Demetria
Demetria was fuming as she stalked up the hallway to Dawn's room. Honestly, her twin could be an unmitigated idiot at times. She didn't even notice she was about five inches above the ground. She opened the door to Dawn's room, and stepped down from her cushion of air. "Dawn? My brother is in need of a lesson. Mayhap we can work some magic? Do you have any ideas, seeing as how you are so much more experienced in this field then I..."
Dawn
Dawn grinned. "COme in Dem. I have tons of spells to teach him a lesson. But I'm thinking of a great one right now," she giggled. "Wanna turn him into a girl?"
Demetria
Demetria laughed in delight, clapping her hands. "Darrrrrling, that sounds positively perfect! He will just *die*!" She bounced a little. "I knew there was something about you I liked. So, how do we go about performing this delightfully wicked deed?"
Dawn
"Okay, well, I have candles, you need to get a picture of him, and then we can call on Diana. She likes me, so I'm sure she'll like you, just don't try calling on her without me around, Okay?" At Dem's nod, she began setting up candles in a circle.
"Okay, now, sit across from me, and set the picture down between us."
Demetria
"As you say, dear heart." Demetria fished a small passport sized photograph of Octavian out of her jeans pocket and put it down where Dawn had indicated. She sat down. "So, what's next?"
Dawn
"Okay, hold my hands, and when I get to the last line, 'make a daughter from a son,' say it along with me." Dawn began the chant, offering up the standard supplications to Diana, the goddess of love, and they said the last line together.
"Make a daughter from a son." There was a flash as all their candles suddenly flared up and then went out.
"Well, it should have worked, wanmna go check?"
Octavian and Demetria
"JESUS CHRIST!" Octavian's horrifed yell echoed down the corridor, in a significantly higher pitch then usual. Demetria lost it.
"I think," giggle, "it did!" She laughed a bit harder. "Shall we go see Octavia?"
Dawn
"ABsolutely!" Dawn said, giggling. "I gotta see this!" They skipped down the hall.
"Hello, Octavia," they giggled.
Octavian and Demetria
Octavian glared at them. "You are so painfully and exquisetly dead," she hissed. The two witches just laughed harder. "I mean it!" His jeans, normally tight, were hanging just off her hips, and the tight white top was even tighter, streched across her bust.
"You make such an lovely girl, Tavvie, darrrrrling." Demetria looked at her twin. "You might want to get changed though."
"What?"
"I think you're in dire need of a bra." Octavian blushed and folded her arms across her chest.
Dawn
"Hey at least you have a sister to borrow clothes from, Octavia," Dawn said, still giggling. "And don't even think of trying to get somebody else to change you back. Nyx won't, and Dem can't do it on her own yet, even if she wanted to, so all you've got is me, and what can I say? I am forever the degenerate child of chaos."
Octavian and Demetria
"I hate you. I hate you so much," Octavain spat.
"Is that anyway to treat the person who can turn you back?" Demetria said sweetly. Octavian swung baleful eyes on her. She giggled and fluttered her eyelashes. "Tav, you evil glare of death has no effect on me. I grew up with you. You use it too often." She clicked her fingers. "Come, I will dress you."
"I hate you both with a passion exceeding the fires of hell. Why, Dem?" Octavian said angrily as she stalked after her twin. "What did I do to deserve this?"
"How about...got me detention? Oh, and let's not forget that you made Scott face something he thought he had left behind him. And today, you put a bat in my room. I *loathe* the things. And you went out and caught one just to frighten me." They reached the girls dorm, and Demetria closed the door. "Strip." Octavian sighed and did as she asked, putting on the clothes Demetria handed to her. Soon, Octavian looked just like any other girl, in jeans and a top. That fitted this time. Demetria slid some pink clips in her hair, and Octavian jerked them out.
"No pink."
"Black?"
"Black is fine." Demetria put some black rosebud clips in Octavian's hair to hold it back out of her facce.
"Ta da!" Demetria opened the door to display the sullen Octavian for Dawn's perusal.
Dawn
"Very nice," Dawn nodded in approval. "You make a hot chick, Tav," Dawn said.
"Okay, Dem, let's go show off our hard work."
Demetria and Octavian
Octavian glowered, then shook her head back. "No, if I enjoy this, it makes it a very good revenge." She smiled secretively, and then set off down the hallway, swaying her hips but not looking slutty...just very attractive.
"I think we created a monster, Dawn," Demetria said as she looked after her changed twin. "What utter fun!"
Dawn
"Oh, Tav, by the way, if you want to be a guy again any time soon, you'd better do whatever I ask," Dawn said, grinning evilly.
Before long, they'd made it down to the study where everyolne was sitting about reading or studying or just talking. Spike wandered over.
"Hey Nibblet, who's the new bint?' Spike purred. "Pretty lady," then he caught a whiff.
"Wait a tic, I know that scent," and almost immediately he burst out laughing.
"Oh, Tav, what did you do to piss them off that much?"
Octavian and Demetria
"He put a bat in my room," Demetria said cheerfully.
"You will all die slowly and painfully."
"Ignore her, she's been saying that often."
"Dem, I'm going to do a damn sight worse then put a bat in your room to get you back for this, and you know it. I am not going anywhere Dawn though. Magic is too bizairre." Octavian made a dismissing gesture with her fingers, then glanced up at Spike coyly through long lashes. "So you think I'm pretty, do you?"
"Tav, you know whatever shape you're in, you're irresstible," Demetria purred. "Even as a rat."
"And thank you for bringing *that* up." Octavian rolled her eyes.
Dawn
Dawn smiled. "Okay, so far I've turned him into a a rat and a woman, and he still can't take a hint. You'd think he'd have got it by now. Well, at least I have many other things I can do. Ooooh, maybe a standard penance melediction. That's the hex that made Willow turn into the man she'd killed after she kissed Kennedy," Dawn said grinning.
"What do you think, Spike?"
Octavian and Demetria
"Sounds like fun, lil' bit." Spike's grin matched hers in evilness.
"Oh, for the love of-" Octavian closed her mouth firmly and shook her head. "No. I want to be a guy again. Not saying a word. Not a word."
"I don't know, sounded like a lot of words to me, pet," Spike drawled. Demetria giggled and bounced slightly, floating in the air.
"You really are a most attractive girl, Tavvie."
"Bite me."
"Shouldn't say stuff like that around a vampire, luv," Spike said as he loomed over Octavain. Octavian's eyes narrowed, and then she put a hand in the middle of the vampire's chest and pushed. He stumbled back a few steps.
"Watch it. I can be as bitchy as I like in this body. So. Sit and spin, vampire." Octavain flipped Spike the bird, somehow all the more incongreuos on her small fine hands and sweetly cultured voice. She turned on her heel and stalked off.
Rogue
Rogue paused in her walking, seeing a new girl in the hallway. There was something familar about her... she looked a bit like Demetria, but it was defintely not.
"Hello..." she trailed off uncertainly.
Octavian
"Fine. Laugh. I'm sure once wolf and Vort see me they will as well." Octavian crossed her arms and glared at Rogue. "Damn witches and their meddling. Dem just can't take a joke. Spike, Dawn and Dem have already laughed, so go ahead. Yes, I am now a girl. I'm hoping so much to be a guy again in a few days. I don't know how you manage... this whole breasts thing pulls me off balance. And your hips work differently."
Rogue
"Octavian?" Rogue gasped. "Oh gosh, Ah had no idea who you were!"
She gave her a hug, careful not to let her skins touch her.
"If it's any consolation to you, in here," she tapped her head as she pulled away, "Ah have more male voices than female. Don't worry, Ah won't laugh at you. And if there's anything Ah can do to help you erm, survive the next few days until you get changed back, Ah'll be happy to."
Octavian and Vortigern
"You've been nicer then my sister about it, anyway. I have to admit, it is a good prank but somehow I think using magic is cheating. And Dawn turned me into a rat. Why am I the only Maverick who gets singled out to be turned into something odd?"
"Hello, Tav," Vortigern said cheerfully. Octavian's shoulders went lower.
"Fine, laugh. I'm getting used to the laughter, honestly."
"Why do you think I would laugh?" Vortigern said, confused. "Dem told me, but I wouldn't laugh." Octavian turned around and searched Vortigern's eyes for anything resembling amusement. She didn't find it, and sighed thankfully. "You should know me, Tav." Vortigern's tone was only mildly reproving. "I'd stay out of Mordred's sight though. He will laugh. I want to draw you though...nefore Dawn changes you back. You do make a very pretty girl."
"My curse is to be attractive."
Rogue
"Better that curse than mine," Rogue smiled. "Say, you know what would really get their goat? If you pretended you decided you liked being a girl!"
Rogue giggled.
"You could go through their clothes - and borrow them without asking! And hog all the hot water - well, okay you couldn't really do that here, but anyway, ha ha. And what else?"
Octavian and Vortigern
"You know, this could actually be fun..." Octavian said slowly. Vortigern grinned. "Want to help, Rogue? You sound like you have a few ideas on what girls can do to other girls to drive them absolutely barking."
"I'd say, you should just flirt as hard as you can with all of the guys here at the mansion. Dem'll get mad at you for that, eventually."
"Oh, she very much would." Octavain's grin was rather feral. "Will you aid us, Rogue?"
Rogue
"Ah'll be delighted," Rogue grinned. "Ah'm not called 'Rogue' for nothin', shugah."
She rubbed her gloved hands together gleefully.
"So, when and where would ya'll like to start?"
Octavian and Vortigern
Vortigern reached out and brushed a strand of Octavian's hair out of her face. "Maybe...more girlish clothes? You always seem to dress well." He looked at Rogue.
"All I know about girls clothes is how to get them off, so...I don't really think about how they go on. Help?" Octavian looked at Rogue beseechingly.
"Or we could go see Nyx."
"Now, there's a positively evil idea. What do you think, Rogue? Should we go see Nyx cat for some clothes? I think I'm actually about her size..."
Rogue
"Like Ah, said, happy to help. And Ah think asking Nyx is a positively evil idea, shugah. Let's do it."
Rogue grinned.
"And as for my dressing, well, Ah can hardly go around half naked with the power Ah have. So if Ah I have to cover up, Ah may as well look good. Ain't nothin' else Ah can do."
Octavian and Vortigern
"You always look good, Rogue," Vortigern said quietly. "I did a painting of you...that streak just makes you a fantastic subject. You can have it, or send it to your parents or something."
"Take it! He's offering it for free. Soon, Nyx will be showing his works in galleries everywhere and you won't get one for love or money." They started walking towards Nyx and Logan's room.
Rogue
"Aww, Ah'm flattered shugah. You painted a picture of little ol' me? Ah'd love ta see it," Rogue smiled.
They arrived at Nyx and Logan's door and knocked.
Nyx, Logan and Octavian
Logan opened it, blinking slwoly. Then his eyes narrowed, he leant in closer to the girl he didn't recgonise and inhaled. Octavian. Definetly Octavian. He frowned. What the?
"Yes, I'm a girl. Dawn and Dem turned me into a girl," Octavian said wearily. The corners of Logan's mouth quirked upwards. "And I'm not looking fro Nyx to turn me back. I want to borrow some of Nyx's clothes."
"Sexy, what-oh!" Nyx poked her head around the door. "Now don't you look good. Yum. I can't turn you back, you know."
"I'm not asking you to. I want you to dress me." Nyx grinned, then shoved Logan out into the hall, and jerked Octavian inside.
"Come back in about half an hour. She'll be the sexiest thing in the school, ok?" The door closed.
"Well." Logan scratched his head. "That was interesting."
Rogue
"Wow, you have the most amazing clothes, Nyx," Rogue observed. "Pity we're not the same size, Ah'd love to borrow some of these sometime if Ah were."
She pulled out a dress and held it up against herself.
"O' course Ah'd have to wear stockings with this. And Ah hate stockings. But it might look good on you, Tav."
Nyx and Octavian
"Not a dress, please," Octavian requested. Nyx shook her head, and eyed her thoughtfully.
"No...not a dress. But I have an idea..." Nyx dove back inside her cuboard. "This, and this, and these boots...I can resize them to fit." What she had thrown out was a black leather mini-skirt, a black piece of material masquerading as a top, being basically one piece of material that tied up the back with black ribbons, and some high heeled boots.
"Oh nonono."
"Oh, yes, sweetie." Nyx grinned. "Clothes. Off."
"Bloody hell."
"Like you don't have anything we haven't seen before."
"You have a good point."
"And then we can do makeup. You'd make such the sweetest little Goth, don'tcha think, Rogue?"
Rogue
"Oh, absolutely!" Rogue agreed. "Ah've been accused of gothicness myself."
She eyed the clothes envyiously.
"Ah wish AH could get away with wearing clothes like that. You're going to look so sexy, shugah."
Nyx and Octavian
"God, I feel so mixed up." Octavian shook her head. "Ok. I will be your doll."
"So, strip." Octavian did so, shaking her head and put on the clothes Nyx had put out. And then she waved her hands and removed all the hair from Octavian's legs. Guys don't shave or wax their legs, and that translated over.
"OW!"
"Beauty is pain, sweetie, beauty is pain."
Rogue
Rogue grinned.
"Ah don't bother myself. What's the point? No one ever sees them. Now, underwear..."
Nyx and Octavian
"At least you didn't havta sit there for ages. One spell, and poof! No more hair. Damn sight easier then waxing or shaving." Nyx rustled around in her drawers and Octavian regarded her with wide eyes. "Here. I haven't worn these." Black thong. Octavian looked at it in Nyx's hand.
"Why do you do these things to yourselves?"
"We like to look pretty. Now, you can't wear a bra with that top." Octavian blushed a full body blush, and slid into the skirt and top. Nyx laced it up tightly and then gave Octavian some black fishnet tights. "Put these on, and then the boots." Octavian just did as Nyx told her silently and stood there waiting for further instructions. "Makeup." Nyx applied a line of black eyeliner under Octavian's eyes. making them look bluer then ever. Black lipstick. Pale foundation to give her that almost dead appearance. Mascara. Tousled 'I either just got laid or just got out of bed...wanna help me crawl back in it?' hair. And then Nyx did her nails. Black, of course, tipped with a blood red. "What do you think, Rogue?"
Octavian smoothed down the skirt. It barely covered her ass. "I think I'm gonna give someone a heart attack."
Rogue
"You make such a sexy girl," Rogue grinned. "And if you're going to insist of giving someone a heart attack, make sure it's Dawn or Dem."
Rogue looked Octavian up and down again.
"Yah, Ah think this is going to be so much fun. Oooh..." a silly look crossed her face. "It won't be so bad, Tav, now you're allowed in the girls toilets... and showers..."
Octavian, Vortogern, Nyx and Logan
Octavian laughed. "I knew there had to be a silver lining to this somewhere."
"Well, I think it's time to unveil our work of art," Nyx said, and she opened the door. "Ta da!" Octavian came to the door, and Vortigern wolf whistled.
"Tav, you look fantastic!"
"Think I'll make Dem go green?"
"Oh, bloody hell yes!"
"And Nyx made a very worthwhile point. I'll need to use the female facilities while I'm...changed." Vortigern bit his lip to keep from laughing.
"Nyx, you are a wonder." Logan opened his arms, and Nyx jumped into them. "I never would've thought Octavian could look so good as a girl."
"Shows you how things go."
Rogue
"And speaking on unveiling," Rogue said with a twinkle in her eye, "Ah think it's time to introduce our new girl friend to the rest of the school."
She grinned at Octavian.
"Don't you worry Shugah, you'll be a hit."
Nyx, The Mavericks and Logan
"Why not?" Octavian giggled, and then look startled. "Did I...I did! Dear god, I giggled."
"Yeah, but you looked cute doing it." Vortigern's grin was lazy, and they both laughed.
"Well, as I long as I looked cute doing it. Hey wolf." Octavian nodded at Mordred.
"Hey, Tav. And don't you look good. Yum. Very...bad girl, bite me please. Leather anyone?"
"Like you can talk. You wear dead cow like a second skin."
"Go, have fun, children." Nyx shooed them with her hands. "Be a tease, sweetie. You know you can."
"You're right, in this I can. Guys don't do tease half as well as girls."
"So. Lunch?" Vortigern looked around, and they all nodded. "Let's get something to eat and shock everybody senseless at the same time."
Rogue and Gambit
"Great idea," Rogue agreed.
She followed them to the cafeteria, where she was greeted with yet another surprise.
"Remy?" she gasped. "What are you doing here?"
"Dat's a fine greeting, Cheri," Gambit replied.
"Sorry, but... I'm just..."
"it's okay, Cheri, I understand. And woul' these be yo friends?"
"Yes. Well, some of them. Octavian, Vortigern and Mordred."
"No Bobby?" he teased.
"Bobby's over there."
"Yo certainly befriend a lot o' boy Cheri."
"Only thing Ah can do with them. Oh! Guys, this is muh friend, Remy... or Gambit..."
"Nice ta meet yo's," Gambit said, and turned his attention to Octavian. "It's always a real pleasure to meet a perdy lady."
The Mavericks
Octavian grinned. "My name's Octavian, but you can call me Tav."
"Nice to see youre getting the hang of this girl thing so easily, Tav," Mordred drawled.
"Shut up, wolf."
"Vortigern Llewlyn, my twin, Mordred, who Tav is so currently ripping to shreds with her beautiful blue eyes."
"My other half, Demetria, is around here somewhere, probably laughing herself stupid. Well, I don't think she will once she sees how I'm adjusting. You should never try to outprank me, and frankly? Using magic to turn me into a girl is cheating," Octavian said darkly.
"You make such an adorable girl though, Tav." Vortigern reached out to ruffle Octavian's hair, and she grabbed it, and flipped him. "Hey!" Vortigern blinked up from his new position on the floor.
"Don't do that. Nyx spent a lot of time on it, this whole look takes more effort then you would realise. How women actually manage to get anything done..."
Rogue and Gambit
"I t'ink i'm missing something," Gambit said.
"Dawn and Tav's twin Dem turned Tav into a girl," Rogue replied.
"I see..." Gambit replied uncertainly.
Rogue grinned.
"Ah think you'll find Tav, that women are most proficiant at getting things done. Ah'd say you'll get the hang of it, but Ah believe you're hoping you'll get changed back before that happens."
The Mavericks
"God, I hope so. I miss being male. Don't look up my skirt, pervert." Octavian kicked Vortigern gently in the side, and Mordred leant down to give his twin a hand up.
"I want to draw you before you get changed back. Paint you. Something."
"Fine. I'll pose later, alright?"
"And if you don't want people to stare up your skirt, maybe you should try wearing one?" Mordred grinned, and Octavian slapped his arm lightly.
"Other pervert."
"You've known us this long and only just figured this out?"
"I think I knew from the minute you tried to chat up Dem."
"Dem's very evil. I love this. You make such a sweet girl."
"Ha bloody ha. I'll let her turn you into one next, see how you like it."
"Unlike you, I'll never make the mistake of pissing off your sister or Dawn that much. Blonde."
Dawn
Dawn wandered over.
"Well, Tav, you seem to be enjoying your life as a female. Maybe I won't turn you back after all," she grinned. "I well intend to leave you as a chick until you've experienced it all," she smirked and winked at Tav.
The Mavericks
"You know, I really intend to experience sex as a female. I want to see how it's different." Octavian knew it wasn't what she was referring to, but wanted to play around a little. Vortigern and Demetria shared an amused glance.
Dawn
"Well, I'll show you one thing that's different," she picked up a spoon and jabbed Tav in the boob with it. "Much more sensitive than they used to bem, aren't they?"
The Mavericks
Octavian put a hand on her now sore breast and glared at Dawn. "Yes, I can see that." You little bitch was silently tagged onto the end of it.
"Oh dear. Tavvie's gonna lose her temper." Demetria's grin was evil.
"Demetria, sweetest sister?"
"Yes, darrrrling girl?"
"Do shut up."
Vortigern glared at Dawn and hugged Octavian. "Well, for someone who is a girl, you're being a bit cruel. You obviously know that hurts. Why don't you turn yourself into a guy, and then Tav can knee you in the balls?"
Dawn
"Oh, he should just be glad I didn't make him posable. He deserves whatever he gets, right Dem?" Dawn said. "It took me 6 hours to unsew all of my panties and socks."
The Mavericks
"Could've bought new ones," Octavian snapped. "Can't you take a joke?"
"Tav, calm down. C'mon, let's go get some lunch." Octavian and Vortigern turned their backs on Dawn and Demetria and headed inside the caf. Mordred had been saving a seat for them.
"Hey, Vort. Octavian?" He snorted back laughter. "Havta say though, that look suits you. You make an ace bint."
"Gee, thanks, wolf." Octavian's tone was so sweet you could spread it on toast and eat it. Of course, you would then die from the strychnine laced into every syllable.
Spike
Spike grinned as he sidled up to Tav. "I think you might like being a girl, Tav. You look like you could use a good roll in the sack."
The Mavericks
Vortigern's glare could have turned the inside of a star to dust. Octavian looked at the vampire coolly. "Actually, so far it's been fun. Except for my twin and Dawn's gloating." She put a hand on the vampire's chest and smiled. "So, are you up for it?"
He knows I like Spike. I am going to kill her. Vortigern's tone was icy.
She's playing. Watch. Oh, but Tav is good at this. Mordred leaned back in his chair
"But then again, I find myself thinking I'll be handing out iceskates in hell before I sleep with you, so no. Offer appreciated, but no." Octavian sat down on Vortigern's lap.
Spike
"Ohho! Nobody turnes down William the Bloody," Spike said as he grabbed Tav and kissed her.
Octavian
Octavian kneed Spike in the crotch. The vampire dropped her hurriedly. She slapped him hard across the face. "Arrogant, much? I believe I just did." Vortigern's hands were curled into fists.
Spike
Spike grumbled. "Holy Christ, I was just havin' a go at ya!" Spike said. "It's not like I'd force you or anything." Spike pouted.
Vortigern and Octavian
"Oh, look at the Big Bad. Pouting." Octavian curled up in Vortigern's lap again. "Wanna play?"
"Nah, Tav. We never did work well." Vortigern tried to smile.
"Oh, it was fun though! Remember? Mord and Dem would go out, and we'd kiss just to screw with everybody's mind."
"Yeah, and then you'd announce Dem was your sister, and you'd kiss her."
"Like you didn't think it was fun." Octavian pouted, lacing her hands into Vortigern's hair.
"Oh, it was fun alright." Vortigern chuckled, and Octavian giggled. "I think people thought we were in some insane incestous foursome."
Spike
Spike grinned. "Mmmm, twincest, good memories." Everyone gave Spike odd looks. "What? Vampire, family relations don't mean so much, we'll shag anything and anyone."
Octavian
Octavian snickered. "And there we have it. Vampires are the sluts of the supernatural world."
Spike
"Damn right we are," Spike said, smiling.