*Danny*

I sighed and rolled over him bed, in no rush to get up. I bured myself under the warm covers, shivering slightly from the cool Winter air.

"Mmm Benji," Joel sighed in his sleep, hugging me close.

Alright, how'd I get into Benji and Joel's bed? I prolly ended up sleepwalking or something. And Joel must've been having a nice dream about Benji, and thought I was him.

Either way, at the moment, I couldn't care less. I was caught off guard as Joel leaned his head on my chest, under the blankets with me.

Wait a second.. since when is Joel SHORTER than me? I'm the shortest one in the family.

"Joel?" I asked softly, my voice sounding weird to my ears.

"Mmm?" Joel sighed, curling close to me.

"Can you let me up? I have to... use the bathroom," I said, starting to panic as my voice sounded a lot like Benji's.

I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror, only Benji's body was staring back at me. That's the last thing I remembered before passing out cold.

"Benji... Benji sweetie are you okay?" I heard Joels voice and I felt something cold on my face. I opened my eyes slowly and realized I was on the bathroom floor.

"No." I muttered.

"What's wrong??? Should I call a doctor?"

"I'm n... No. I'm okay." I sighed. What would he say if I said i were actually Danny.

"I want you to go back to bed. Now." Joel pulled me off the floor and started to push me towards the bed and then into it.

"I. I'm fine really. Uh. Could you get m... danny for me?" I asked.

"Why?" Joel asked curiosly.

"Uhm. I borrowed his. pants. Yes. His pants." I stuttered.

".You dont wear the same size pants."

"Well... thats why i have to. give them back. pants. yes. the pants." I stuttered more.

"Uh. Okay benj." Joel shrugged, going to wake . ME up.

Moments later, Joel came back into the room. "It's useless," he laughed, "Danny won't get up. I think him and the twins stayed up too late last night."

"Oh," I said slowly, "Okay."

"Are you sure you're okay Benj?" Joel asked, sitting down beside me, "You feel okay?"

I nodded. "Yeah... I'm fine Joel."

"Alright," Joel nodded, "I'll go make us some breakfast. What would you like?"

"Um... surprize me," I told him, shivering and crawling back under the covers.

"Alright," Joel smiled, "I think I'll put the heat on higher too. It's damn cold."

I nodded, watching as he left. Great. Now everyone will think I'm Benji. Then that would mean that Benji is in my body, right? I mean, there can't be TWO of me, and if there was, where would Benji be?

Joel brought me back pancakes. I wanted to die. But I ate them anyway. nd surprisingly, they were GOOD. I remember Benji saying he liked them. Does that mean I like them now too? Joel crawle back into bed with me and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Feeling better?" He asked me, before kissing me on the cheek. God, I'd never realized how. Mushy benji and Joel could be.

"Mm Hm." I smiled, playing along and nuzzling my cheek against the top of his head.

"Y'know I don't understand why the boys hate my pancakes." Joel told me, "I don't think they suck."

"Yeah... me either." I admitted,still somewhat in awe that I could enjoy what I once considered an edible equivalent to Tar.

"I know. It's not fair. I make them according to the ingriedient list."

"...Really?"

"Yes!" Joel insisted. "I think they just do it to spite me." I wanted to tell him benji was just weird for liking them and that they just sucked so bad we didn't need to spite him, but i remembered i was benji.

"Oh well. Don't make them pancakes anymore." I told him, hoping he'd take my advice.

"I wont. I'm going to make them eat eggs." Oh hell no...

*Benji*

I rolled over in bed, curling farther under the covers and hugging Joel closer to me, burrying my face in his neck.

He sighed and curled closer to me, obviously liking the body heat. Which was good, 'cause I was freezing.

I opened my eyes slowly, and realized that Joel wasn't sleeping next to me. Jake was. When did Jake get into bed with us?

Looking over, I saw Tommy was next to him, but Joel wasn't in bed. And where was Danny? Did we switch beds when we were asleep or something?

I climbed out of bed slowly, being sure not to wake Jake and Tommy up, and headed into the bathroom. It was then that I realized I was... really short. I looked into the mirror and nearly screamed when I saw Danny's reflection staring back at me.

"What the fuck?" I muttered, touching the mirror, hoping that this was some kinda joke. No such luck. So, that would mean Danny is in my body?

I was actually surprized at how calm I was about this. Until I passed out.

"DANNYDANNYDANNY GET UP!" Joel's voice echoed in my head.

"Dad calm down you're gona make him go deaf!" I heard jake say. I blinked my eyes a few times, and was now on the couch.

"OHMY GODDDDD! everyone is passing out!? ARE YOU SICK!? ARE YOU ON DRUGS!? HAVE YOU AND BENJI BEEN DRINKING!? DO YOU HAVE AIDS!?!?!?" Joel screeched.

"...AIDS? Where the hell did AIDS come from!?" I spat, still feeling lightheaded. I was Dan. But I was Benji.

"I don't know. YOU lived in the carribean. Don't people there have aids!?" Joel screamed before he gasped, "I bet you were BITTEN BY A MOSQUITO!"

"..."

"WEST NILE! OH JESUS CALL A DOCTOR!"

"JOEL!" Benji. No me. Benji? Were we both Benji? Had I lost my mind? "Shut UP! We don't have west nile, we dont have AIDS, were not dying, LET HIM GET UP." The other me grabbed my hand and yanked me into his room. "Now let him rest." He said, shutting the door, before bursting into tears.

"DAD whats going on!?" He choked. Okay. He was Danny.

"I DONT KNOW!" I whispered, "And shhh they'll hear and think were nuts..."

"Maybe we are nuts!" Dan-in-my-body gasped. "Maybe were. Hallucinating." I reached out and yanked on a lip piercing, letting it clinkagainst his teeth.

"No I think you're really there." I told him, "And in my body." I slid my arms over his shoulders and down his arms "It feels like my body. And looks like it."

"Well how the hell did this happen?" Danny whispered, wiping his tears away, "And why to us?"

"I don't know," I sighed, sitting down on the bed, "Maybe it'll reverse on it's own?"

"I hope so," Danny said, "I mean, no offense, but I don't wanna be old!"

"Gee thanks," I rolled my eyes, "I guess we should just play along for now. Until we figure something out."

"Alright," Danny sighed, "So I have to remember to answer to 'Benji' and not 'Danny'."

"Basically," I nodded, rubbing my temples, "This sucks."

"I know," Danny agreed, "Well... let's just go downstairs before Joel freaks again."

"Yeah," I nodded, following him out of the room and downstairs, where Jake and Tommy were watching a movie on the TV.

"Are you two okay now?" Jake asked us, scooting over so we could sit down with them.

"Yeah," I replied, sitting beside Jake as Danny sat beside Tom, "We're alright. Just didn't get enough sleep I guess."

"Long night of hot steamy sex?" Tommy grinned, "And we missed out?"

"No, sorry," Danny rolled his eyes.

"Is Joel still having a fit?" I asked them.

"No he's cooking pancakes." Tom said.

"Oh fucknut..." Dan muttered. I cringed because only HE said fucknut. I DO NOT! He fucked up.

"I think Dannys rubbing off on you dad." Jake laughed and Danny shifted uneasily.

"Hah. yeah." Dan smiled.

"Soo what movie are we watching?" I asked changing the subject quickly.

"Titanic." Tom told us. By the end of the movie I was crying. Dan never cries during movies. I do though.

"God you two are acting fucked up." Jake sighed.

"I knowww." I whined, wiping my eyes.

"You're both acting funny. Haha. You're possesed!" Tom accused jokingly.

After surviving Joel's pancakes, which I had to pretend to hate since Danny hates them, and he had to pretend to love since I love them, Jake grinned at me and kissed me softly.

"Wanna go in the pool with me?" he asked, trailing his hand up my thigh slowly.

"Ah, sure," I stuttered, not sure how Danny would react to this, but deciding to go along anyways.

"C'mon," Jake smiled, grabbing my hand and pulling me upstairs. I laughed slightly and dug through Danny's clothes until I found a pair of swim trunks, pulling them on quickly.

"Ready?" Jake smiled, "I think Tommy's already there."

I nodded, following him downstairs and outback to the pool. "Hey Tom!" Jake called, "Wake the hell up!"

"Wha?" Tom asked sleepily, from his spot floating on a raft, "I'm up..."

"What do ya say we cannonball him?" I grinned.

"I say good idea," Jake laughed, running over to the edge of the pool with me, where we both jumped in, sending Tommy flipping over and into the water.

"Hey!" Tom pouted as he surfaced, "That was so not nice."

"You'll survive," Jake smiled, kissing him roughly.