In the time of old, Natural Body Magic originated. This type of sorcery was more secret than most of today's story. It just happens and stops.

I'm going to tell you one of these stories. This one shall take place around the Celtic era.  For the record, this is historical fiction so it's bound to have some inaccuracies.

It was a chill day in a town with a teenage boy name Brandon sitting by a tree. The boy had medium size brown hair is is around 17 almost 18. He felt at ease until someone landed on his chest.

"Argh!" screamed the boy. He looked and saw a girl of his age with long blond hair in a dress who smiled.

"Hey Brandon!" said the girl.

"Freya! Don't do that!" cried the boy.

"It's such a nice day today. No wars, plentiful harvest. Today, I want you to play with me." begged the girl.

"Not today." said Brandon.

"You said that yesterday. Even your little sister wants to play with you too. I forgot to mention her." Freya said as she pointed at a girl with brown pigtails.

"Hey big brother. Come on and play!" cried the little girl named Aisling

"Fine, what do you girls want to do?" Brandon asked.

"I heard something strange in the woods. Rumor has it that there are living heads there." said Freya.

"Nonsense!" cried Brandon.

"Remember when father told us about the dullahan." said Aisling.

"Yeah, but... I don't want any of us dead!" said Brandon

"Always playing it safe. Why don't we meet them now?" said Freya.

"Why not wait for them to come here?" said Brandon.

"Did you expect me to pull my head off and scare you?" laughed Freya as her smile turned into fear. Her arms suddenly held onto her sides of her head and starts twisting.

"What's with the change of mood?" asked Brandon.

"I can't control my body for some reason. I feel as though I am being grabbed." cried Freya as her head literally popped off.

"Eat your words! I think you became a dullahan!" cried Brandon.

"I was joking!" said Freya's head as she was tucked under her arm, "I can't feel anything below my neck."

"Big brother! It's happening to me too!" cried Aisling as her head is off her body.

Brandon looks around for help and saw everybody screaming as their heads popped off. Brandon saw his own arms reach for his head and felt numb from his neck.

"Brandon! NO!" cried Freya's head.

"Look what your words did to us!" said Brandon's head.

"I said I was joking." said Freya's head as her body was twirling her hair, "And body, stop that."

The body slapped Freya's head for shouting at her. Brandon can only watch as chaos range from the town. People's heads being traded or left behind. Brandon's sister's head is getting along with her body apparently as the body is braiding her hair.

As for Brandon, his head was left by the tree that he was resting in. Freya's body did the same with her head as she sat next to you. The two bodies left hand to hand and looked as if they are in love.

"At least we are together." said Brandon's head.

"You know, the bodies seemed to act on our personalities. Does that mean your in love with me?" asked Freya's head.

"Hmm as a friend." replied Brandon's head.

"I knew it. My nonexistent heart would be beating rapidly just from hearing that from you. I guess this is a blessing that we can be together in the shape of living heads." said Freya's head.

"I find this strange and I'm not in love, but I'm glad that it's with you." said Brandon's head.

The two heads look around them and saw Brandon's sister still having her body braiding her hair.

"Hey big brother! Maybe being a dullahan is not all that bad. My body is really nice and she's could be my new friend." said Aisling. "Though I wonder why this happened?"

"That would be my doing children." said a voice.

Brandon and Freya's heads turned and saw a young looking woman with her head under her arms. She had majestic long black hair and wore seductive purple clothing of the times. She even wore the hat of a....

"A WITCH!" cried Brandon and Freya's head. Aisling's head is turned to the back as she ask her body to turn her. The body did and Aisling saw the witch.

"Children, I only did this because I have an obsession with decapitated heads. I prefer them alive and clean. That's why I decided to turn this village into my fantasy." said the Witch's head.

"Turn us back you witch!" Brandon demanded.

"I miss my toes." said Freya's head.

"Well your bodies don't want you so I can't do anything about that. Though I have an alternative." said the Witch's head.

The witch places her head on the floor facing her body as the body grabbed both Brandon's and Freya's heads. She then did the unthinkable, wearing both heads.

"What sorcery is this?" asked Brandon.

"Cheer up Brandon, this is my ideal body." said Freya as she look at her new assets.

"But not mines!" cried Brandon.

"Now dance children. I want to see your two heads on my body to dance." said the witch as she spoke some magical words.

The witch's body did as her master said while her two new heads are forced to take part of her command. Will things get worse?

...

Meanwhile, the bodies of Brandon and Freya sat by a pond and look at each other. They tried to kiss, but they lack mouths. They resorted to a hug. In Brandon's body, he wants to apologize for his head hiding his feelings. Freya's body accepts the apology and hugs. They are a couple now.