“It’s gone!” Eric said after frantically looking all over his room for the pubertaway. That’s when it him him, there was only one explanation one of his sons must have snuck into the room while he was in the bathroom panicking and taken the machine. But why?
Eric opened his door and walked the down hall to Isaiah’s room thinking if he was the son to give him the machine, he’d likely be the one to use it.
He opened his son’s door and saw a figure in the bed. Convinced it was him the young Eric quickly pulled the cover off the figure in the bed. “Caught you red handed!” Eric yelled.
“Wait, Isaiah you’re still you.” He said puzzled.
“Who are you and why did you wake me up on a Saturday morning? Are you one of Brandon’s friends?”
“You really don’t know anything?”
“Should I?”
“This is going to sound crazy but it’s me, your dad.”
“No way, my dad is four times your size…” that’s when it realIzed what must have happened. “Holy crap, the pubertaway worked! Dad, that’s really you?!”
“Trust me I’m just as surprised as you are,”
“But how and why so young?”
“We’ll, I didn’t think the machine was real so I just set it to the overdrive mode which apparently made me 11 again.”
“Wait, that means I’m older than you!”
“Well technically I am, but I’m still your father.”
Isaiah got up walked up to his dad, he was actually taller than him! As he looked down on his dad he could see him growing uneasy.
“I don’t get it, if you woke up like this why didn’t you just take the age liquid and turn yourself back?”
“I was going to try to find a way to reverse this but the machine was gone when I came back from the bathroom. I assumed you grabbed it but it you didn’t that must mean..”
They both looked at one another in a panic!
“Brandon!”
Eric took off down the hall and began pounding on the locked door.
Brandon was finally snapped out of his flexing when he heard the pounding on the door. He poked his head out his bathroom door in a panic.
“Go away,” the not so small boy yelled.
“Open this door right now.”
He didn’t recognize the voice at first but then realized it must have been his dad. This is going to be good, he thought.
A smirk on his face, Brandon puffed out his now massive chest and began strolling toward the door. He opened it and came strolling out with a confidence he had never before had.
“How can I help you,?” He said crossing his massive arms as he looked down at his dad who was now nothing more than a wimpy little boy.
Eric was shocked and didn’t know what to say upon seeing his now fully grown son. This was when it just blurted it out there.
“Give me back my body!” Eric shouted jabbing his tiny little finger into his son’s massive, meaty pectoral muscle.
Brandon looked down at his dad and flexed his bulging biceps, “No way, I’ve got muscles like you dad. You see me?”