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I keep thinking about it and giggling. It would be ridiculous to the extreme and I keep thinking about Gabe waking up in Mikey's body, realising what's happened -- because this is Gabe and Mikey, they'd call each other up and roll with it -- and sneaking out to get some different clothes. Then it would be something like.

Gerard sets down his mug, his eyes wide as he stares toward Gabe. "Mikey...." Gerard trails off and rubs at his eyes, says, "Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm feeling awesome!" Gabe bounds up the bus steps and stands in the middle of the lounge, checking out his-Mikey's-his reflection in the bus window. He was right, Mikey does look good in neon yellow.

"Okay." Gerard draws out the word, never looking away from Gabe. "It's just..."

Frank pushes himself up from the couch, brow creased as he stands in front of Gabe. He pokes Gabe in the chest; hard. "You'd better not be fucking using again."

Gabe smiles and tugs at his checked green shorts, enjoying how they match his socks. "Nope."

A last grin and he ruffles Frank's hair before heading for Mikey's bunk, where Gabe intends to get to know his new body well. Very well indeed.