Or Else What?

“Oh yeah!” said Michael, striking a pose, “Who’s the big brother with the big muscles now, huh!?”

“Mikey, stop it!” whined Matthew, his voice sounding much more childish than he had intended it to, “Please? Give me my body back or else – or else –”

“Or else what, little guy?” Michael chuckled, “You’ll tell Mom and Dad? Don’t you think they’ve gotten a little tired of your ‘fantasy’ about us swapping bodies all the time? They haven’t believed you once, bro. They think you’re just a little kid with an over-active imagination.”

Matthew sat down, defeated. He knew that Michael had a point. Nobody would believe him. He had to do exactly what Michael said and just pretend to be his little brother again until whenever Michael decided to swap back.

“That’s what I thought,” said Michael with a sneer, “Now why don’t you go up to my room and watch cartoons or somethin’. And when Mom and Dad get home, tell ‘em I probably won’t be home until late tonight. I don’t think they’ll mind since I’m the big kid now!”