When Jeff bursts into his room, and seeing his de-aged dad standing in front of the mirror, the teen is shocked, but then he smirks, “looks like someone fiddled with the Chronivac,” he says, “eh… dad? But I guess I can’t call you “dad” anymore… hmm… hehe… I think “Mikey” would suit you better in your current state”.
“J-Jeff… I…,” Mike stutters, still in shock.
Jeff, still smirking, steps into the room, closing the door behind him, walking up to the little boy, who a few moments ago had been his 45-year-old dad, “looks like I am the man of the house now,” Jeff says, grinning, “though I hope it isn’t permanent, so… tell me: what exactly did you enter into the program? I guess you haven’t activated the reality alteration, since I still know who you really are”.
Mike, still in shock, tells Jeff what he had typed into the program, “s-so… yeah,” he concludes, looking down at himself, “I… I still can’t believe it actually worked. If I wouldn’t have the pain in my foot, I’d think this would be nothing but some stupid and weird dream,” he then mumbles.
Jeff chuckles, “well… it is no dream,” he says, “and luckily you were smart enough to set the duration for 48 hours instead to permanent, because then we would have a problem”.
Mike rubs the back of his neck, “yeah… thank god,” he says, “I don’t know how I would explain this to my wi… I mean to Jane,” he says, looking up at Jeff.
Jeff, seeing that his dad is still in shock, kneels down to be eyelevel with the little boy, “I know this is scary, dad,” he says, “but everything will be back to normal in two days, so why not enjoy being a kid for 48 hours? We could have some fun together, either head to the carnival, the zoo, the circus? Maybe explore some abandoned building, I know of an old mansion I always wanted to explore. Or we could play some soccer or basketball, maybe head to the parkour park? Or…,” he looks over at his computer, then back at his dad, grinning, “or we could have some more fun with the Chronivac”.
Before Mike is able to answer, there is a knock on the door to Jeff’s room, before it slowly opens, both turn to see Tyrone enter, “Jeff? What is going on,” the 12-year-old asks, then spotting the 10-year-old kid, “who’s the kid,” he asks, tilting his head.
Jeff grins, standing up straight, “oh, this… kid,” Jeff says, “is our dad”.
Tyrone’s eyes widen, then he frowns, “Jeff… stop being such an ass and tell me the truth for once,” he says, “I am in no mood for your stupid jokes!”
Jeff continues to grin, “this is not a joke, Ty,” he says, “for once, I am not bullshitting you”.
Tyrone looks at the little boy, “if he really is our dad,” the 12-year-old says, “he should know something that involves me that only HE knows”.
Mike hesitates, “well…,” he starts, then blushes and looks up at Jeff, then back at Tyrone, “when… when I got home from work a few days ago… I… decided to take a shower to calm down and relax,” he begins, “though when I entered the bathroom… I… um…,” the boy blushes even harder, rubbing the back of his neck, staring at Tyrone, unsure if he should continue.
Apparently Mike had said enough, Tyrone’s face turns red itself, “o-okay… I’m convinced,” he says, “n-no need to… um… talk further”.
Jeff grins wide, raising an eyebrow, “you really should learn to LOCK the bathroom door when deciding to have a shower, Ty,” he says.
“I FORGOT, OKAY,” the 12-year-old shouts, blushing even harder.
Jeff throws up his hands, “I’m just saying,” he says, still grinning.
Mike shuffles awkwardly, “I… I’m sorry,” he says, “I… I should have known someone was using the bathroom, since the door was closed, because usually the door is open when it’s free. I really didn’t mean to catch Tyrone fappi…”.
“SHUT IT, DAD,” Tyrone yells, causing the ten-year-old to let out a squeak.
Jeff bursts out laughing, “okay… I wondered why Ty always looks at you in a awkward and ashamed why since a few days,” he says, “now at least that question is answered,” he adds with a grin.
“This is so fucking embarrassing,” Tyrone whines, shooting his de-aged dad a dirty look, the ten-year-old lowering his head.
“s-sorry…,” he mumbles quietly.
“Tyrone,” Jeff says, “I get it why you feel embarrassed, no one wants to get caught while… “experimenting” with him- or herself. But there is no reason to be mad at dad, it was an accident and he apologized, so, just let it go”.
“Easy for you to say, Jeff,” Tyrone growls, still mad and blushing, “YOU haven’t been caught doing… IT!”
Jeff looks at his dad, “well…,” he says, “dad caught me in a situation that was worse than what he caught you doing”.
Tyrone looks between Jeff and his 10-year-old dad, “what is he talking about?”
Mike hesitates, looking up at Jeff, who simply grins, shrugging, “go ahead, Mikey,” he says, “I think it’s only fair if Tyrone knows, since I know HIS most embarrassing secret”.
“Stop calling me “Mikey”, I always hated that nickname,” the 10-year-old grumbles.
Jeff grins, “why? It’s cute and it suits you… Mikey!”
Mike shoots Jeff a dirty look, he then lets out a sigh, “now I know what Tyrone has to go through,” he mumbles, “you really ARE a mean “big brother”, Jeff!”
“Finally he understands,” Tyrone says sarcastically.
“What? I’m just teasing,” Jeff says, “can’t I have a little fun?”
“NO,” both Tyrone and Mike say, looking at each other in surprise, their eyes wide.
Jeff chuckles, “fiiiiine… I promise to try and be a little less teasing”.
Tyrone snorts, “as IF you’d be able to do that,” he says, then turns to Mike, “so, what did you catch Jeff doing that is so embarrassing?”
“When he was in your age,” Mike begins, “I caught him using one of your mother’s… um… “toys”!”
Tyrone tilts his head, “what do you…,” his eyes then widen and he looks up at Jeff, “WHY?”
Jeff just chuckles and shrugs, “I was just curious and wanted to know why mom always made those “noises” when playing with her “toys”,” he says.
“You really are a fucking perv,” Tyrone says.
“Tyrone… language… no swearing,” Mike says.
Tyrone looks at the ten-year-old, he then grins, “you can’t tell me what I can and can’t do… kid,” he says.
Mike frowns, “I may be 10… but I’m still your dad!”
Tyrone scoffs, then grins up at Jeff, “I dunno,” he says, “all I can see is a little and cute 10-year-old kid. What about you Jeff?”
Jeff grins back, “I agree, Ty,” he says, “why don’t we show him who has the saying around here now?”
Tyrone’s grin widens, staring at his dad, “I like that idea,” he says.
Mike looks between his two sons, starting to feel nervous and begins backing away, “wh-what are you two planning?”
Both Jeff and Tyrone just grin as they begin walking towards the little boy, Mike continues to back away, until his back bumps into a wall, the two taller boys grin at each other, “tickle attack,” Jeff asks.
“Tickle attack,” Tyrone says.
“Don’t you d… AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA,” Mike squeals as both Jeff and Tyrone begin tickling the 10-year-old, “C-CUT IT… HAHAHAHA… OUT!”
Jeff and Tyrone laugh, “haha… nope,” they say.
“Not until you admit defeat,” Tyrone adds.
Mike laughs hard, tears begin rolling down his face, as he slides down the wall, both Jeff and Tyrone continue to tickle the little boy who is thrashing around on the floor, “ST-STOP… PL-PLEASE,” he squeals, “I… I’M GONNA… PEE MYSELF!”
“Say you submit and we’ll stop,” Jeff says.
“HAHAHA… OKAY… OKAY,” Mike says, “Y-YOU WIN! NOW… HAHAHA… CUT IT… OUT!”
Jeff and Tyrone stop tickling their dad, both sitting cross legged and grinning at the panting boy, “see? Wasn’t to hard, was it,” Tyrone asks.
“Y-you two… meanies,” Mike pants, slowly sitting up himself.
Tyrone turns to Jeff, “so… how did this happen,” he asks, “how did dad end up as a 10-year-old?”
Jeff explains what had happened, Tyrone’s eyes widen, turning to look at Jeff’s computer, “if I weren’t convinced,” he says, “I’d think you’d be pulling one of your stupid jokes, Jeff!”
Jeff grins, “oh… believe it,” he says.
“Oh, I do,” Tyrone says, “honestly… I’d like to try something with the program”.
Jeff shrugs, “I think it would be only fair to let you have a go, Ty,” he says, “but don’t do anything to crazy, it’s not a toy, you can see what it can do”.
They get to their feet and walk to Jeff’s computer, Tyrone sitting down on the chair, “I promise, I won’t do anything stupid,” he says, “so, how does this work?”
“First you scan yourself,” Jeff says, “then you can either decide to edit your stats, like Mikey here did,” the teen yelps when Mike kicks him.
“I told you to stop calling me that,” Mike says.
“Oh, shush,” Jeff says, “I’m calling you how I like, so get used to it, Mikey!”
Mike opens his mouth, but closes it, crossing his arms, frowning as he lets out a grumble.
Jeff chuckles, ruffling the boy’s hair, “it’s a cute name for a cute kid,” he says.
Mike slaps Jeff’s hand away, “cut it out, Jeff,” he grumbles.
“Can I do anything else,” Tyrone then asks.
“Yep,” Jeff says, “if you want to transform into something, like a toy, animal, anthro,… you just open the tab that says “transformations” and choose the category you want, and once you found the transformation you’d like to undergo, you select it, then link it with your file and make some adjustments, then all you need to do is to confirm the settings and the magic can begin”.
“Cool,” Tyrone says.
“So, what have you got in mind, Ty,” Jeff asks.
Tyrone grins, “you’ll see,” he says, “I want to keep it a surprise!”
“Okay, then me and Mikey will sit on my bed,” Jeff says, “just remember what I have said”.
“Yeah, yeah,” Tyrone says, “I’ll be careful!”