Holy frellin' shades of Disney's "Freaky Friday"!

Crichton 4 (i.e. the John Crichton of Season 4 of "Farscape")

Now, this happened down in the Brown Sector. It had become a favorite haunt for both the Chianas and Rygels because it so . . . fit their snurching needs. When I brought it up (they'd been stealing from some rather . . . powerful underworld figures in the Theive's guild down there, I'd heard rumors) they'd said it was to just stay in form.

Yeah, right! They just wanted to feel the thrill of the challenge. See how far they can push the limit.

Well, they hit the wall down there, sorta.

....

See, it stems from a little something that had bugged....

Oh frell it, it just dropped their jaws, seeing their youngest analog sister, Chiana the now dragon, having not only gotten married but so.....into Sigin that nobody else matter. No fun with anyone else, to be blunt.

That wasn't like them. . . her.... Well, you know! She's an almost perfect mirror of them. A younger mirror, but still a mirror. The oldest Chiana was only now getting comfortable with her relationship with her D'Argo. Might meant that eventually she WOULD be able to settle down with D'Argo . . . or not, but it would be on her terms....

So here is the youngest version. Season 1, as it were, goes and dives into marriage. Happy and healthy. Still Chiana and all that, but..... It confused the HELL out of her older sisters, let's just say. Oh, soon enough they figured out that it had to do sort of with the nature of dragons....but then again something in Chiana and Sigin clicked?

Well, they'd begin to wonder if somehow the questions they still had over the relations with D'Argo might somehow, eventually become permanent? They wanted. . . eventually to get the answer without waiting!

What? Chiana wait if their is a quick way?

....

Ah, they had to hear about what had happened with my youngest brother (ala Season 1) and his wives (!).

Two wives?! Oh, I can understand with . . . . I mean I got my Aeryn Sun and can see how it happened with him when his Zhaan did that . . . Delvian thing to make their hearts clear (bypassing four frickin' years of. . . what I and my love went through). But . . . side effects time!

Another question had to be asked. The relationship between him and G- Gilina!....

I mean . . . I'm glad that she didn't die like mine, but . . . I admit that I find . . .that my bro married her as well as his Aeryn....

....

Weird shit, man.

Well, weird or not, the Chianas who'd I'd shared a ride with back on the Defiant wanted their hearts sortred out and sorted out NOW, not later.

Yeah, a quick shortcut which their squeezes, the D'Argos agreed to do it. Chianas, whichever ones you talk about, can be very persuasive....

Well, Zhaan was hesistant, but went into it after consulting her goddess. It was done in private. Hush hush. The Doctor and his companions had so many thing on their plate they'd wanted to not distract them. Plan had been for the couples to wait, now that their souls had been bared to each other, to at least wait until the Doctor and companions got back. Then they'd invite them to the wedding ceremony. All that was keeping the event from happening was for that bastard Avon (sorry, don't like him at ALL) to get cured. Then Garabaldi would call the Doctor and we could move on...

....

And then we could move on...

But....it took a bloody ass MONTH for Avon to get cured (and not entirely. Still has cravings).

Pretty sure that Garabaldi will call, now, but . . . well....

The D'Argos and Chianas couldn't wait. Held out for three frickin' weeks, but . . .went ahead and are married. No union tatoos, no. But they'd been happy enough with what Zhaan performed so no nevermind, eh?

You got it. All the free swining Chiana here who came with me. Yep, married.

Uh, but . . . they have the same kind of demeanor as before . . . but sort of like the dragoness. You know, you can look and lust after her . . . but she'll kill you if you touch her....

...

Don't make me mention the people who tried. Never new Chi could do that with....

Nevermind. Those stupid Spacers (space trucker redneck . . .) . . .

Oh, you might have guess that the day of the wedding was when that magic came down and touched Babylon 5, right? That mystical energy from that mysterious rift so far off?

Well, gave the wedding party an extra wedding gift right off! Joined nervous systems, basically it looked like at first. Very . . . agreeable to the couples and leave it at that. Cough . . . . cough.

Hint; each feels what the other does. Given the . . . uh tastes that . . .

....

Drop it, John.

Being that my bro back thataway had something similar happen to him (soul links and all that dren) . . . well, I just witnessed something.

My brother and his wives had arrived on the same day as the wedding. Same day as the magical wash... That had consequences, that wash....

Don't ask me, I don't understand this mystical/magical crap! Inquirer's sister, still a straight on AI (i.e. not a magical Golem) has a working knowledge from her discussions with her sis.... She's clued me in on what's possibly going on here....

Something to do with a sudden jump from zero to full bore magic environment. Cases like this had been known to happen to some mundane Earths who'd been dumped into a magical universe like Terra Prime's.... One is orbiting a blue giant star and another a yellow star much like my worlds. Both had been swept up to Terra Primes universe back so long ago after the Doctor had . . . some business with Radio Telescopes and a matter or entropy or some such....

That or God has a sense of humor...

And NO I'm not talking about Susan Ivanova!

Saw his personality . . .switch. First it was Crichton, then I was talking with Gilina . . .and then a VERY surprised Aeryn Sun. Same male body, but personalities...

Oy, brought back memories when it happened to me. But this was due to magical side effects. Something, I think, from the union had allowed more than linked nerve impulses.

No, a matter of musical chairs . . . or bodies.

Happened at a bad time for the Chianas, who'd been snurching from a very powerful crime boss or some such.

Chianas a fine . . . procurer. D'Argo a fine warrior . . . but not . . .

Well, the big Ds. found themselves in Chianas body and all hezmanna broke loose when they bungled the get away.

If Inquirer's sister, Inquirer 2 hadn't been in the neighborhood and decided to help....

Well, she'd decided best course of action after cleaning the thugs clocks was to get our displaced to the Infirmary, despite the Chianas now blipping back into their proper bodies. I'd been commed and was helping herd them down. My brother and his wives were being escorted down by those Timelords, so . . . that was covered. Okay.

Not happy that this is happening, but at least . . . nothing strange like this shit is happening to ME and my wife, thank God. Enough stuff has happened, as it stands.

Oy, that sound shitty, doesn't it. But true enough. Any more and I'm gonna LOSE it! Really...

....

And on the way down, guess who I finally meet? With a whole new set of Chianas in tow? Two of them (one I can understand with Chiana the dragoness, but why two) dressed like something out of the middle ages? Well, whatever. Two I DO know right off from being swept up into their Quest busines. Yep, at least two of my odd friends, the Champions B'Elanna (the gold haired elf) and Chiana the dragon!

Well, good manner demanded introductions. Lots of Chianas (who decide on taking numbers to distinguish one from another in conversation) so that' expected.

But . . . Holy shit!

"Aer...yn-P-pip?" I squeak, feeling like a shoes going to drop (right on my head)! Oh God, this can't mean . . . what I fear it means? Back with that Bizarro Moya with Scorpy? Surely not....

"I . . .don't suppose Leatherface is around?" she purrs coyly. "Have a blaster bolt with his name on it, you know?"

Aeryn-Pip

See that I . . . sort of overdid it here, I fear.

Look of guilt and . . .dread? Haunted look?

....

Well . . . at least he . . . remembers me. Backed him into the wall....

But . . . I don't want this. He's pale a-a sheet and looks... Wanted him to at least remember (did have bad feelings over it but). . . . I don't want to break him... Damnit, I overplay it!

And he looks like he's gonna break...

"Hey!" I quickly say, backing off a bit to give him breathing space. "I understand what happened. Why you did it."

"You do?" he says softly, blinking.

"Aeryn getting captured by the Scarrens, right?" I say softly. “Desperate enough to make a deal with a demon . . . or a closest thing to be had with Scorpius?”

He nods slightly.

“If you’re anything like my Crichton, then I understand.” I say softly. “And . . .forgive you.”

He doesn’t pull away or pull out hair when I try to lean in and kiss him. Not to have fun this time. No. This time it’s just a kiss to forgive... Can’t hate him for doing what he did out of desperate love....

1. Sigh, I’m still wondering what that word really is . . . now that I’ve seen a different . . . side of it . . .

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