This choice: He stands back up...and is as tall as you! • Go Back...Chapter #4He stands back up...and is as tall as you! by: scriptboy   "What's the matter, Justin?" Alex said, as he gave you a confused look.
Here you were, seventeen years old and almost six feet tall, locked up in your gigantic house behind all the closed doors and windows and your parents weren't home. To make matters even worse, you were looking your little, twelve-year-old brother Alex straight in the face! Even though he was supposed to be five years younger than you, he was exactly your height! What the heck was going on here?
"Alex! You... You're huge!" you exclaimed.
"What are you talking about, Justin?" he replied calmly, like there wasn't anything unusual about him being the same height as you.
"Look at yourself! You're just as tall as I am!"
Alex just shrugged.
"So?"
"What do you mean, 'So?'" you said angrily. "You're freaking five years younger than me, dude!"
"So what? I've always been kinda on the big side! Jeez Justin, chill out!" Alex said as he rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna watch some TV man, you're freaking me out!"
"Alex! Help me get the key! Don't you wanna get outta here?" you shouted at him.
"Why? This is our house! I'm comfortable here! I want to watch TV! Why don't you just go to your room and chillax!"
You just stood there with your jaw open wide. You shook your head and marched off to your bedroom, where everything looked the same except for the fact that everything was indeed twice as big as it was before: your desk was higher and bigger and wider than before; your bed was much bigger than it was earlier, your dresser was huge and your closet was much taller and wider. Luckily, however, when you opened the closet, all your clothes were still there and your shoes were still on the floor. Strangely enough, all your clothes were still made to fit your size. So, why did it seem like everything else had gotten bigger? Something didn't seem right. The house truly was the same house as yours, but everything had grown except you. However, something weird appeared to be going on with your little brother, and he didn't seem to think it was weird that he was becoming bigger and bigger.
You just crawled on your big bed and lay down for awhile. For some strange reason, Alex was in no hurry at all to get out of the house and he seemed to be perfectly happy to stay here. Not only that, he seemed to just fall in love with the giant flatscreen TV set in the living room, which you never had before. Where did that come from and how did it get in the house?
Finally, you just dozed off and took a short nap. When you woke up, your throat was dry and your stomach was growling. You got up and realized that everything was still big in your room, so you quietly walked back to the living room where Alex was still watching the giant flatscreen TV. He lay on the couch and he had covered himself with a blanket, so you couldn't notice anything different about him at first. When you walked to the kitchen, you opened the giant fridge and you got out the carton of milk and you grabbed a glass out of the cupboard that you were barely able to reach.
"Hey... Do you want something to eat or to drink?" you asked your little bro.
"Yeah! I'm starving!"
Alex got up and walked over to you. You didn't see him at first because he was standing behind you. When you turned around, you were startled when you were looking him straight in the chest.
"WHOOAA!!" you screamed, as you looked at his pectorals.
"Dang it Justin! It's only ME!" Alex yelled back, looking down at you.
There you were, looking UP at Alex, your twelve-year-old brother, who was now at least eight inches taller than you!
"ALEX! What the heck! What.... You... You GREW!!!!"
Alex just let out a deep sigh as he rolled his eyes.
"Here we go again..." he groaned. "Can you pass me the milk, Justin? I'm REALLY thirsty over here!"
You passed him the glass, practically trembling with fear as you looked up to your giant brother. Goodness, he was BIG. He was at least 6 foot 8 inches tall, but he still looked exactly the same as before. He still looked like a twelve year-old boy, but much BIGGER.
"Let's find something to eat, okay?" he said. "I'm starving!"
You just stared at him, looking up, with your jaw open wide. You could just imagine how much food he could consume.
"S-s-sure, Alex..." you replied, as you turned around and opened the fridge.
You decided to make the both of you some sandwiches. Dinner with your new, giant-size brother would be very interesting, to say the least...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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