Chapter #5A red pill by: Unknown Lucas popped the red pill into his mouth. It tasted fruity, like Starbursts or Skittles. He rolled over and snatched Mark's controller before he came back.
"I get to be player one." He almost said something really stupid and shoved the thought away.
"What? No way, I'm the host, so I get the better controller and get to be player one. Plus, you almost broke your car last week. I'm way better at racing than you are." He snatched the controller back and gave him the crappy guest controller.
"Fine," Lucas said. "You know what? I didn't even want it, anyway." He fake-pouted back to his seat and leaned back.
The game started up and Mark selected the game mode with two racers. They both selected their characters. Mark always loved playing the racer with the highest stats in speed, Speedy McDemon, in this game, but Lucas went for Mistress 180, high in acceleration and turning.
A few minutes into the game, Lucas suddenly had second opinions. "Actually," Lucas started, "I don't really want to play this game. What's your sister doing, by the way?"
"What? What do you mean you don't want to play games? That was the point of coming over. And my sister's in her room, probably talking to her friends, why?" Mark looked at Lucas. He was leaning far back on the couch, staring at the ceiling.
"I don't know." Lucas pondered for a moment. He was acting funny, but he didn't know why. "Dude, let's go chill at the mall. I'll drive."
Mark didn't want to go to the mall. He wanted to hang around home, and not move. But before he could respond, Lucas cried out and doubled over. He clutched his stomach and his pants tightened up. "My stomach! It's on fire--I feel like I'm going to explode!"
Mark stood up, shocked. "Whoa! I'm going to go get my dad, stay here!" He quickly left the room.
In a few moments, Lucas's tail bone started extending. His pants were about to rip, so he unzipped it as far as he could, unleashing the growing appendage. It hurt so badly he kept staying in the fetal position, but looked at his new tail. It looked so much different than the rest of his skin, almost like some mad scientist had grafted on a giant pinkish lizard tail on the end of his tailbone. There was no blending in between the scales and his skin.
He poked the tail with his hand, and he could feel the nerves respond to his touch. It was extremely disorienting, but he overcame his shock soon enough. In a few minutes, Mark came running back alone. "My parents aren't home, but I'll call 911, just keep holding on!"
"No, wait--" Lucas began,  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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