As he had figured after what had just happened and his new appearance, Brandons room was now Jons. The room appeared slightly different than it had before, for a start it looked like they had just moved in as they were still living out of boxes and there was a lack of baseball memento's that Brandon had before.
Jon sat down on the edge of his bed confused and dejected, he now looked like he could be his friends twin, no son, he corrected himself, his friend since childhood was now his dad and he didn't seem to think anything was out of the ordinary. Jon wanted to go and see his family, though he knew they would probably think he was mental or something, 'No, I have to figure this out' he thought to himself.
He walked over to the mirror on his closet door and examined his appearance. He was definetly not as muscular and athletic as Brandon had been and this new version of Jon was probably more slender than he had been as Jon Gibson. He also recalled Brandons family all being quite dark haired, the blond hair and smaller frame must come from his mother he assumed, whoever she is.
Just then someone startled him from his thought.
"Maybe you're the mommy, maybe I am or it could be someone else", little Stacey said with that creepy grin, "Hi new big brother, told you we'd play house".
Outside Karen approached the house, wanting to greet the new neighbors, she noticed earlier when passing that they had a boy her age.
Jon and Stacey heard a knock at the front door "Oh goody someone else wants to play house and if you're all really good I may just let you play dollies. Now who is going to be who in this family?" she laughed as she went to answer the door.
