I smiled and looked down on my new creation, my new plaything, my new pet! Yes, pet!
"Okay, now I think you need a name, I can't keep calling you Joe, Christine, Brian and Mike, after all you only have one body. Let's see, Harry Potter's 3 headed dog was called fluffy. And the Munster's dragon was called Spot. I think I'll call you, Rover!"
"Rover?" the quartet of reduced heroes gasped in unison.
"Yes, Rover, and it's time to pay fetch. If you're really good, and earn my gratitude, I may let you guys grow up. Think you can earn my gratitude, Rover? We'll start with something simple, okay? Fetch!" and I threw a stick about 100 feet down the road.
Rover turned its four heads to face each other, and shrugged. "What choice have we got?" asked the female head. The beast bounded down the path after the stick, muttering under its breath, "right rear, left front..."