thinking fondly of that star wars body swap au where 3/4 of the protagonists are experiencing relatively standard body swap shenanigans: bewildering friends and confounding authority figures, learning about each other and themselves, going outside their comfort zones. Meanwhile Cody’s just kindof writhing in eldritch horror inside of Anakin’s force-stitched-together-meatsuit.
Anakin (as Padme): “Man I can’t believe that Senator actually called me sweetheart, I can’t believe how patronizing these men are.”
Cody (as Anakin): [Scratching at his arm] “Yeah, that’s great. Uh, hey, quick question—why does my shadow keep turning into a death head mask?”
Anakin: “Huh? Oh, hey! Would you like at that! I haven’t looked at my shadow in years! It’s—it’s totally normal! I mean except for how it’s Padme—”
Cody: “This is—your shadow just always—does it ever...I mean when you’re around other people”
Anakin: [sucks in his breath through his teeth] “Did it kill someone else’s shadow? I hate when that happens”
Cody: [scratches arm harder, eyelid twitching] “This...happens often? What—why—”
Anakin: “I try not to think about it, ha! Anyway, have you tried smoothies since—[voice fades into high pitched static noise, distant sound of respirator breathing]
Cody: [scratches arm harder] (muttering under his breath): “don’t think about it. don’t think about it.”
Obi-Wan (as Cody): “There you two are—oh Anakin—I mean Cody, you’re bleeding! What happened?”
Cody: “I...misjudged the strength of the mech arm.”
Anakin: [gives thumbs up]
