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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 1:22:04 GMT -4
"I hope you learn your lesson, Jake" she said softly as her glowing hand tapped your head, causing a shiver of tingles to run down your spine as the blue aurora pulsed through your body.
The room started to spin a bit, and it was getting bigger, for sure.
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Post by slykid on Dec 19, 2008 1:33:43 GMT -4
As the room kept on spinning, I knew childhood awaited me. Just like Veronica, I started regressing fast. Muscles, toned face, height, features that set me apart from being a kid, were disappearing. When I reached 10, now a child, I took notice that my body was really scrawny and no one would take me seriously.
When the regressions ended, both Veronica and I were our new respective ages. I was a seven year old boy, with a cute face, clothes that hanged on me, and button nose. My sister was a three year old toddler. Her body covered in baby-fat, looking more cute than cool, and her shirt barely covering her naked body.
"Jake, go to Sam's room and get changed. I made your bedroom's into one. You both have a bunk bed and things to share. I am going to take Veronica and get her changed" My Mom said, picking up Veronica and carrying her to her toddlerfied room.
I stared up at my now gargatuan brother who looked menacing from my point of view.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 1:51:31 GMT -4
"Hiya Jake!" He said, a smile on his face. Hopefully it was a good smile...you thought with a gulp.
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Post by slykid on Dec 19, 2008 2:06:36 GMT -4
"Hey Sammy" I say back, trying to be friendly to my new big bro
"Sam actually, little bro. And don't you forget it" He says back, with a chuckle
"Right, Sam. I am going to go to our room and change" I say, trying to get out of the conversation as fast as possible. Now with Sam almost double me height, I had to watch out. I guess this is what Mom was talking about, not being in control.
I walk into my new bedroom, or me and Sam's bedroom. First thing I saw was a bunk bed, and I was guessing that through the spaceship sheets on the lower bunk, and the pattern sheets on the top, I was on the bottom bunk. The other side of the room was seperated into two sections. One was obviously my side, because it was now decorated with action figures and cartoon character posters. The other side was Sam's, which even though he just started Middle School, looked more adult than my side.
I quickly shed of my large clothes and started changing into an more age-apporpriate attire. I didn't bother looking at my body, already knowing there was nothing adult about it. I slipped on a blue t-shirt, shorts, and Bat-man underwear (Which Mom put their because she knew Bat-Man was my favorite super-hero).
Once I finished changing, Sam quickly entered the room and noticed I was on his side of the room.
"Get on your side of the room, twerp" He said
Even though I knew he was bigger than me, my ego couldn't handle it. "Your not the boss of me!" I yelled, sounding like a little brother.
That wasn't the best thing to say as Sam looked pretty irked.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 2:08:44 GMT -4
"I could be!" he said smirking. "I am just as good at Age Magic as you, mom said so." he said. "Do you want to find out, little bro?" he said wagging his finger at you.
"...well, do ya?" he added, sounding like a middle school Clint Eastwood.
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Post by slykid on Dec 19, 2008 2:14:19 GMT -4
I could see the blue aura around his finger, and I knew he meant business. I never knew my brother could be so menacing, or powerful. I was to scared to become even younger, so I just conceded.
"No, Big bro. Your the boss" I say, trying to smile
"I know I am bro. But I don't think you know how powerful I am. Want to play a game?" He says, chuckling. "Want to play a game?" he said again, really pushing his Clint Eastwood impression.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 2:37:30 GMT -4
"It's fun, I promise...just...ask me what it is?" He smiles.
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Post by slykid on Dec 19, 2008 2:47:45 GMT -4
Now I was getting really scared, Sam is trying to regress my age through a game, and their is no way out of it.
"Okay, what's the game?" I asked, sounding like a tortured little brother
"Well, since your regressed for the weekend, why don't we have fun with this? Since I am older, I can do whatever I want, even things I am not allowed to. Everytime you try to squeel on me, I regress you one year? Then you'll see how much it sucks being the little brother." He said, showing his anger
Man, my brother had a personal vendetta against me. But what could I do, I was small and weak.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 3:05:12 GMT -4
"Sound like a plan?" I say, and you kind of squeak a bit, not responding.
"I said, sound like a plan" he said, making sure to smack you hard across the bottom.
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Post by slykid on Dec 19, 2008 3:13:23 GMT -4
"Yes...Big Bro" I say as I look up terrified at what was happening.
"Good" Sams says, pleased with his work
"Boys, dinner's ready" Mom yells from downstairs
"Let's go, little bro" Sam says, pushing me out the door. Everytime he said "little bro", it made me want to puke.
As we went down the stairs, I took notice of weird it is to be at kid's point of view. Everything is bigger. It's definitely humbling.
As Sam and I sat down at the table, I noticed Veronica across from me in her booster seat. She was already in a pink sundress, and from what I could tell, a Pull-Up. Bob, our Dad, silent while reading his paper, just nodded to Sam and I. He was already aware of the situation thanks to Mom.
Soon, Mom put a roast on the table, and we all started to eat. I had never felt more awkward in my life, and I knew it would get worse because Sam was planning something to get me in trouble.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 3:17:07 GMT -4
"Crap" your mom said "I forgot the casserole" she got up, went over to the oven, and took it out, and then started bringing it over to the table. Using a clever manevuer, Sam tripped her, sending the Casserole dish flying, spattering it your father's face.
"Oh my god" Sam said "Why would you do that, Jake!"
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Post by slykid on Dec 19, 2008 3:24:59 GMT -4
I couldn't believe it, Sam just made Mom trip and blame it on me. I didn't know what to do as my childish emotions started controlling me.
"I didn't do anything Sam! I didn't trip you Mom!" I scream, defending myself.
"ENOUGH!" My Dad yells, comanding power. "Now, who really did this boys?" he asked calmly.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 3:27:10 GMT -4
Sam shoots you a look, and it's either blame him, and get a year off, or take the blame yourself, and face the wrath of your parents. You look at your dad...
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Post by slykid on Dec 19, 2008 3:29:44 GMT -4
Even though I was afraid of my brother, nothing was worse than my parents wrath. I had to tell on my brother.
"Sam tripped Mommy. He's is trying to put the blame on me." I said to my Dad, hoping truth would prevail.
As I said those words, Sam shot me a glare of death...
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Dec 19, 2008 3:32:05 GMT -4
Your father could see the truth in your eyes. "Jake is telling the truth. Sam...Go to your room, now. We'll discuss punishment later..."
You gulped...this wouldn't be pleasant...but it's for the best.
"The Casserole is Delicious, honey" Your father said, attempting to make a joke of the situation...it didn't seem to ease your mind.
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