Although all his head was a mix of memories from two different lifes. He perfectly remembered his house, his family and most important at this moment, Ty's house. He ran through the hallway when he saw his father. He was the same, maybe a little bit happier than before. How couldn't he if he was father of the best football player in town!
Jason shook his head. Something inside him tells him that's not right. He smiled back to his father and kept running through the house.
"Hey Jason. Where are you going?" He asked with a big smile on his face. Jason didn't want to tell him he was going to beat a guy, so he has to say something else.
"Football practice." He replied and he was surprised that his voice was now deeper than his father's.
"Oh, excellent. Training is just never enough." His father said. "Would you mind taking Mickey? I know he's just 10, but he's too immerse in videogames and TV shows..." He sighed. "At his age you were on your first big game, remember? You towered over all the other kids and even over some older ones too!"
Jason didn't want to take care of his brother but he accepted to not cause suspicion. "C'mon little pipsqueak!" He shouted the little boy on the sofa. He didn't use to be rude with him but something inside him pushed him to behave like this. "I don't have all the fucking day!"
Jason anxiety was telling him to run to Ty's house but he was slowed down by the kid behind him." Can't you go faster?"
"I'm trying, Jason!" Sobbed the boy. "I don't have elephant legs like you!!"
"What did you say?!" Jason yelled him. "Just because I'm mad with something else because..."
"Where are we going?" Mickey asked. "Your football practices are on the other side."
"Ty's house." Jason replied. "We're almost there."
"Why?" The boy said. "He must be on the football practice..."
" There is no football practice!!" Jason yelled him. "I told that because I don't want that dad knows I'm going to beat Ty!! And if you tell him or someone else about it you'll have the same fate! Do you understand?!!"
Mickey didn't talk again until they arrived to Ty's house. Jason knocked the door so strong that he almost throws the door.
A few seconds later, a boy no older than thirteen opened it.
"Jason, Mike" Dustin said amused. "Are you looking for Ty? He is upstairs in his bedroom. I will call him."
"No." Jason interrupted. "I'll go up there. He's waiting for me. Mickey, can you stay with Dustin meanwhile?"
Jason ran upstairs directly to Ty's room. The door was opened, so he sneaked inside but Ty wasn't there. "That asshole loed to me?" He muttered as he looked around the room. "Ugh! I don't remember Ty's room was so nasty."
After being there for some seconds, the bathroom door opened and a Ty in just a towel came out of there.
"Holy shit!" Jason shouted. "You're a fucking hair ball too!"
"Jason!" Ty said but he didn't look surprised. "I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. I was practicing my powers since then. Look, I became red haired."
"Shut your fucking mouth, Ty!" Jason yelled him. "Where's my dick, you fucking faggot?"
"Ah! About that..." Ty smiled while he put a hand on his head showing off one of his hairy armpit bushes. "I'm sorry. I was angry, you're angry... so I didn't think too much about it..."
"Where is it?!!" Jason began to charge against Ty. "I'm a fucking Ken doll!! I want my dick back!!"
"I'm sorry..." Ty replied calmly. "But I can't change the condition I've imposed on you."
"What are you fucking saying, Ty?" Jason shouted.
"That you must be fucked." Ty grinned as he tossed the towel that was covering him, revealing a big fat schlong, at least 10 inches long and still soft. "Don't worry, Jason. I told you I've practiced."