The laptop displayed everyone's physical stats. Some mental stats were included but those were greyed out, not editable. Max closed out his parent's profiles and kept his and his brother's side by side. He smirked at his twin's profile. 'We always wanted to be different...' he said to himself in his mind. He clicked on the gender tab, and several options in a dropbox appeared. He hovered over the Female option.
"Hey! Don't even think about making me a girl!" Ricky grabs the laptop out of Max's backpack.
"Fine, I won't. But it is my turn!" Max tries to grab the laptop back. Each of them pulls on the laptop, refusing to give it up.
"Boys!" Lauren yells at them, causing them both to freeze. "If you cannot share, then neither of you get to use it. Hand it over." she says as she grips the laptop. Max did not have time to exit out of the program before his mother pulled the laptop away.
"What is this?" Lauren asks as she skims the open page.
"Um..." Both Ricky and Max start at the same time. Ricky was quicker to think of an excuse, "A science fiction profile maker. Max and I were going to play as ourselves."
Max's palms began to sweat. He had expected his mother to just close the laptop, but she was browsing through their profiles. "Uh... please be careful with our profiles mom. It took us a lot of time to create them." he tried to say calmly.
"Boys... penis length. This seems grossly inappropriate." Lauren gawks at their profiles. She clicked on something, and laughed lightly out loud. "Too bad this is only fictional. Sometimes I wish you two got along like you used to when you were younger." She smiled as if looking at a fond memory in her mind's eye. "Remember when you did fight... I used to put you both in your get along shirt."
Geoffrey snorted, as if remembering it fondly as well. "I sure do."
Max glanced at his brother worriedly. Ricky had a matching troubled look, "Um... yeah. I remember not liking that shirt." Ricky answered.
Lauren clicked on a few things, and the said with a wink, "Done. Saved both of your profiles."
Max blinked. Everything was different in an instant. He was seated behind his mother, on the back right side of the car, but now he was not. Now, he was seated in the middle of the back seat. "What?" the word escaped his lips as a whisper. He noticed right away that his clothes were also different. He had a black shoe and sock on his right foot, but his left foot just had a white sock on. And the shorts he was wearing was not half-grey and half-black, as if two different pairs were stitched together.
His eyes widened when he realized his clothes had not just changed. He could not feel the left half of his body. It felt like he was cut in half although he could still see his leg and left hand. A chill ran up his spine when his left hand rotated seemingly on its own. His head whipped around to the left, nearly bumping into his twin who was now much closer.
"Uh... Max." Ricky whispered with a look of shock on his face. "Did mom just..."
"Yeah..." Max answered back in a whisper. Their mom had unintentionally made them a whole lot closer than mere identical twins. They only had one body between them now, half his and half Ricky's. "Uh... mom. I think Ricky and I learned our lesson. Can we have the laptop back?"
Their mother turned to look at them. Her face held no sign that she realized what she had done, meaning that her awareness on the program was still turned off. "Sorry boys. Maybe when we stop for the night you can earn it back." She patted them once on each of their knees. Max noted that he could only feel her hand touch his leg, their right leg.
"Well... we got what we wanted. The road trip will be more interesting now." Max said with a forced grin to his now conjoined twin brother.