This choice: David tries out some new special suppliments for his workouts • Go Back...Chapter #3A new supplement for workouts. by: Unknown "Hands off, pipsquack!" David ordered as he walked into the kitchen.
He had changed out of his football uniform and was now wearing a light blue tank top and shorts. Tyler gasped, letting go of the small glass bottle that contained unknown liquid on reflex. It fell to the floor, but David caught it just in time before it made contact and broke. Breathing a sigh of relief, he held it tightly in his claws and fixed his younger brother with an angry frown. Tyler shrunk back, clearly intimidated.
There were times that his pride would have granted him some extra courage, especially if his elder brother was acting with injustice, but Tyler knew that he wasn't suppose to touch David's things, and he nearly broke it that the larger drake probably bought with hard earned money, so David had a reasonable reason to be crossed with him.
"Don't touch my stuff, man," David warned him with a growl.
"I-I'm sorry," Tyler apologized, "I was just curious, that's all."
David knew that he should just drop the confrontation he had with Tyler and forget about it, but he decided to press on, for he was curious. Usually his brother didn't care about the workout supplements his brother brought home, being small and thin person he was.
"What do you mean that you were just curious?" David asked.
"Well," Tyler began, "I saw the warning label."
He pointed to the bottle, and David looked at it, realizing just now that it really did have a warning label. It shouldn't surprise him, for anything that had words written on it, small, closely typed and without pictures, David tended to avoid. He never like reading. That was his brother's profession.
"It says you can suspect some nasty side effects when you use it," Tyler continued, his toned turning accusingly, "It also said that it's not approved by any medical board. David, where did you get that? That stuff is legal, isn't it?"
The larger drake grit his teeth in annoyance. Dam Tyler! He always was the smart one, having the ability to identify things easily. Yes, the stuff wasn't legal. David had to buy it off at some shady website. It promised to built mass in a short amount of time by injecting it into the bloodstream.
David really needed it, for Fang, one of his teammates and rivals, were busy stealing his spotlight away. The drake wasn't going to allow that brute to walk away with his popularity and everything soft female figure he came across. Fang didn't deserve it!
David didn't care about the side effects. The only thing that mattered was that the product could make him bigger.
"Of course it is," David lied, "Leave me alone and stop bugging me."
And with that said he stomped off, leaving a very concerned Tyler behind.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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