Max was speechless. He couldn't wrap his mind around himself being
attached to his little brother. He desperately tried to stand up, but
all his attempts ended in failure. He could only move his side, the
right side, of their body, but he kept on trying regardless.
Kyle moaned, "Max, what are you doing? That hurts." Kyle squinted at
his brother. Kyle's eyes suddenly grew in astonishment. "Is that you
Max? Your face looks...different." Kyle instinctively lifted his left
hand to his own face. It too felt strange. "What happened to my face?"
He was still oblivious to the fact that he and his brother were
sharing a body from the necks down.
Max was lost for words. "Uh...Kyle...uh...I..don't think...that our
faces...uh...are our least worries." Max's gaze turned to their body.
Kyle followed his brother's gaze. "W-what...No...this can't..." was
all Kyle managed to say.