Brendan grabbed all the things from the table and sat down next to Simon. He passed him the Old Spice Deodorant. "Put this on. All
over." he instructed.
Simon rubbed the gel deodorant all over his body, except on his head. Where hair was incapable of growing before, blonde hair gew in.
Next, Brendan handed Simon the AXE. Simon put it on without hesitation. His muscles bulked up some, becoming similar, but smaller,
than that of Brendan's physique.
"Hold still." instructed Brendan, as he applied shaving cream to where the goatee would be if Simon could grow facial hair. Almost
instantly, Simon had a blonde goatee, the same as Brendans. "Now for some cologne.." said Brendan. He sprayed the stuff on Simon.
Simon bulked up again. His body size matched Brendan's completely now.
Brendan grabbed the razor and plugged it in. "You're going to get a crew cut, just like me." said Brendan.
Brendan began to shave Simon's head completely. When he had finished, small blond hairs poked their way out from Simon's head.
They arranged themselves the way the hairs were on Brendan's head.
"Now, Simon, can you hear me?" asked Brendan.
"Perfectly...."
"Simon, you will listen to everything I say, and become what I tell you, OK?"
"Yes...." said Simon. His voice was dull, you could tell he had no control.
"Who are you?"
"Simon..."
"Simon? I think you're confused. Your name is Brandon." said Brendan.
"Yes... that seems right..."
"Do you know who I am?" asked Brendan.
"Brendan Starr... on the football team..."
"Yes, but I know you closer than that. Brandon Starr, you are my identical twin brother."
"I remember now..." mumbled Brandon.
"What do you like to do?"
"I like math and science.." started Brandon, but Brendan interrupted him.
"No, you hate those things. You like to play football. You're the quarterback on our school's team."
"Yes... me... the quarterback."
"And you aren't shy. Sure, you aren't smart, but you're confident and outgoing. Just because you grunt a lot and you don't like to use big
words doesn't mean you can't be social.
Brendan grabbed a uniform and jersey with no name on it and handed it to Brandon.
Brandon put it on. The number 57 appeared on it, as well as a C for captain. Starr became written across the back.
"Now, Brandon, when I snap my fingers, the whole world, including you, will think this has been forever the case. You have always been
Brandon Starr."
Brendan snapped his fingers.