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Chronivac Version 4.0

Transportation

For his next planned change Mark let Aidans bike appear in the room. The moment he saw it Aidan had a guess of what Mark would do with it. "Oh no, please. Not a stroller. I wonīt let you take me outside looking like that."
Mark smiled while he typed. Aidans guess had been right. Mark had known that beside his art Aidan loved riding his bike, so what was a better way to transport him?
The bike expanded to the sides, the backwheel splitting into two. All three then shrunk down in size while in the center of the backwheels grew a bar connecting them. At the same time the seat moved downwards while it expanded from a small triangular one to a fully plastic encasement one. The transparent front then folded itself back to the sides, leaving it an open seat for Aidan. The handlebar moved behind the seat and the handles turned backwards, so that the stroller could be pushed around. The headlight moved down to the front of the seat while the pedals grew stiff to the front, being a place to put the babys feet on after all. On the side of the seat then formed small straps to hold the baby and the fasteners were a model that Aidan wouldnīt be able to open with his mittens. Finally the carrier turned into a bag at the backside of the seat and the bell changed into a holder for one of Aidans new bottles.
Where a minute ago was a bike was now a stroller for Aidan, deep blue colored like the bike had been before. It had the right size to fit Aidan in while the handles were on the proper height for Mark to push it.

Aidan didnīt cry this time, but thought defiant: "You will never get me in this thing and I will never leave the building in this form."
"We will see." Mark thought, again opening Aidans profile. "Being near his stroller will calm him. Easy to strap in. When someone other then me is near he will act happy."
Aidan didnīt know what Mark did, but he felt himself calm down a bit, being near his stroller. "No, something about that isnīt right. Mark, what have you done with me?" Not that he got an answer from Mark who only smiled down to him.


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