Two days. If the woman did not manage to swap them back, Amethyst was stuck being Carrick for two whole days. Even the thought made her feel exhausted. And weirded out. At least things were hurting a bit less now; the healing factor was at work. Now she just mostly felt sore.

She did not think any of this would be good for the relationship.

Carrick returned from the bar fast.

>>”Why would I want that? Look at the size of her feet? I couldn’t fit in them normally. Much rather gaze at her beauty than be her. No offense though, I don’t typically feel like a princess.”

Amethyst was too tired to argue so she just let him put an apron on her. It looked ridiculous.

>>”It’ll keep ya decent fer the cab ride. Might also keep ya warm. Yer coming with us, can patch up... Whatever Tom did to ya. Maybe ya can swap us back after? Don’t think she can handle me body.”

"Too many limbs" Amethyst muttered, getting to her feet. And so much dirt. That was mostly her opinion for the rest of the adventure, as they made their way back to the Mansion. Hopefully, DocProf would help the woman swap them back. Otherwise, she'd just lie in bed until it all went away.

When the griffon-princess returned they took the walk a mile in each other’s shoes statement oddly literally. Rhia sighed, you unintentionally give someone a learning experience and all they do is complain. She knew she deserved it but at least he could try to make the most of it.

”Well… I’m sorry you have the chance to feel like a princess. Maybe after a day you’ll learn to appreciate it? Being someone else and experiencing life how they do, especially someone you’re close to is an eye opening experience. I would know.”

When Rhia was told she was coming with the pair of them, she nodded. ”Maybe. If not, try to take it as a learning experience.” Rhia looked at Amethyst driving the struggle bus with all those extra limbs. Were it not for that she wouldn’t feel anywhere near as bad about the swap. Rhia had never had to deal with a different number of limbs like that before so she couldn’t blame Amethyst for having such an issue with it. Carrick… He was a lady, his protesting was just a little insulting.

>>>"Too many limbs"

”See? Don’t worry darlin’ well get ya back in this body in no time!” the former shifter asked shoving a pair of fingers into his new mouth making sure not to cut his new tongue on the freshly manicured nails. Blowing hard a shrill whistle boomed around them. The cab seemed to almost appear by magic. Well magic and shooting over three lanes almost causing an accident.

Looking back to Rhia, ”Well considering I’m not in me kingdom I doubt it’ll have the same since of awe.” Carrick said rolling his eyes knowing that the only one that doted on his girlfriend in the states was well... him.

Approaching the cab knowing full well it was going to be difficult for all parties involved Carrick walked over and slipped an arm through his old one which was now bare after a shift. ”Come on love, gonna ‘ave to think small keep the wings close.” looking up to Rhia, yer gonna have to sit on the end unless ya want a face full of feathers.”[/color]

Opening the door for her Carrick gestured then climbed in after hoping with a window seat for the princess she wouldn’t experience the same type of anxiety he normally had to deal with while being in a enclosed small space. Carrick didn’t give himself time to think about it once they were all in.

”Xavier’s in Winchester....” he gave it a second before adding, ”Please.” while his newly effeminate hands grabbed hold of both Rhia’s and his former bodies knees. Eyes shut and breathing exercise resumed. This would all be over soon.

They all crammed into the back of a cab. Amethyst tried to pull the wings asclose as possible, but they were still at an awkward angle, and she kept having the urge to adjust them, with a lot of rustling. Not to mention the tail. She was beginning to understand why Carrick hated enclosed spaces. The driver seemed a little freaked out, too.

>>”Well… I’m sorry you have the chance to feel like a princess. Maybe after a day you’ll learn to appreciate it? Being someone else and experiencing life how they do, especially someone you’re close to is an eye opening experience. I would know. Maybe. If not, try to take it as a learning experience.”

"I hate this." she muttered, trying not to move around too much. She glanced over at the woman sitting with them, the woman who had changed them and now could not change them back. "Why do you do this to people?"

Amethyst asked a hard question. Why did Rhia swap people’s bodies? Presumably Amethyst meant specifically swapping people who didn’t ask to be swapped. Sitting in the cab, Rhia looked out the window for a moment.

Nothing takes what little wind you have out of your sails like asking a question that makes you come to terms with your being an asshole. ”It’s fun…” Rhia said with a weak smile. ”It’s something I can do that feels like ‘teaching someone a lesson’. Tommy made it seem like Carrick might deserve the lesson. You were the unfortunate collateral damage. It was supposed to be for me while Tommy took the chance to—well, he said talk but that was a lie.” Rhia shrugged and kept here gaze out the window, ”I just wanted to stir the pot. Not aid in attempted murder.”

The shifter didn’t need to try and understand why Rhia swapped people. He got it. It was the same reason he shifted when he knew he’d do some property damage. It was fun. Something different from the usual and entertaining as heck. Why she swapped him now twice... he couldn’t understand that. ”Cause she’s a monster.” the former shifter said eyes still closed and squeezing knees every time the car hit a pot hole.

He wasn’t in a coffin in his girlfriends body, he was flying in his own in a wide-open space, high off the ground.

This was fine.

”Ya met me twice now. Both times ya swapped me, almost made Gryphon form kill someone.” eyelids were shut tight as to not see anything beyond the metal coffin they were riding in but it was an obvious eyeroll. ”Tommy can’t tell the truth. He’s a miserable **** that wants everyone else to have what he has... nothing.” except for daddy issues that is. Something he and Carrick shared. Mainly because their father was still alive.

”Blondie. I got two beasts living in me body. Be glad Amythest could figure out how to tame it. There won’t be a next switch... right?” the former shifter said turning his closed eyes to Rhia who was sitting next to him. ”Murder is me family’s business and I try ta stay out of it.” letting out a sigh.

”Stir the pot...” Carrick scoffed, and mutter under his breath loud enough for everyone to hear, ”Try a spoon next time and stir yer own pot.”

”We close?” Carrick knew better than to ask. Everything was fine.