"What the hell are we going to do?" Luke asked both Mark and Max but really more to himself. This was something out of a nightmare. He had become a two-headed boy, a veritable freak. At least he was in this predicament with one of his closest friends, instead of some stranger. He could only imagine how Mark or hell, even Max must be feeling right now. Mark was stuck to the side of another person and it was pretty much Luke's fault, even though he didn't know that the shirt would literally conjoin them like some sort of sick magic trick. Max was equally devastated, quite upset that he and Mark were no longer identical to one another. All of their emotions were wild and uncontrolled in the moment.
"We just need to breathe." Mark replied, trying to remain calm.
"Just breathe? Mark, we're a fucking fre-" The both of them started to choke, clawing at their own throats for air. It subsided.
"When I said to breathe, I was being serious. I feared that our two halves might not sync up immediately." Mark said, pretty knowledgeable with science.
"Thanks, Brainiac." Luke said, smirking. It was the first bit of happiness he'd felt in the past 5 minutes. Unfortunately, the two of them couldn't breathe again.
"Guys! Breathe!" Max said, moving closer to them. Luke's room was actually quite messy and Max wasn't watching where he was going. He tripped over a shoe and fell right onto the conjoined boys.
"Good going, Max!" Mark said, able to breathe again. Max tried to get up but for some reason, he couldn't. His chest felt much heavier for some reason.
"Guys, I can't get up. Something's wrong, I think." He said worriedly. Suddenly, all of the boys started to shake. They could feel their skin squirming as a new transformation was occurring. Max began to sink into Mark and Luke's body.
"No, no, no! Get off, get off! Stop!" Everybody was shouting. A smooshing sound could be heard as Max was forcibly fused into their body. Luke's head pushed over closer to Mark's momentarily as Max's was situated on the other side of Luke's. They watched in horror as their faces and new body changed in the mirror. Two new arms sprouted under their original pair and their waste elongated slightly. As if by magic, their shorts sprouted a third leg, making them into a tripod. After Max's insertion, they now all looked identical. They were quite literally conjoined identical triplets.