After a little thinking, John decided that he would put the collar on his brother, Ocean. Ocean was one year older than John. He had a job at the local post office, and a cute girlfriend. Ocean often teased John about this. John remembered his brother once jokingly say that he should get a dog so that he 'wouldn't be lonely.' John smiled deviously as he walked down the hall to his brother's room. Maybe he would.
John peeked into Ocean's room. Ocean was laying on his bed, wearing only his boxers, fast asleep. John crept over to his brother's sleeping form, slowly inching the collar forward, before slipping it around Ocean's neck.
As John clicked the buckle, Ocean began to stir. John quickly ducked out of the room. Ocean sat up slowly and looked around. Confused, he raised his hand to the collar.
"What the hell?" He said.
John decided that now was a good time to come back through the doorway. He smiled at Ocean, feigning ignorance.
"Hey Ocean." He said.
Ocean looked at John for a moment, then...