As each twin's body finished forming and filling out, the two boys separated and collapsed onto their backs. Where once there was a fully-clothed, two-headed boy with four arms, there were now two literally half-naked boys, each with a single head and four arms. Both Jerry and Josh moaned in tandem, using two of their hands to rub their faces. It took each of them a moment to realize that they were using both a right and a left hand.
Jerry used to two back hands to push himself off of the ground. He instinctively looked towards his left shoulder, but his brother was, of course, not beside him. "Josh... what did you do? You separated us!"
"I... I didn't..." Josh slowly leaned forward as well and looked towards his brother. A war of emotions were battling within him. He was not sure if he felt guilty and terrified for causing himself and Jerry to be ripped apart, or if he was glad to not have to deal with his brother's pestering bodily 'enhancements'. "No... This IS what I had in mind." Josh stammered. He sounded as if he were trying to convince himself just as much as his twin. "Now, you can do all of the 'enhancements' you want and leave me out of it."
"What?" Jerry stared at his brother, disbelief written on his face. He nervously began rubbing his right hands over his lefts, and his shoulders sagged. "But... I thought you liked..." He paused for a moment and looked at his feet. "You... I can't believe you forced us APART!' His eyebrows narrowed on his twin. "You agreed to all of the changes before... and you even requested some of your own!"
"I wanted to give us more brain... then brawn. You are the muscle freak. You were forcing us to have some... freaky muscular body and enlarged dick when we're only 12!" Josh then snorted. "Excuse me... when we're just about 13." He flung his arms in the air, and let them fall in his lap. "We're in middle school still; what freaks look like that?"
"More freaky then a pair of conjoined twins with high IQs? We probably cannot have real conversations with our same-aged peers!" Jerry stared at his brother for a moment and then said, "See! I just called our classmates same-aged peers! Most middle school students would not talk like that! Just imagine how we must sound with our friends... if we even had any?"
"Fine, I see that point. I probably was a little overzealous with my enhancement. But you..." He pointed with both of his left hands. "You keep adding muscle here and muscle there! I want an athletic body, yes. An over-muscular body, NO!"
"I only made those enhancement because we liked them! We've always dreamed about it!" Jerry insisted.
"No! Edward dreamed about it. Like I said before, Edward disappeared when we became Jeremy and Joshua. I don't have the same desires that he did." Josh stated. After a few moments of silence, he added, "Maybe this is for the best. We can make changes to ourselves, without bothering the other; we just won't be twins anymore."
"No!" Jerry stared at his brother. "We may have disagreed about brain and brawn, but I know that you want to stay as twins as much as I do! "We're like two peas in a pod... for the most part." He smiled at his brother. "If we stay separated, I want us to be so identical that no one, not even mom and dad, could tell us apart by our physical characteristics." Jerry sighed heavily, "But as weird as it sounds to say out loud... I want to be your conjoined twin. I want us to be there for each other, to be inseparable; even if that means we have to always work together, cooperate, and compromise."
Josh sighed heavily and mimicked his brother's smile. "I want that too..." He laughed, "that does sound weird to say out loud."
"Doesn't it?" Jerry giggled. For a few moments, the two laughed beside each other.
"I'm sorry about impulsively separating us; I honestly didn't think that the chronivac would do it." Josh slid closer to his brother, so they were leaning shoulder to shoulder. "How about we go back to basics? Dicephalic Parapagus twins: two heads, two arms, two legs? And, maybe just two nipples and one stomach? We could also have high average intelligence, maybe 110 IQ, with better than average muscles." Josh then smirked, "And as we get older, the chonivac could add muscle so we can get to that better than junior Olympic athlete body by the end of high school. Deal?"