(Here is something that I adopted from Firehedgehog ! It's under the same name in their idea factory lol-)

Sci was done. He was so very done.

What was he done with? Well, he was simply done with everyone's bullshit.

Why couldn't they all get along?! It wasn't that hard! They could at least be courteous of each other and not be jerks to one another!

Well, luckily Sci had a solution. It wasn't the best, seeing as it would forcefully make everyone get along, but it would have to do. It was still a work in progress unfortunately, but he was getting closer to finishing it.

Speaking of finishing it, he has to go do just that....

Wait, why was he feeling like he was about to passout? This couldn't be good..

He ended up passing out.....

When he woke up, the first thing he noticed was the fact that he wasn't home. He was in somebody else's room, on somebody else's bed.

He had a mini panic attack for a moment, before he glanced down at his hands.

He froze. They weren't his hands. They were bigger than his own, covered in scars and cracks. The fingers tips were sharper too.

It finally clicked in Sci's head when he noticed a strong mustard scent in the air.

He wasn't in his body.....

Heck, he could even see without his glasses!

And, judging by his hands and the fact that he is in a red themed room.....

He was in Red's body. This wasn't good. Not at all....

Lucky, it was just Red who he supposedly switched with and not anyone who Sci didn't get along with...

.... He needs to call a meeting with all the sanses.

He reached for Red's phone, which was charging on the nightstand, when a notification rang out from it. Sci tilted his head a bit, confused as he finally grabbed it. He looked at it, noticing that there was a passcode and also a message. It was from Classic, who in all caps was telling everyone in the group chat to meet up. All the sanses, including the bad sanses and error, were in fact in this group chat.

Sci didn't really know what all the message was, seeing as he didn't know Red's passcode...

Dang It, he couldn't really use the phone...

Looks like he'll have to see if he's the only one.

He stood up , noticing that he was wearing Red's full outfit. Red sleeps in all of his clothes?? Huh. Sci put on Red's shoes, feeling bothered about not being able to put on a lab coat...

He then waited for a portal to open up, which it did after about fifty minutes.

He stepped through, him appearing in the council meeting room. There was some groggy sanses, most likely from having just woke up, but a lot of them seemed confused and panicky.

Classic was , at the moment, also looking pretty panicked. Was he switched with someone too?

Classic then spoke up, once everyone arrived," Ok, who did it?!"

Everyone looked kinda confused by that.

Classic sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose whole," Ok.. Look, I woke up this morning in Classic's body. It's me , Error. "

Everyone glanced at eachother, realization filling their expressions. Error stepped forward, him chuckling," so it wasn't just me either. Imma just state who I am, I'm Classic."

Everyone started saying who they were, or at least tried to..

That was until Tk, or at least Tk's body, geabbed Ink's brush and slammed it on the ground. It made a very loud noise, although it didn't break. Tk let go of the brush after he did that, him now rubbing his wrists as he spoke up," Ok, first of all I'm Ink. Second of all, calm down! Speaking over eachother won't help!"

That quieted everyone down at least..

Reaper walked, which was weird since he usually floated, to Tk/Ink's side," I AGREE! ALSO IM BLUE IF YOU'RE WONDERING."

Oh no... Chaos incarnate inside a death God's body is bound to be trouble...

404 nodded,".... We need to be calm about this... Also, I'm Dream. "

Flowey Possession growled," So who did this? They'll be getting Nightmare's for weeks once I get my hands on them... I'm Nightmare if any of you peasants would like to know."

Who Ink was at the moment sweatdropped, him slowly backing away," Heheh...... It may have been... My doing...?"

F.P., aka Nightmare shot Tk, aka Ink, a death glare," OH really...."

Nightmare ended up chasing Ink around the room.

(I'm so sorry if this seemed rushed or short. I was trying to get it written before I lost motivation-)