Oliver looked outside their smutty window and saw a bearded man holding his hands to a fire. He was wearing ratty jeans that were filthy along with a shirt that didn't cover his stomach. Oliver mindlessly snapped a picture of the man and then went back to watching Emile. The hobo, along with reality, started to change. His beard vanished as his skin and complexion improved. His grey hair became black as his skin became whiter. His eyes slanted and his whole body shrank. Minor a cups sprouted as the ratty clothes became a nice kimono. Suddenly Emile was being held by the Japanese woman. The two teleported to Japan, where Ashiko had received the baby from an orphan exchange program.
Oliver's setting unknowingly shifted into a mansion. His shirt returned as a polo and his jeans became khaki's. He gained a scarf along with gelled hair. He looked across the room and smiled as he saw his father Joe, hold a fine bit of wine talking to Abigail, his adoptive mother. The both laughed in their expensive clothes as Oliver turned to see Rebecca.
She was wearing designer shades as he straightened red hair glistened in the hall. Her high heels clacked as she asked a servant to bring clothes to her room. She walked over and gave Oliver a hug. She spoke with a fake upperclassmen tone.
"Hello brother dear. How are you?"
"I'm good dork." He said with a smile. Rebecca rolled her eyes.
Rebecca jokingly huffed out of the room and went to speak with her parents. Oliver looked down to see the camera. He still hadn't tested it but something in his mind told him not to. Just enjoy this family while you have it. He decided to...