"Okay," Zack and Max smiled. They both wore identically devious
smiles.
Zack turned his head to face Max's. "Since Mark and I spent an entire
day together, I think we should too. If my team wins, then you have to
stay conjoined to me until tomorrow at this time."
"Ha...I think I am going to make it a little more interesting. If my
team wins, then you and I have to be one-headed until the same time tomorrow." Max fired back.
Neither Mark nor Luke liked that idea. "Guys," Mark complained, "I
didn't exactly mean for you to stay conjoined. I thought we could
switch it up a little with the bets."
Max and Zack turned toward Mark. In unison they replied, "Well, you
said have said something before. Its too late now."
"Whatever," Luke replied, "Four can play at that game." Luke turned to
face Mark. "I'm rooting for my Dad's team, so it my team wins then we
have to be conjoined at...at...at the arm. We will have to share one
arm for the entire day."
Mark lifted an eyebrow. "An arm?"
"Well...no one has done it before." Luke insisted.
"O-kay, well if my team wins, then we have to...be conjoined at the
head."
"One-headed?"
"Nope" Mark pointed to the crown of his head.
"What?" Luke complained.
"Yes, thats what I bet. If you don't like it; you better hope you
win." Mark smiled.
Everyone then turned to Ethan and Scott.