Zack tucked into to his second fast food meal, burgers, chips, chicken and pizza. Cody was just finishing his first, and was sipping his Pepsi Cola.
"All of this after breakfast?" said Cody. "We're overeating"
"Relax" said Zack. "We've got the money to pay, I don't even feel full"
"Me neither" said Cody.
"Then you should get some more"
Cody agreed and brought back more fast food for them to eat.
"We shouldn't be doing this, you know, this is bad for our health"
"No it ain't, I haven't felt a thing" said Zack.
"You won't fit in anything if you keep going your way!" retorted Cody. "Those shorts were brand new, you couldn't even fit into them"
"Oh well, there's plenty of money going round for some new ones. I think they were a pretty tight squeeze on you too, Mr Still-Skinny"
"Hey, Your fattening both of us up here. All that ice-cream, all that junk food, it hasn't done you any good. And unfortunately, a little of what you do is starting to show on me"
Cody lifted his sweater vest to show Zack the unsightly roll of fat he had tried to conceal underneath his baggiest T-shirt. His whole body had plumped up a level, he looked fatter and more sluggish
"It's not my fault you're bigger. You took that job, you should fear the consequences"
"So should you, chubby" said Cody, who took a bite out of his second burger. "I should go on a diet"
"Yeah, eating a burger...what a great way to start" said Zack.
"The best way is by weighing myself first, I'll slow down gradually on the junk. Then I'll go on a diet...after a bowl of ice cream....or some fries...mmmmm...I'm sure I can eat in moderation"
"Let's go to those scales" said Zack.
He threw the rubbish in the bin and took out a few dollars. He inserted it into the machine.
"When did we last weigh ourselves?" said Zack.
"We were at the doctors two months ago" said Cody. "I was one hundred and twenty eight pounds, you were one hundred and thirty six"
"Fine, I'm sure I'll be ok now"
Zack inserted the number sixteen into the machine for his age, followed by his previous weight on 136 pounds. The machine read HEALTHY WEIGHT. He then stepped on. The scales shot to a result instantly - 157 pounds.
"Well, well...twenty one pounds in two months, you probably gained one and a half stone when you started working at Tony's four weeks ago. Man, check what the scale says!"
The words ALMOST OVERWEIGHT were in bright red letters above Zack's reading.
"So what, my extra pounds are part of me now.It'll be gone next cemester. Your turn, Mr Skinny..."
Chuckling, Cody inserted his money and got on the scale. He typed his age, and then his old weight of 128 pounds. The scale read ALMOST UNDERWEIGHT.
"See, I needed to gain a little anyway" smiled Cody, rubbing his gut. The scale went up to....- 143 pounds. Cody gulped nervously and waited for the machine reading. It came as BEYOND HEALTHY WEIGHT.
"Oh...errmmm....I must have taken it a little too far" groaned Cody, stepping off. He raised his shirt again and looked at his gut, concerned. His flat stomach wasn't there anymore, it had become bigger and more noticeable. But while Cody's sweater vest only revealed a trace of his overeating, Zack's T-shirt was under strain. It didn't quite cover him and it showed every pound of his weight gain.
"Not exactly super-fit are you?" said Zack.
"Oh shut up. My extra fifteen pounds are a little more spread out than your whopping twenty one"
"Hey, we've both gained more than a stone" snorted Zack. "If your not careful, you might get bigger!"
"That's never gonna happen. I'm not even gonna try and diet, being beyond healthy weight isn't that bad. I'll be in perfect shape for the swim tryouts for the races the city is having, the grand prize money is $1000"
"Whatever. Come on, let's go to Gradudats"
What happens next?