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Michael and Gavin got off of work pretty late. They walked outside into the cool air, outside dark and the stars shining bright in the sky.
“Fuck,” Michael sighed, closing his eyes. “I’m so tired. I can’t believe it took that long to edit a fucking Let’s Play.”
Gavin nodded in agreement. “I just want to sleep.”
“Tell me about it,” Michael replied, looking up at the stars as they walked. “These stars are a little bright, don’t you think?”
Gavin looked up too, squinting. “Yeah, they sure are. I wonder why?” He shrugs and looks back ahead of him.
“Dunno,” Michael frowns and looks back ahead of him too.
They walk in silence, when Gavin starts talking again. “What were you like as a child?”
Michael stops walking and looks at Gavin. Gavin stopped walking and turned around, confused. “What?” He asks, wondering why Michael stopped.
“You wonder what I was like as a child?” Michael asked for reassurance and Gavin nodded.
“Yeah! I mean, if being angry and full of rage is how you are today, were you like that as a kid?” Gavin replied, giving reason.
Michael glared at Gavin, then started walking again. “…Well, I didn’t look any different.”
“Well, I know that. I saw a picture of you when you were just a little donut.” Gavin chuckled. “You look practically the same.”
Michael raised his eyebrow at Gavin, then continued talking. “I always helped my Mom a lot around the house. I was really close to my brother I guess, too.” Michael shrugged. “Mom still talks about how nice I used to be and how ‘cute’ I was.” Michael frowned.
“Really?” Gavin asked, sounding a little surprised. “I wouldn’t have expected that, from a younger you.”
“Gee, thanks.” Michael said sarcastically and chuckled. “So, yeah. It was a little different to say the least. I don’t know what happened over the years that made me turn out like this, but you know.” He shrugged.
Gavin sighed. “Man, I wish I could have seen you as a child.” He looked up at the sky, and noticed a shooting star. “Oh, Michael! Look!” He pointed at the sky.
“Oh, Mi-cool! Look!” Michael imitated Gavin and looked up at the sky, and hummed. “Well, that sure is a shooting star. Why don’t you make a wish, dork?”
Gavin nudged Michael’s side. “I don’t believe in those kinds of things.” Gavin sighed. “I had too much hope as a kid, so now it’s all ruined for me.”
“Pft, you probably were a lost cause as a fucking child.” Michael replied, holding back laughter.
“..Hey!” Gavin sounded offended.
Finally, they reached home and parted ways, saying their goodbyes.
Little did they know about what had just happened that night, leaving them a big surprise for the next morning.
So, when Michael woke up that next morning, he stretched. He felt a little odd—his body felt kind of stiff. But, sometimes that happens, so he didn’t think twice of it. He sat up in bed, eyes half shut, and swung his legs over the edge of his bed. As he went to stand up, he fell—flat on his face.
“Fuck!” He screamed, rubbing his nose. “I thought I…” He started to say, but froze immediately when he heard his voice. “What the fuck?” He got up from the ground and ran to the mirror—his legs feeling a little more odd this time around. When he stood in front of the mirror, he nearly had a heart attack.
Michael was no longer the 25 year old that he was the night before.
He was suddenly a five year old. His boxers were huge on him—how he managed to keep them up as he fell off and ran, he didn’t know. His hands were small and clammy—his feet as big as a computer mouse. He looked at himself in the mirror, too much in shock to even do anything about it.
His phone started to ring.
He turned around quickly and ran to his nightstand, but realized that he couldn’t reach it. He hopped up onto his bed and reached his hand over to his ringing cellphone, and answered it.
“Gavin?!” Michael exclaimed, running his small hand through his hair.
“Michael!” A high-pitched voice replied. “Michael, it appears as if I’m a seven year old again!”
He sounded much too happy and excited about it. Suddenly, Gavin stopped talking. The phone was being fumbled around for a minute.
“Michael?” Geoff asked on the other end. Gavin whined on the other end.
“Hey! Geoff, that’s my phone! Give it back, you donut!”
“Geoff!” Michael exclaimed.” Oh my God, what is happening?”
“I should be asking you that,” Geoff replied, chuckling. “Gavin just woke up today and when we walked out into the kitchen, he was standing on a chair and pouring himself a bowl of cereal—as if this was a normal happening. I’m confused as dicks, Michael.” Geoff sighed.
“I guess we just…stay like this?” Michael said, unsure. “There’s nothing that we can do about it.”
Then, the phone fumbled around again. “Michael! I know what happened!” Gavin screamed into the phone. He sounded like he was struggling—he was probably pushing Geoff away so he could explain.
“What happened?” Michael asked, wondering what the conclusion that Gavin came up with could be. It was probably something stupid that would make no sense.
“Remember last night when we were walking home?” Gavin asked. Michael gave a little hum, and Gavin continued. “I said that I wish I could see you when you were younger. Well, right as I said that, a shooting star went across the sky.”
“Fuck you, Gavin.” Michael groaned. “I thought you didn’t believe in that stuff?”
“I don’t! Well, I didn’t!” Gavin replied, trying to get his point across. “What I’m saying is that when I said it, the star was shooting across the sky. That’s the only thing I can link it to, because I’m pretty sure we didn’t eat any kind of science experiment.”
Michael leaned back on his bed, staring at his ceiling. “If that is true, then how long will we have to stay like this?” Michael asked.
“Bloody hell if I know,” Gavin replied, huffing. “I’m not even sure if that’s the reason, but like I said—that’s the only thing I can recall.”
Michael nodded, looking at the mirror again. He saw himself lying on the bed—and it was odd, seeing him as a young one again.
“Michael?” Gavin asked when Michael hadn’t talked for a while.
“Huh?” He sighed. “Sorry.”
“Hey, can I come over?” Gavin giggled. “I’ll get to see you as a little kid, then!”
Michael blushed, nearly choking. “Um…I guess.”
“Hey, Geoff!” Gavin asked, distant on the phone. “Can you take me to Michael’s?”
Michael heard Geoff on the other end. “I think I’ll have to bring him over here, Gavin. There’s no way that he can live on his own like that.”
“Oh, top!” Gavin exclaimed. “Michael! We can have a sleep over!”
Michael smiled, shaking his head.
Today was an odd one, more or less. Michael didn’t even know if he liked it, but the way that Gavin sounded just now was somewhat comforting.
“Hey, Geoff is coming to pick you up now!” Gavin exclaimed—he sounded as if he was out of breath. He normally became out of breath when he was excited because he starts to jump around. Then, Geoff took the phone away from Gavin again.
“You’re going to need new clothes, so I’m taking you and Gavin to a clothing store after I pick you up.” Geoff said, keys jangling in the distance. “So when I get there, make sure that you’re at least ready to leave right away. I don’t want any one to notice you or anything, because a whole fucking controversy would start.”
“All right,” Michael got up from his bed. “I’ll see you soon, then.”
“All right, bye.” And Geoff hung up the phone.
Michael walked to the mirror again, looking himself up and down.
“What the fuck,” he muttered, still in shock.
“Gavin, this is all your fucking fault.”