Time resumed for Robert, as he ate the cereal that had hovered in front of his face for the last few minutes. A large shadow soon approached him from behind, blocking out the light from the light fixture above. Robert didn't panic. He already knew who it was. And what she was about to do.

"Hello, Amanda," he said flatly, taking another bite of cereal. He didn't even bother to turn around. "Look, just do whatever you're going to do, then leave me alone, okay? I'm about to leave for school."

Amanda peered down at her formerly imposing younger brother. He looked like a little kid compared to her now. She was really going to enjoy this.

"So," she said, bending forward, placing both of her hands on the table on either side of Robert, slightly flexing her humongous arms. "When are you going to trade in that frail-ass body for something more...appealing?"

"If I could, I would," he replied, taking another bite of food, hoping Amanda would just go away. "But I can't. We both know you got the better genetics."

Amanda sighed happily. "Yeah. I did, didn't I?" Without warning, she grabbed Robert by the back of his pants and lifted him off his chair. She held him aloft in front of her, her arm fully extended, while Robert's arms and legs flailed helplessly in the air.

"Put...me...down," he pleaded, as he tried to reach for the hand that was holding him up.

Amanda giggled as she held him. "God," she thought. "Robert's really light. He doesn't weigh more than a few pounds to me now. Just how strong am I?"

She turned Robert around, so the two were face to face. Amanda grinned confidently, lightly squeezing one of her brother's arms with two fingers, easily wrapping her thumb and forefinger around it. "THIS is what an arm is supposed to look like." She let go of Robert's arm and flexed, watching as the muscles swelled before her brother's face, eventually becoming larger than his entire head.

Robert just hung there, his mouth open. No matter how may times he saw it, he was still amazed his sister was so big.

"Amanda!" Stacy said, as she walked back into the kitchen. "You put your brother down now!" The 17 year old shrugged her shoulders and put Robert back on the floor. He stood up to his full height and Amanda was shocked at how short he was. He barely came up to the middle of her thick neck now. Robert glared at her momentarily, before sitting down and finishing his breakfast.

"Amanda," their mother said, as she poured herself another cup of coffee. "Just because you're a lot bigger than your brother, that doesn't mean you have to treat him like that."

"I know, mom," Amanda replied, looking down at her brother. "I'm sorry, Robert." He nodded his head, not bothering to acknowledge either woman in the room.

"Well," the 17 year old continued. "I'm off to school." She grabbed her car keys off the kitchen counter and headed for the door.

"Oh, wait, Amanda," Stacy said, rushing over to her. "Take your brother with you. You two go to the same school, anyway."

Amanda sighed, not really wanting to take Robert with her. "Hey, Robert? You want to come with me?"