"Who should we give this give to first?" Dustin's right head. Dustin's left head threw a head cock at the door to their house.
"Mom and Dad?" Dustin's right said to this.
"You know it." His left answered. They entered their house and their dad was sitting there reading the paper.
"Hello, boys." He said. Damn, well, we may have to work for it, they thought.
"So, Ty's got eight heads?" Dustin asked a rather obvious question, knowing his father would belive this a silly question.
"Dustin-" He said, his head splitting into two fluidly.
"-you know he has 16 heads." Mark's right head continued. Mission successful.
"16?" The left head shouted but the right chimed in quickly.
"I mean, 16, as always." Mark didn't think anything of this.
"Hey, Dad? Where is Mom?" Dustin's left head said.
"She's in the kitchen, I think." Mark's left head said. The Dustin's walked into their kitchen and saw their mother washing dishes.
"How's my little two headed boy?" Their mom said cutely. They simply giggled.
"Hey Mom." Dustin's right said, smiling.
"When do you think you'll measure up to your brother in head count, Dustin?" June said, and her head divided just like her husband's had.
"I mean he has 16. You have a measely two." She said with her left.
"Oh, I don't know, Mom. One of these days, I'll just wake up with a few extra passengers." Dustin's left said. June smiled and Dustin thought of what to do next.
"Let's let Jaden in on the fun." Dustin's right said. They pulled out their cellphone and dialed their friend's number. It rang a few and then, he answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, its Dustin."
"Oh hey, Dustin-" They could hear a faint splitting noise over the phone, letting them know it worked.
"-Wanna hang out somewhere?" Jaden continued. Dustin agreed but they didn't know where they wanted to go.