This choice: Your little bro is 10 years old • Go Back...Chapter #4Your little bro is 10 years old by: Unknown Drake was mostly an average ten-year old. He made an effort to keep in shape and enjoyed skateboarding, so he was athletic and slim, but that was still fairly average. He had dirty blond hair that he wore in a shaggy skater cut, and blue eyes. Since it was summer he wore a pair of blue plaid cargo shorts, belted with a cloth belt the end of which hung down, and a dark green and white sleeveless shirt. He was playing on his computer and texting his friends when he heard someone come into his room. He turned around to see his older brother Matthew holding some kind of gatorade, of course Drake had long since learned that anything his brother had was not at all what it seemed.
Matt was only sixteen, but he was a genius. While Drake felt he leaned more towards athletics, he knew his brother was smart with a capital 's'. Drake was working his way through fifth grade, but when Matt was ten he was being accepted into MIT for a number of science fields. It was helpful to have such a smart brother, Drake found he never had to worry about having trouble with homework, Matt was more than willing to help him. In return Drake agreed to not tamper with some of the things Matt made unless given permission, and always offered himself as a test subject. But the things Matt made were awesome. One time he'd brought home a laser pen whose laser could actually be used to light fires as well. Though Drake had also almost singed off friend Carson's eyebrows with that one.
This time Matt was coming to him with a bottle of juice, or something. "Hey D, what'cha doin?" Matt asked.
"Uh... chillin' mostly," Drake replied, "What's that?"
"It's a sort of suped up power drink that I think, based on the gem I used to make it, will... well it's most likely going to do nothing at all except taste really good, but I'm hoping it might give people superhuman strength, speed and so on."
"So... you want me to drink something that might make me a superhero?" Drake asked, not able to shake the feeling that his brother was holding something back.
"Yeah basically."
"Sure, I'll drink it," Drake said, taking the bottle. He didn't mind being a guinea pig, Matt would never give him something potentially harmful.
Drake downed the drink in a couple gulps, he was feeling thirsty. Almost instantly he felt like his body exploded with power, and his mind explode across the universe. He couldn't even express himself correctly as he felt every single bit of knowledge in existence fill his mind. All of Matt's intelligence seemed trivial to him now, it was amazing. And he felt like his mind and body was everywhere, like he could be anywhere, anyone and anything he imagined. He knew that he'd become an infinite cosmic being, and he also knew that this was the intended effect of Matt's drink. "Shit..." Drake muttered, "That's some drink."
"It worked didn't it?" Matt asked.
"Oh yeah, I'm like a living Cosmic Cube," Drake replied, "That stone you made it with is the Cosmic Gem. Apparently creating a serum out of it was never considered by any previous owners."
"So it was the Cosmic Gem," Matt replied.
"And you gave it to me instead of drinking it yourself?" Drake asked, he knew exactly what Matt was going to say, and why he did it, but wanted to let Matt answer.
"Yeah. You've done a lot to help me further my research and so I thought that this would be the best reward. Why get you one thing when you now have everything?"
Drake smiled, his brother was awesome. "Well I guess it's time to try it out," he said.
Immediately his arms began to swell with muscle, as did his legs and torso, and really his entire body. He kept it going until he was as muscular as he could be without becoming bulky, and was the definition of lean and athletic. He'd grown his clothes with him, and he briefly flexed a bicep and watched it ball up, then flexing his abs and grinning broadly. "So awesome," he replied, "Superhero builds rock! And I'm still not too heavy to skateboard."
Next he altered his face a little, he considered himself cute already, but the time he was done with his touch-ups he was downright adorable. From his now golden blond hair to his bright blue eyes, to his evenly tanned skin, to his brilliant white teeth. "Now to order of business three," he added, and in the blink of an eye his brother had the same build as himself, "There you go. I know being only sixteen in college can be troublesome, so I gave you a little help."
"Thanks dude," Matt said, admiring his new physique.
Now with all the home stuff done Drake decided to focus on changes...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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