Why even bother having a brother he didn't like? Was the thought that suddenly surfaced in his head. Ty, with a gentle smile, closed his eyes and wished for Dustin to come into his room. Ash cocked his head to the side, "What are you doing bro?" To which the following answer was given.
"How would you feel about a third brother?" Ty asked. Ash being so incredibly similar to Ty, due to them being identical in every way, put a hand to his mouth and gasped.
"Why... I would love it~" ash giggled in response, and he too closed his eyes and wished.
Downstairs, Dustin for some strange reason had the urge to go into Ty's room. He politely excused himself from the dinner table and walked upstairs, opening the door. In that instant, ash hid himself under the bed's covers, leaving Ty to handle Dustin himself. "Dinner's ready twerp." the older, yet smaller brother nearly hissed. Ty however, didn't say a word, and simply walked up to his brother. "H-hey what the hell are yo-" Dustin was silenced by an embrace, one that filled him with a feeling most strange. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak.
His face began to shift, the visage morphing to match that of his little, yet larger brother. Dustin's mind blanked out, all memories of the rude and vengeful alder brother fleeing his head, instead being replaced with memories of Ty's experiences. Of how his family does not love him as much as Dustin. But now... Dustin was Ty, and as the hug reluctantly parted, Ash eagerly sat up from his spot on the bed. "How are you feeling Dustin?" Ty asked smiling.
"I... I..." Dustin's voice, now exactly like Ty's, wavered as his mind settled into place. "I feel wonderful Ty..." He smiled, "I feel like a new me... Good riddance to the old one."