"Hmm... What's that on the ground?" thought Ian. He bent down and picked up a small red bow, and recognized it as Marill's.
"Marill is gonna be upset that she's lost this thing," Ian thought. He turned around to look for Lyra, but she was already gone. "Better call her", he thought.
Ian quickly looked up Lyra's number in his PokeGear, and called.
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"Hello?" He heard Lyra answer. Before he could say anything, Ian felt his head spin, and he blacked out. He awoke what seemed like seconds later, but he was somewhere completely different. For one, he was sitting on a bed, legs under him. "Wha...?" he thought, rubbing his eyes.
A large tuft of hair got in his way. This was strange - his hair was really short. "What the..." he said out loud, hearing a voice that wasn't his own. He looked around, disoriented. It was... it definitely wasn't outside, and looked like ... he had been here before. It was Lyra's room. "Why am I... WHO am I? Ian wondered out loud, finally noticing that his voice was no longer his.
He jumped off the bed and ran to the window. He could barely see his reflection. Except, it wasn't his. It was Lyra's. He waved his hands. Lyra did the same. Ian stuck his tongue out. So did Lyra. "So... I'm Lyra now?" he thought to himself. "Maybe I can have some fun..." Ian thought, running his... well, Lyra's hands over her body.
"Rill!" Ian heard a sound from behind him. It was Marill. "Oh, that's right. You don't have your ribbon!"
Suddenly, he heard a beeping sound. It must have been coming from Lyra's PokeGear - a overly large, overly pink contraption. Were girls really that into pink? Ian looked at it, and saw two options: Swap and AutoPilot. He decided that it was safer to try AutoPilot for now, and tapped that option.
"CONFIRMED" came up on the screen, and Ian, in Lyra's body, pondered what his next move was.