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Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

Rapunzel wasn't bored, exactly. Or, rather, she was, but it was a good kind of bored. Not the bored she got back home where there was nothing to do except for all those things she'd done a dozen times already. No, this was the kind of bored that she'd only discovered in Fandom: the kind of bored where there were a dozen new things to try out that would make her un-bored very quickly!

So she was flipping through channels on the TV just to see what was on (and the answer was so many things)!

Eventually she stopped hitting the button to change channels. Her eyes grew wide. "Ohmygosh! Puppies!"

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Freddie was not himself again, wasn't going on the trip, and to top it all off, had been given a mutt dog to take care of by an adorable freshman he absolutely couldn't have said no to.

So, Freddie (still in Sam's body) entered the common room with Toto padding after him.

"...I have no idea what to feed you," he realized, and started going through the cupboards.

"Hi, person who may or may not be themself," was how he chose to greet Rapunzel.

"Not themself?" Rapunzel asked, eyes widening as she turned around.

Oh, no! The island wasn't doing that again, was it? Rapunzel hated that.

"Well, that reaction is a little reassuring," Freddie said, still going through cabinets. "But the fact I'm not trying to arm wrestle you or throw oranges at you should clue you into the fact I'm not your normal, everyday Sam Puckett."

He stopped and gave Rapunzel a reassuring smile. "Some of us ended up... bodyswapping. Like that movie Wacky Wednesday. Except instead of it being with my mom, it was with my girlfriend."

Toto barked and pawed at Freddie's foot.

"What?" That didn't make any sense to Rapunzel.

Probably because she hadn't seen Wacky Wednesday.

"I'm Freddie Benson," he introduced, giving a little salute. "I don't normally look like this. This body is Sam Puckett's. I guess you've never met either of us before?"

"I've talked to Sam! I was wondering why you seemed so different."

"Are you okay?" Because that sounded so weird.

"I'm... I'm dealing," Freddie said. "It's a very weird sort of experience." Toto barked again, and Freddie knelt down to pick him up and hold him in his arms. Toto obliged by licking his face.

"Right now I'm more concerned about finding food for this little guy. You know anything about dogs?"

"Um... this show I'm watching is about dogs?"

But somehow she didn't think it would actually provide any useful information for dealing with real dogs.

"Has it mentioned anything about their eating habits?" Freddie asked, hopeful. "I mean, I guess I could just find some cold cuts, right? Dogs like meat?"

Spoken like a man who never had a pet.

"Um... in this show they apparently eat apples?" They also talked, so it wasn't exactly the sort of cartoon you should use for research.

"Are they cartoon dogs?" Freddie said, peering over at the TV. "Okay, I think I officially would be the worst dog sitter ever if I took dog care tips from a cartoon. I'm going with meat. Dogs are man's best friend, man's best food is meat, that makes sense, right?"

It was a special kind of logic.

"Um... yes?" Rapunzel wasn't actually sure it made sense, but it did at least seem kinda-sorta logical?

And she didn't have any better suggestions.

"Right," Freddie said. "So... time to hit the fridge."

He walked over and opened the fridge and started rifling through it.

"So, it's nice to meet you, actually," he said, rummaging. "Just wish it wasn't so confusing with me looking like someone else. What's your name?"

"Oh!" Rapunzel pushed herself to her feet and scrambled over to help with the fridge search. "I'm Rapunzel!" She grinned. "And I always look like this, so you'll have to come find me when you're you again so we can be introduced properly."

"That sounds like a great idea," Freddie said, all smile. Then he found the package of bologna and grinned. "Perfect!"

He grabbed the package and pulled it out of the fridge, cracking it open. He took out a slice and started tearing it into little pieces.

"Here, Toto," he said, and the dog came over to obligingly start eating. "You want to feed him some?" he asked Rapunzel.

Rapunzel's eyes grew wide. "Would that be okay!?" Because the little dog looked so cuuute!

Toto barked excitedly, and Freddie held out the package of meat to Rapunzel. "The little guy seems super scrappy and friendly. I mean, I've only had him today. He's not mine, he's some girl who went on the trip's. Dorothy, I think."

"Oh!" Rapunzel nodded in understanding. "A lot of people went on the trip," she said thoughtfully.

She knelt down and held out a scrap of meat for Toto to take.

Toto hopped over and happily took the food from Rapunzel, even giving a little bark and a lick.

"Yeah. Given my mom's tendency to freak out if I go on strange trips, I decided to pass on it. The part where I'm not myself today kind of helped make the disappointment a lot less. Rio sounded pretty cool," Freddie said.

"So I guess we'll both be here while everyone is off having fun?" Rapunzel didn't sound wistful, exactly. For one thing, she was too busy smiling down at Toto and offering him some more bologna. For another, she really felt the need for a quiet weekend to collect her thoughts and get some solitude back.

She'd never thought that she'd get tired of having people around all the time, but sometimes she felt a bit overwhelmed. It'd be nice to have some quiet.

"We can make our own fun," Freddie said. "And enjoy the fact that most people are gone. We could... make a slip-n-slide down one of the hallways. There would be no one to stop us."

That sounded an amazing idea.

Toto, for his part, just happily ate up all the offered bologna and wagged his tail.

"What's a... slippenslide?" That was what she, er... he had said, right?

"It's like a big plastic sheet," Freddie explained. "You run water down it, so while you're in your swimsuit you can just run at it and slide all the way down. It's super fun."

And potentially super messy in a dorm, but that would be half the fun.

"Swimsuit?"

One of the best things about Fandom was all the new words she got to learn!

"You know, what you wear when you go swimming?" Freddie said, thinking that was a pretty standard thing.

But then again, he'd had to tell Gibby about radishes actually existing, once.

"Swimming is the thing where you get in deep water, right?" She'd always wanted to try that!

"Or not so deep, yeah," Freddie said. "There's special clothes to wear that'll stay on when you're in the water, but won't weigh you down. That's what a swimsuit is."

He was so helpful.

"Oh, that's clever! I always notice that if I walk too deep at the beach, my skirts keep tangling up." So special clothes that didn't do that were something she should look into!

"Exactly," Freddie said. "So it's, like, a lot less than skirts. You're probably best off asking one of the shops in town, they'll know more about girl's swimwear than me. I just normally wear trunks and that's it."

He smiled and shrugged. "Sam might know something more than me."

"Then maybe I'll ask her." Or Hanna, perhaps? Hanna would probably know.

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