The thought of his older brother doing stuff he is told, following his every command, no matter what kind, fills the young boy with a strange feeling: a mixture of excitement, mischivinous and power.
Ben can't help but smirk, "hehe... just imagine Jeff sitting like a doggy when told to "sit", or taking all his clothes off when told to, OR doing MY chores." The young boy's eyes seem to glow with some kind of evilness, "I am sick and tired of Jeff bossing me around. Time to turn the tables," Ben says with a smirk.
The 12-year-old pulls up Jeff's stats and begins to edit it. Ben sets Jeff's obedience level to "dog" adding some dog instincts like feeling the urge to sniff at everything, especially at other dogs behinds, the urge to want to catch a flying Frisbee, the urge to chase Squirrels, the urge to retrieve a thrown ball, just to name a few. The boy giggles to himself, as he sets Jeff's awareness to "off".
Ben chuckles, "this is gonna be fun," he says, grinning to himself, "hehe... maybe I could get him to come with me to the vets. The thought of having him chipped and vaccinated is pretty funny."
The boy looks over the settings, feeling satisfied for now he confirms the settings. Ben smirks when the Laptop gives off a "ping" and a message telling him that the change was an success. The boy puts Jeff's Laptop back into "stanb-by" mode and heads to his own room. Ben lies on his bed with his hands behind his head, "I can't wait to try it out," he says to himself.
Meanwhile downstairs, Jeff is still arguing with his mother, when suddenly he feels light headed, the feeling is so strong that it makes Jeff feel dizzy. The teen clutches his head and groans, "th-that felt weird," he mumbles.
Janet, Jeff's mom, looks at him with concern, "Jeff, are you alright?"
Jeff looks at his mom, "ye-yeah... just felt a little light headed for a second."
"You better lie down," his mom says, "you do look kind of stressed."
Jeff nods, "ye-yeah... I probably should," so the teen heads back upstairs and into his room. Jeff closes the door and lies down on his bed, he closes his eyes and soon is drifting off into a deep sleep.