The two boys woke early in the morning. Timmy was emberrased to find that his sleeping bag and pajamas were damp - he'd wet the bed, something he hadn't done since he was.. well, older than he was now. Jakes giggled when he found out, at least until Timmy pointed out his slick, pink thumb. Jake had been sucking it all night!
Being little kids wasn't quite as much fun as they thought. Jake's mother didn't seem suprised by the smelly sleeping bag, but Timmy was very surprised when she marched the two of them up to the bathroom and HELPED them clean up! He sorta remembered his own mother bathing him until he was older, but it was different now. Still, there was nothing either of them could do.
When they were finally dried off, she sent them to Jake's room for fresh clothing. As soon as they were inside, jake shut the door, flushed bright red. "My mom wiped my butt! Gross!" Timmy shuddered. "That's not all she dried off. I want to go back to being older. This is poopy!"
Jake gave his freind a strange look - the way they talked was starting to change to match thier age. "Yeah, let's try the program again. We can make ourselves super-studs and..." His voice trailed off as he looked at the bright yellow child's desk and the very old-looking computer on it. "That's not mine! What happened?"
He ran over to the desk and checked the programs. "There's nothing on here but little kid games and junk!" Then his eyes widened in horror. There were pictures on the walls now, done in crayon and signed by 'Jakey.' And the old computer monitor had 'Jake' written on it with a magic marker.
"Oh, no!" He looked at Timmy. "Everything is changed! And a seven year-old wouldn't have a powerful computer - the program is gone!"