Day2 of the Simulation:
The sun rose, the birds chirped, and a cool breeze blew on a wonderful spring morning. Well, aside from the awful droning of Jay's bedside alarm clock. It was 6:30. Time to get ready for school.
Jay sat up and stretched... and noticed something was a little off. Some of the trophies in his room seemed new to him. No, that wasn't right. He'd just won them last year. Didn't he? Yes... that was right.
Jay switched his alarm off and stroked his stubbly chin. He needed a shave. He picked his way through his messy room and went down the hall toward the bathroom. Along the way, he bumped into his dad, Simon, who gave him a quizzical look before shaking it off. Jay briefly wondered if something was up, but figured his dad just hadn't had his morning coffee.
Jay stepped into the bathroom, grabbed his electric razor, looked into the mirror and stopped dead.
His hair. He didn't remember it being so... receded. He felt his upper forehead where he swore he had hair before. He checked the back of his head and (thank goodness) he still had hair back there. No bald spot. His receded hairline wasn't a huge deal, but you could tell he would soon be following be following in his father and his grandfather's footsteps. They both started going bald before they graduated high school.
Speaking of which... when Jay thought about it he remembered himself as being 18 years old, when he swore he had to of been 17 just the night before. But that didn't...
Suddenly Jay remembered the command he'd given the Chronivac the previous night. He had made it so he (and possibly his family) would age five years within a day. When had he entered the command? Around midnight? Doing some quick calculations in his head, Jay figured that he would age a little over a year every five hours. Which meant... by next midnight he would be 22 years old!
Jay considered briefly going back and undoing the command... but then figured that it wouldn't hurt to see this through at least one day. He looked down to examine what other changes he had undergone overnight.
All-in-all, not too much changed in the one year progression. His muscles stood out a little more and his body and facial hair seemed to he filling in. The same could be said for his stomach. Though he remembered altering things so he and his father had been exercising together, they had dropped their routine the past few months. His family's hereditary gut seemed to be trying to make a comeback. Thankfully, it wasn't very obvious yet.
A knocking on the door jerked Jay out of his examinations.
"You okay in there, son?" It was Simon.
"Yeah, dad," Jay replied.
"Is he fussing with his hair again?" That was Bryan, his grandfather. "Tell him he might as well accept it now. It's in his blood and there's nothing he can do about it. If he's really that concerned, he can shave it all off like you did. Sissy..."
"Dad!" said Simon, annoyed.
Jay opened the bathroom door. "Alright, alright, I'm coming out. Jeez."
He saw the family stomach had definitely come back on his father, now that he had a good look.
"Don't let him bother you, son," said Simon. "Oh, and do you think you can get yourself to school on time?"
Jay suddenly remembered he drove to school now. "Er... yeah."
"Good. It's gonna be a busy day at the garage, so your grandfather and I need to get there early."
Jay followed his dad into the kitchen. Simon grabbed a couple brown paper sacks and a thermos and headed for the door.
"C'mon, Dad!" Simon called. "See you tonight, son!"
"I'm coming! Keep your pants on!" Bryan called back. He pointed at Jay as he stepped out the door. "You be good now."
The door closed and Simon suddenly found himself alone in the house.