Title: A Reedy Mix-Up 
Status: On-Going
Characters: Reeda, Reed, Fang, Trish and Anon
Rating: Semi-NSFW
Classification: Serie
Author: Anonymous
Summary: Anon and Reed were supposed to hang out. Instead, the human gets quite the surprise.


The last week of month two at Volcano High is nearly over
At this point, I've pretty much resigned myself to be a member of "the gang" with Trist, Fang, and Reed
Could be worse, I suppose. Could be a lot better though.
Trish is still an insufferable trigger bitch, but Fang and Reed almost make up for her company
Especially Reed, he's surprisingly pretty good bro material. The very definition of "chill"
For better or for worse
I cruise into the cafeteria and work through the omnivore line
Thank Raptor Jesus for this lunch card. Definitely not thanking Naomi though
Friday is a good day, and a good day like Friday deserves pizza
Especially this Friday
Reed offered to hang out after school and, "Smash some soda and dominate Rock Ring on Xrox like good bros should."
I had found the offer surprisingly hard to refuse, and now I'm actually kind of looking forward to it
Hanging out with my stoner bro after school, almost like a regular person. Dad would be so proud.
Normally I would be hesitant to show my shitty apartment to anyone, but Reed won't judge. He's cool like that
Fang and Trish are sitting over at the usual table, and at this point I don't bother trying to contrive a reason to go elsewhere
Trish gives me her usual optical homicide attempt as I sit down, Fang giving me a brief "Sup, Anon?" as greeting
The two of them continue talking about nothing in particular as I enjoy the cheesy pleasure of real, drywall free pizza
Trish is probably trying another thinly veiled attempt to get Fang to switch back to bass, but Fang is pretty well inoculated against that by now
Alas, the Italian ambrosia is quickly consumed, and I'm left with nothing to occupy myself with
Trish and Fang are enjoying their own meals in content silence now. It seems nobody has much to talk about.
It's not an awkward silence, It's peaceful. It's also dull
Normally this would be about the time when I pull out my phone and bait some edgy fourteen year-old on a Peruvian oyster shucking forum
But I forgot to charge my phone last night. It's sitting on my makeshift nightstand back home.
Speaking of, where the heck is Reed? He's usually here by now.
"Sup dudes?" A familiar voice asks from behind me
Reed slides into his seat beside Trist and- Wait, that's not Reed
Reed's voice isn't that high pitched and melodious
Reed's hair (feathers?) aren't that long
Reed's hips aren't that wide
Reed's chest isn't that BIG
"Hey Reeda, how's it going?" Fang asks, fist bumping the pink raptor impostor sitting across from me
Wait, 'Reeda'? Who the fuck is Reeda?
Fang, Trish, and Reeda (apparently) easily slide into another conversation, but my brain is too fried to follow it
Am I having a stroke?
Am I being punked?
Did somebody spike my drink?
How are these two just talking to this chromosome swapped Reed impersonator like it's the most normal thing in the world?
This can't be Reed, right?
I mean, the clothes are mostly the same, except for that bandanna in her hair and the way she tied up her tank top
The hairstyle is similar too, just longer and a bit more girly
Her mannerism are perfectly identical to Reed's, and her voice is so eerily similar.
Just more lightweight, almost musical...
"Hey Anon, do I have... like, something on my face?" Reeda asks
I snap back to reality, just now noticing the conversation has died and everyone is looking at me
Oh god, I've been staring at Reeda this entire time
Shit, do I say something? Do I accuse her of being some gender confused body snatcher?
Trish and Fang don't seem fazed by this in the slightest. Is this some raptor thing? Has this happened before and they're just used to it?
Fine, play it cool Anon. Don't rock the boat. Just stay calm and ride this crazy nightmare until it's over
"Uh, no. It's nothing, I was just thinking about stuff"
"Hey man, that's cool." Reeda replies, smirking in that unmistakably Reed-like way, "Thinking's important and stuff"
Thankfully the bell rings before I can make a complete ass of myself again
I grab my bag and powerwalk out of there, heading straight for class
This can't be normal, right? People don't just suddenly swap genders. Not even dinosaurs are that weird
I need to clear my head, and approach this rationally. Maybe there's a biology textbook I can snag somewhere that can explain this tomfuckery
"Yo Anon! Where's the fire bro?" Reeda asks, jogging up to my side. "You totally bolted out of there man."
Damn it, that's right. Reed(a) and I have math class together right after lunch
"Sorry, I was uh... excited for the weekend." I lamely replied, hoping she would buy it
"I getcha man, it's cool" Reeda grins, nudging me with her elbow, "You still good to hang out tonight?"
That's right, tonight. The quality hang-out time I planned with my bro
Who is no longer a bro
Who is now a chick
A chick that is absolutely rocking that tied off tank top and bandanna combo
DAMMIT ANON YOU PUT THAT SHIT ON LOCKDOWN RIGHT NOW
BROS ARE NOT FOR LEWD. YOU NEED TO END THIS IMMEDIATELY
But as I look at the adorably cheerful face of my former bro, I can't bring myself to crush that smile
"Yeah, sure!" I assure her, trying to keep my voice from stammering, "Wouldn't miss it."
Her toothy grin somehow grows even wider as she offers a fist bump I couldn't possibly ignore
Her skin definitely feels softer too
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Math class was an entirely new type of hell completely unknown to me before today
Mr. Carldewskii had everybody split into work groups while he read his clearly academic and intellectual adult literature
Which meant I was paired with Reeda for the entire class
Who I swear made it a point to repeatedly lean over my desk at every possible opportunity
"Jeez Anon," Reeda laughed, erasing my failed attempt at calculus, "You really do suck at this"
"Thanks, Y-You too" I stammered
By the time class was over I had to rush into the bathroom just to wipe the sweat off and stuff my spaghetti firmly back into my pockets
I need some way to escape this afternoon. There's no way I could survive hours alone with this monstrosity
I tried to think of some possible excuse throughout the entire last period of the day, but nothing plausible came to mind
As I stepped down the school front steps into a swelteringly hot afternoon, I thought over the whole thing one more time
Reeda is still my bro deep down, right?
My bro who might be going through a tough time
I should really be there for her right now
Give her a shoulder to lean on
Maybe hold her if things get-
OKAY NOPE THIS SHIT NEEDS TO END RIGHT NOW
Just let her down gently with some vague excuse, he (she?) will get get over it
"Heeeey Anon!" Reeda waves from across the lawn, holding an entire 24 pack of off-brand soda on one shoulder while smiling broadly
I must protect this smile
"You want me to carry that?" I ask, gesturing to the shrink wrapped soda cans as we set off down the sidewalk
"Don't worry bro, I got this." Reeda answers, flexing her other arm, "Gotta work on the guns, you know?"
"Yeah, right." I agree, not really able to relate in the slightest
The walk down to Skin Row takes less than an hour, but that's plenty of time under the unbearable sun
I wipe the sweat from my brow and and fan out my shirt, silently cursing that damnable ball of plasma
"Hot enough for ya bro?" Reeda teases, readjusting the soda on her shoulder
"The sun sucks hot ass, it needs to die" I complain, turning to Reeda, "Are you sure you don't want me to take that-"
The sentence dies on my lips as a glimpse Reeda's soaked tank top clinging to her chest, a sporty black bra clearly visible beneath the fabric
I tear my gaze away immediately, hoping she didn't notice me ogling her chest for what must be the hundredth time today
"You okay Anon?" Reeda asks, tilting her head, "You're like, all red and stuff."
Raptor Jesus save me from this nightmare
Finally we reached my apartment. I fumbled with my keys as we walked up the steps to my front door
I didn't mind showing my place to Reed, but now that..."this" happened I'm suddenly self conscious
Pushing the door open, a cool breeze of air conditioned air caresses my face like a gentle lover
At least I thought to clean up a bit yesterday, so the place isn't a total sty
Reeda drops the soda down by the door, rolling her shoulder as she looks around your apartment
"Damn dude," She whistles, "This is like, a total bachelor's pad man. I love it."
"Are you kidding?" I ask, tearing a couple sodas out of the packaging, "This place is a total dump in the worst part of town."
"Yeah, but like, it's your dump you know?" Reeda continues, dropping down to sit on your bed, "You've got your own place while in highshool. That's like... totally rad, bro."
I quickly carry the sodas into the kitchenette, hoping the heat rising on my face wasn't too visible
Opening the fridge, I push some old pizza boxes aside to make room for the sun-warmed soda, swapping them out for some older ice cold cans
Heading back into the bedroom, I toss Reeda one of the cans and get seated on the floor
"Thanks bro." Reeda smiles, pressing the cold can against her forehead
"Oh yeah, that's the stuff" she sighs, sliding the dripping can down to her snout while her tail happily thumps against the mattress
Holy merciful god does this raptor ever stop
My best bro can't possibly be this cute
I try to distract myself by setting up the Xrox, but there's no denying what I feel deep inside anymore
God help me, I want to fuck this raptor
I hand one of the controllers up to Reeda and lean up against the bedframe 
At least dominating some preteens on team deathmatch will distract me from the pink feathered succubus lounging on my bed
That's what I thought anyway, until an oversized pink feather duster draped down onto my shoulder
The pink feathers on Freeda's tail tickle my cheek, and it almost seems like she's trying to pull me closer
Stay cool Anon, stay cool. Just keep the spaghetti on lockdown and focus on the game
A couple online matches go by without a hitch, before long I'm casually shooting the shit with Reeda like nothing's changed
She's definitely still my bro, despite it all
A couple times Reeda gets up to grab more soda or snacks, and I'm even able to keep my eyes off her swaying ass when she does
Most of the time anyway
Her tail still finds it's place on my shoulder when she returns though. It's strangely comforting, maybe a little possesive even.
After a couple hours, I put the controller down and stretch my sore arms overhead
Surprisingly Reeda grabs my wrists, holding them in place above my head
Before I can say anything, Reeda's hot breath tickles my ear as I hear her shift on the bed behind me
"So, Anon..." Reeda whispers, her voice honeyed and teasing, "I noticed you were like, totally checking me out today."
Sweet Raptor Jesus this is Defcon 1
Man all battle stations!
THIS IS NOT A DRILL
I can just barely see the tip of Reeda'a snout in my peripheral vision as the end of her tail thumps against my chest
I can't move
I can't think
Brain.exe has encountered a critical error and must shutdown
"Dude, I've been dropping hints like crazy all day." Reeda teases, tightening her grip on my wrists "I finally figured I would need to make a move for you."
Reeda's snout rubs against my cheek as she leans in closer, her tail wrapping more tightly around my chest
"What do you say bro?" She coos, audibly licking her lips, "Want to have some real fun?"
The room feels like it's suddenly twenty degrees hotter
Everything in my body has gone ramrod stiff
Including Anon.Jr, who stands primed and ready for action
Reeda moans seductively as she leans back, gently nibbling on the top of my ear
Oh god I'm going to fuck the raptor
"Please be gentle Reed..." I whisper, resigning to my fate
Reeda's tail instantly loosens, her head pulling back suddenly
"Reed?" she repeats
Oh shit
Oh shit, I fucked it up
"I mean, uh.." I stammer, pulling my arms out of her grip and scooting away from the bed, "What I meant to say was, uh..."
Surprisingly Reeda doesn't look hurt, in fact she just looks confused
"Why did you say 'Reed'?" she asks, cocking her head, "Wait, dude... do you have a thing for my brother??"
Wait a fuck
Brother?
What the fuck does she mean brother??
"Wait- Hold on. You're not- I mean-" I try to get my fried brain the put these jumbled thoughts together
Nope, nothing. Brain is still in stupid mode
She must have figured out what I was trying to say, as her eyes go wide and she bursts into hysterical laughter
"Dude, you thought I was Reed??" She laughs, clutching her sides and rolling around your bed. "What, you thought he magically turned into a girl or something?"
The sight of her laughing hysterically on the bed makes my ears burn with sudden shame
"Then why the flying fuck are you here??" I demand, waving my arms hysterically
"My bro came down with like, the flu man." Reeda explains between bouts of laughter. "Don't you read your texts?"
My eyes snap to the phone I left charging on the nightstand this morning
Grabbing it and tapping in my pin, sure enough I see several missed text messages from Reed
> "Sorry dude, super sick today. Can't make our bro-time."
> "Don't worry, my sis is back in town. I'll send her over to keep you company and stuff"
> "Wouldn't want my best bro getting lonely and junk."
> "She'll meet you at school"
> "Deuces (☞ຈل͜ຈ)☞"
I stare dumbfounded at the screen as Reeda slowly gets a hold of herself
"So... you're his sister?" I ask numbly
"Sure am!" She smiles, flashing a double peace-sign. "Twinsies~!"
"Wait, hold on." I continue, not quite willing to let this go yet, "What about Trish and Fang, they acted like nothing was wrong!"
"Well duh, my bro probably texted them." Reeda explains, rolling her eyes. "It's not like, the first time we've met or something."
"What about math class?" I demand, the realization that I've been a complete idiot all day slowly dawning on me
"It's not like I had anything else to do all afternoon." she shrugs, "Besides, Reed said you're like, totally helpless with math and junk"
"Reed talks about me?" I ask, defeated. "Is that why you acted like we've always known each other?"
"Yeah, dude will not stop texting me about you." Reeda sighs, rolling onto her back. "That guy hangs out with those girls way too much. I think he like, needs some guy time, y'know?"
The weight of this monumental embarrassment comes crashing down like a lead weight onto my shoulders
A twin sister, of course. I got carried away by my insane bullshit when there was a perfectly valid explanation right in front of me.
Groaning in embarrassment, I hide my face in my hands and drop heavily onto the bed, unable to look at the world
Reeda sits up, chuckling to herself as she drapes an arm around me and leans into my shoulder
I'm suddenly reminded that there is still a very attractive female raptor sitting on my bed
That just draped her arm around me
And is gently nuzzling my cheek
"It's okay Anon." She consoles me, tracing circles across my chest with her finger, "People like, make mistakes and junk. Don't sweat it."
"You still wanna like, bang and stuff?"