The black hair, the soft purple sweater, the flat ass... this was... HER body.
Marinette's body.
The body of that prim, prissy little princess that kept trying to take more of Colin's time than she got.
"Oh truly clever, madam meathead." Marinette snarkily said, trying to use her normal french accent. But it sounded off with Lucy's gruff voice.
"Oh yeah, like you b****ing is gonna help one bit!" Lucy snapped back.
"Enough!" Colin yelled rubbing the lamp.
"Genie, I wish they would stay swapped for the entire week!"
The genie cast pink smoke over the duo and vanished.
"A WEEK?!" both girls squealed in dismay.
"Yes a week! Ever think that MAYBE if you two quit fighting it would be easier?" Colin asked.
The duo looked at each other.
"I've decided that the best course of action would be to make you spend some time in each other's shoes, then maybe you'll get along for once!" Colin yelled out.
The girls sighed, "Okay." and walked out.
"Are you sure that was a good idea, master?" Christina asked.
"Positive. What could go wrong?" Colin asked as he went to get ready to watch TV with his girls.
'Something tells me this is going to end badly...' Samantha thought as the group went to the living room.