could at least act like I did something.”
You looked down at him, gave him a tiny push, and watched as he toppled over. “Nice acting, Mr. Joestar,” you chuckled.
“That hurt,” Joseph mumbled. “That hurt a lot.”
“What’s that?” You held up a hand to an ear. “I can’t hear you since you’re so much closer to the ground than I am.”
“I’ll pay you back when this is over, you know,” Joseph warned, “so I’d stop now if I were you.”
“Then why don’t you stop?” you asked him. “After all, you are me.”
“You know what I mean,” he grumbled.
“I know, I know,” you laughed. “I’ll stop.”
“Anyway, I’m getting a little tired,” Joseph yawned. “How about we hit the hay for tonight? We can go after this Stand user tomorrow when we’re refreshed.”
“Oh, you’re delusional if you think I’m spending a night in your body!” you exclaimed.
“And you’re delusional if you think I’m going after a Stand user in the middle of the night!” Joseph retorted. “No way, no how! An old man needs his sleep, you know.”
“But you’re not an old man right now, are you?” you countered. “You’re a high school girl. We stay up late. You should be raring to go, excited to explore the wonders of Egypt late at night.”
“If that were true,” Joseph said, “Then you should be exhausted and begging me to go to bed, yet here you are.”
“Good point,” you muttered. “Fine. We’ll go to bed.”
When you got to your room, Iggy was already asleep, so he couldn’t be bothered by your arrival. Thank goodness. He probably wouldn’t take too kindly to your new, hopefully temporary form. Unfortunately, you had to toss and turn so much that you ended up awakening him, anyway. And, of course, Iggy wouldn’t allow anyone but you to sleep in your bed.
“Iggy! It’s me!” you cried as you held the growling dog as far away from Joseph’s hair as possible. “It’s (Y/N)! Mr. Joestar and I got into some trouble with an enemy, and our bodies are swapped!” Iggy seemed to believe you, thankfully, and stopped attacking you.
A knock on the door made you jump, but you quickly asked, “Who is it?”
“It’s Joseph,” came your voice from the other side. “How do you sleep in this body? I can’t find a comfortable position.”
You sighed, realizing you were suffering the same problem. “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours,” you answered, opening the door.
“I usually sleep with my arms and legs extended off the bed, face up,” Joseph answered.
“How do you sleep like that?” you asked.
“How do you not?”
“That’s fair.”
You told Joseph your preferred sleeping position, and then he left back to go to his room. Sinking down in your bed, you realized how comfortable it was to sleep belly down in this body. You yawned, and slowly drifted off to sleep. You would swap back to your body in the morning, and that’s all you needed to know to feel at peace.
“Polnareff!”
Having your hair in a tower felt really strange, considering you’ve never had it up like that before. It felt weirder than having all of the bulk from his muscles on your skin. Although, you were less worried about how you felt, and more worried about how Polnareff would feel. He’s the one you trusted the least in your body.
The sound of not so distant screams caught your attention, and you knew Polnareff was awake.
“This is bad, this is really bad!” he panicked. “I shouldn’t be in a girl’s body!”
Well, that was a relief. He didn’t seem to be immediately overjoyed. Maybe he would be trustworthy after all.
“Look, let’s just get back to the hotel,” you suggested, “and we can figure this out with the help of everyone else.”
“That sounds good,” Polnareff answered, still a little shaken. It wasn’t until you two had been walking for a while when you heard Polnareff giggle a little.
“You know, I was a bit freaked out at first, but feeling this light and delicate is a nice change.”
“I’m not light and delicate!” you shot back. “I’m just as strong as everyone else!”
“Relax, madame,” Polnareff held up his hands in defense. “All I’m saying is that you feel light and delicate. You’re far from that.”
“Thanks,” you answered. You could feel a light blush coming up to your cheeks. “That means you won’t be touchy-feely when you’re alone if we don’t get this sorted out by nightfall, right?”
“No promises,” Polnareff smirked.
“No, there has to be a promise,” you insisted. “I won’t let you get a moment alone if there’s no promise.”
“I’m kidding,” Polnareff laughed nervously. “I’ll keep my hands, er, your hands, away from your body.”
“Good,” you finished, making sure not to break your seriousness. “Thank you.”
After a few minutes of walking, Polnareff started to get a little jumpy. “Um, I don’t know if this is okay, but I really have to use the restroom. May I? I know it might not be comfortable with you, but I’m about to-“
“Just go,” you interrupted. “We all need to.”
“Thank you,” Polnareff sighed, and ran into the men’s restroom, quickly coming out and running to the woman’s.
“What do you mean there’s no urinals?! You pee SITTING DOWN?!”
You turned beet red as you heard your voice yell out, and covered your face in your hands. That was your voice, in your body, shouting those very words.
“I’m going to kill you,” you hissed when Polnareff left the restroom.
“You can’t kill me, you only have Ace of Pentacles,” Polnareff gloated. However, once he summoned Ace, he was taken aback. “Uh oh.”
“You’re lucky I don’t want to kill my body, or I’d have Silver Chariot slice you to bits right now,” you growled, summoning Polnareff’s Stand. “Girls pee sitting down. That’s why there’s no urinals. Don’t ever, EVER, say those words in that order again, especially to other women who don’t know the situation we’re in right now. Got it?” You had the tone of a mother who quietly scolded her child in public, the angry whisper when she can’t cause a scene.
“Yup, I got it,” Polnareff nodded quickly and quietly.
Once you got to the hotel, you and Polnareff explained, as best as you could, what happened to the two of you.
“So, you’re (Y/N), and you’re Polnareff?” Kakyoin pointed to the opposite bodies as he said your names, which were, at the time, the correct bodies. This was confusing. You both nodded, and Kakyoin sighed. “This is bound to make at least one of you mad.”
“Already happened,” Polnareff replied sheepishly.
“Anyway,” you interrupted, “we need to find the user, or else we’ll be stuck in these bodies forever.”
“Not tonight,” was Joseph’s answer. “We aren’t going tonight. I doubt he’ll get too far before the sun rises.”
“What?” you exclaimed. “No! I don’t trust Polnareff for a whole night!”
“Sleep in the same room I don’t care,” Joseph answered, “but I’m getting my rest, no matter what.”
“Look, I promise,” Polnareff told you. “I absolutely, positively promise nothing will happen to this body while I’m in it.”
“Doesn’t matter, you’re sleeping in my room tonight,” you replied. However, after some consideration, you remembered that Iggy was in your room, and that he loathed Polnareff more than anyone else. He would most likely rip all of your hair out before you could tell him that you were (Y/N). “Actually, your room. Your room tonight.”
“You’re sleeping on the floor, then, got it?” Polnareff asked. “My room, my rules.”
“It’s better than getting attacked by Iggy,” you sighed.
“You’re going to make a woman sleep on the floor?” Joseph asked. “What kind of man does that?”
“But I’m the woman now,” Polnareff countered. “Therefore, I get the bed.”
“Well, I’d rather wake up with back problems instead of going the rest of the day with back problems, so the bed’s all yours.”
“Huh,” Kakyoin said. “That was fast. I would at least expect (Y/N) to insist that Polnareff get her mattress from her room, since he’s in the body that Iggy hates the least.”
“That’s a good idea,” you complimented. “Polnareff, if you could be so kind and-“
“Already ahead of you,” he answered, leaving his room.
“I wonder how long it’ll take Iggy to realize that the person in your body is, in fact, not you,” Kakyoin chuckled.
“My bet is thirty seconds.”
“I’ll bet less than thirty.”
“Iggy! Iggy, stop! No!”
You heard a loud thud and barks from the tiny dog.
“Looks like I was right,” Kakyoin smirked.
“I’ll go calm Iggy down,” you laughed, and walked to your room. Hopefully Iggy connected the dots before you were attacked, as well. You entered the room, and he reared up and charged towards you.
“Iggy, wait!” you exclaimed, but it was too late. Iggy had pulled out a good amount of your hair, and you could smell an awful stench.
“Iggy,” you sighed, “it’s (Y/N). Polnareff and I swapped bodies.”
“I probably shouldn’t have called that dog a dumb mutt,” Polnareff muttered. “I think that’s what gave it away to him.”
“You think?” you groaned. “Come on, let’s get this mattress to your room.”
After some hard work (mostly put in by you), the mattress was successfully in Polnareff’s room, and you immediately curled up, and Polnareff landed face down on his bed. After a while, both of you were tossing and turning. Something about the way you two were sleeping did not settle well with the bodies you were in.
“Are you really going to sleep that way in that body?” Polnareff snorted. “(Y/N), that body is made to sleep face down. No other position is comfortable.”
“Maybe that’s why you can’t sleep in my body, either,” you suggested. “You’re sleeping in it wrong.”
“Perhaps that is what’s wrong,” Polnareff said to himself. He changed positions to how you were sleeping, and sighed happily. “My, my, this is so much more comfy!”
“Same here,” you replied. “Well, I’m going to go to sleep now. Goodnight, Polnareff.”
“Night.”
“Avdol!”
Woah. How many layers of clothing did this guy have? All of his coats and everything weighed you down much more than your clothing. However, all of that weight paid off for Avdol, because his arms were stronger than you could even imagine yours being.
“So, you’re awake, as well.”
You turned your head, and saw your body, fully reanimated. You concluded that the one speaking must have been Avdol.
“It seems that Stand has the ability to swap bodies,” he muttered, “and we happened to be the two he came into contact with.”
“Great,” you mumbled. “How do we reverse it?”
“Killing the user seems to be the only solution,” Avdol sighed. “Of course, he ran away as soon as his Stand landed an attack on us, so it’ll take a while for us to find him. But when we do, I’m prepared to use Magician’s Red, no matter what.” He summoned his Stand, but soon realized that it wasn’t who he thought it would be. Instead of summoning the fiery bird, he summoned Ace of Pentacles.
“Nice,” you said as you summoned Avdol’s former sidekick. “So I get to use him when the time comes.”
“I guess so,” Avdol chuckled. “Just remember, use those flames responsibly. We don’t want a bystander to get hurt.”
“I understand,” you nodded. “Plus, we should probably update the others on our situation before we go and fight this guy alone. For all we know, we could be swapped into a bystander’s body before we have the chance to fight him.”
“Good thinking,” Avdol replied. “Then it’s settled. We’ll go tell the others about this, first.”
When you got back to the hotel, Jotaro was already standing outside the doorway, leaning on the brick wall.
“There’s something different about you two,” he eyed you and Avdol suspiciously. “What did the enemy Stand do to you this time?”
“Swapped our bodies,” Avdol answered.
“So it was Avdol who answered me, then?” Jotaro asked. You both nodded.
“Ah, Avdol and (Y/N) are back,” Polnareff said as he emerged from the hotel’s entrance. “What supplies did you get?”
“Actually, we didn’t have time to get supplies,” you admitted. “We were attacked by an enemy.”
“Well, you got out fine,” Polnareff replied accusingly, “so why didn’t you get supplies after the attack?”
“Because we didn’t get out fine,” Avdol answered. “We’re in the wrong bodies.”
Polnareff playful grin suddenly vanished. “Oh,” he muttered.
“Anyway, we came here because it would be easier to take on this enemy with all five of us attacking,” you explained. “Where’s Mr. Joestar?”
“He already fell asleep,” Polnareff answered. “It is getting late, after all.”
“Then we’ll go without him.”
“No, that doesn’t seem like a good idea,” Avdol told you. “I mean, think about it. Leaving a member of our team alone while he’s out like a light? That could easily put him in danger. Plus, it would be bad if we all felt tired while trying to fight against someone else. We should sleep.”
“Fine,” you groaned. “Let’s go to bed.”
When you got to your bedroom, Iggy didn’t do much but give you a slight head tilt.
“It’s me, Iggy,” you consoled the worried dog. “It’s (Y/N). Avdol and I got put in the wrong bodies from an enemy.”
Iggy laid back down, accepting the answer. As you brushed your teeth, you kept staring at the reflection that wasn’t yours. It was strange to be in another body. As you laid in your bed, you noticed how comfortable it was. Even in different sleeping positions, you felt like you could sleep for hours. Avdol’s body was a blessing right now, since you probably couldn’t have possibly fallen asleep in any other body from the gravity of this situation. However, right as you were about to be out for the night, you heard a knock on your door. “Who is it?”
“Avdol,” your voice said from the other side. “Pardon my interruption, but I could really use some sleep, and for that, I need your sleeping position.”
You opened the door, and looked down to meet eyes with Avdol. After you told him your usual sleeping position, he nodded, and went back to his hotel room. Now, you went back to your bed, and almost instantly fell asleep. Tomorrow, everything would be solved. Now, you needed to rest up for the day ahead.