My third drabble for Challenge 256 - Freaky Friday at tw100, and the second in the Weevil sequence, following 'A Weevily Inconvenience'.
This is Owen's point of view.
Summary: Owen's not having a very good day...
‘Okay, this feels weird,’ Owen thought, flexing his arms and legs. Or more accurately, Janet’s arms and legs. Weevil joints weren’t quite the same as a human’s, they bent differently and his centre of gravity was lower.
Movement caught his eye and he glanced up to see his body shambling towards the door.
“Hey! Where do you think you’re going with my body?” he yelled. At least he tried to; all that came out was a series of snarls.
Janet didn’t even look back.
‘Shit!’ Owen thought to himself, scrabbling at the toughened plexiglass cell door. ‘I am so screwed!’
The End
Movement caught his eye and he glanced up to see his body shambling towards the door.
“Hey! Where do you think you’re going with my body?” he yelled. At least he tried to; all that came out was a series of snarls.
Janet didn’t even look back.
‘Shit!’ Owen thought to himself, scrabbling at the toughened plexiglass cell door. ‘I am so screwed!’
The End