Isaac was watching TV when he heard the front door open, turning around to see his son, Edmund, walk in.
Edmund, or Ed, was a 16 year old high school student. He had recently gotten his drivers license which meant he used it at any chance he got, usually leaving the house for extended periods of time. Most of which had to do with the fact that he was on the high school football team, Ed having inherited Isaac’s athletic nature. He also resembled Isaac, having the same dark hair and tanned skin he had, and standing at an impressive height of 6’5”. He even had his own muscular build, an impressive pair of pecs and abs on his torso with arms and legs that bulged with muscle.
“Sup, Eric.” He said, walking up the stairs to his bedroom. Although Isaac had heard it all day, it still weirded him out to be addressed with his son’s name rather than his own. He would give anything for someone to call his Isaac or Isiash again. Even Dad would be nice to hear. But the chance of that happening were close to zero now that he was inside Eric’s body. Isaac let out a frustrated sigh as he returned his attention to the television, trying to drown out his sorrows with the program.
“ERIC!”
Isaac jumped in his seat as he heard Ed’s voice ricochet through the house, an angry yell coming from upstairs, shortly followed by a sudden thumping on the stairs. Ed stormed down the stairs and to the living room, steaming mad as he approached Isaac.
“Ok, squirt! I know you were in my room! You better give me it back or else.”
“W-what? What are you talking about?” Isaac had no idea what his son was talking about, he’d never once stepped foot in Ed’s room, having stayed in the living room since he arrived home.
“I’m not joking. I don’t care if it’s your birthday or not, if you don’t give me it back I will personally make you pay.”
Isaac would normally not be intimidated by his son, used to his teenage outbursts by now, but it felt more threatening as Eric. Ed looming over him with the proper build and strength to beat him up.
“F-f-fine… I’ll go get it,” his voice trembled as he lied, racing off the couch and to Eric’s bedroom, beginning to search for whatever his son was asking for.
After a few minutes Isaac still hadn’t found what Ed was talking about, his son soon entering Eric’s bedroom just as angry as before and tired of waiting.
“You better give it back Eric! If you don’t, I’ll…” Ed spotted something familiar on Eric’s nightstand and picked it up. “Break your birthday present.”
Ed held the magic coin in his hand, raising it in the air to keep it from Isaac. Isaac’s face instantly turned white, fear starting to course through him as he realized his son now held the only thing capable of switching him back to his original body.
“Ed! Don’t!” Isaac shouted as he tried to grab the coin, jumping once more in the air to reach it as it was held high above him. After a few tries, Isaac gave up. As Eric, he barely reached Ed’s chest, his son standing a foot and a half taller than him. This meant the chance of him reaching the coin was unlikely. Issac could only try to decide on what to do to placate Ed, fearful his son might accidentally use the coin or intentionally break it.