Lois Lane and Clark Kent were sitting on two chairs in the small room in the hospital, looking on at the boy with red, curly hair who was lying down on the big hospital bed. Jimmy Olsen had been unconscious for about three hours when he finally began to open his eyes, followed by a loud groan.
“Uhhhh… My head hurts! What the hell happened?” he moaned, as he turned his head and looked around the room. “Where am I?”
“You’re in the hospital right now, Jimmy! You were at the chemical plant, and one of the machines had zapped you with some chemical beam of radiation or something and it knocked you out! We don’t know what happened, but the doctor had checked you out!” Clark explained.
“Ohh man… My camera! Have you seen my camera?” Jimmy wondered.
“It’s right here, Jimmy! Don’t you worry about that right now! Just get well!” Lois said.
“Well, now that he’s awake, I guess I’ll head back to the office. It sounds like he’ll be okay!” Clark said to Lois. Clark then said goodbye and left the room while Lois stayed behind.
“I… Uhh… I need to get the pictures back to the Daily Planet for the paper tomorrow…” Jimmy said.
“Hey! You listen here, Jimmy! You were exposed to some sort of radiation! You’re going home and you’re going to stay home tomorrow and get a day’s worth of rest! Is that understood?” Lois said in a stern tone of voice.
“Oh Miss Lane! I feel fine!” Jimmy replied. “I can’t wait to get out of here!”
“Well, I’m taking you home as soon as the doctor says you’re okay!” she replied.
Just then the doctor arrived, carrying several papers and a few x-rays in his hand.
“Well, seems like Mr. Olsen here got zapped by some weird device! He’s been exposed to high levels of zeta and epsilon kappa radiation!”
“Uhh… What’s that mean, doctor?” Lois asked him.
“We don’t know! It’s an unusual combination and we’ve never had anyone experience any level of exposure to this type of radiation before! So, I will release Mr. Olsen, but as soon as he sees or feels anything funny or unusual, I want to report that to me right away!” the doctor instructed.
“I will, doctor! Other than that, I’m feeling fine!” Jimmy responded. “Honest! I want to go home!”
“All your vital signs are good. I don’t see anything wrong with him. You’re free to go!” the doctor said, as he handed Jimmy a plastic bag containing his clothes.
Jimmy hopped out of bed, removed his hospital gown, and put on his clothes. Then, Lois walked him over to the front desk, where he filled out some papers. From there, they went to the parking garage and got in the car, and Lois too him home.
Luckily for him, he only lived ten minutes from the hospital so he was home in no time at all. As soon as Lois had dropped him off, he changed clothes, he fed Alvin, his black cat, and he turned on his TV. He was starving and no wonder since he hadn’t eaten.
Jimmy put on a comfortable t-shirt and shorts, and he sat down on his couch. He basically got the day off, as well as the following day, on doctor’s orders. He got zapped with unknown quantities of a strange combination of radiation, and he could experience unexpected side-effects from it. But, truth be known, he really wasn’t worried since he was feeling great.
He ate a ham and cheese sandwich with a glass of milk. He ate everything, since he was so hungry. When he was done, he felt very tired, so he turned off the TV set and crawled in bed.
Several hours later, he woke up, feeling very constricted by his shirt. In fact, his t-shirt had gotten very tight around his chest and shoulders. It was as if his shirt had suddenly shrunk in the wash!
“Uhhh man… I thought this shirt was rather big on me? It’s killing me!” he groaned, as he turned on his back while lying on his bed.
Jimmy also noticed that his chest and arms felt a little heavier. That was strange! What was going on here? His shirt sleeves were killing him. He had to get this shirt off of him!
Jimmy raised up his arms and stretched them out when suddenly his sleeves tore! Both ends!
RRRRRRIIIPPPPPPP!!!
His biceps tore holes in both sleeves of his t-shirt!
Then he rolled around on his stomach and pushed down on his bed, using his hands, while flexing his pectorals. This strained his shirt even more, causing the front of the shirt to rip from the collar down the middle as well!
RRRRRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!
“Oh crap! I just tore my shirt to shreds!” he gasped.
Jimmy reached down and practically ripped the rest of the thin, cotton shirt off his back with his bare hands!
Then, he got off his bed and examined his reflection in the mirror. His pectorals had expanded a bit, his biceps were bigger, and his abdominal muscles had gained some definition. He now had lats under his arms and his quads were beginning to grow thicker and wider. He realized that he had started to gain some muscle overnight!
“What the heck? Where did that muscle come from?” he wondered out loud.
Was it pure coincidence? Or could it have anything to do with the accident in the plant? Jimmy was going to stay home the next day and see what happens…
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