This choice: Ray finds Mike perfectly healthy and starts projecting just how big Mike will be • Go Back...Chapter #7Ray finds Mike perfectly healthy and starts pro... by: Big Boy   Ray started by taking Mike's blood pressure. As he wrapped the velcro around Mike's arm, his brother flexed it, causing it to push apart slightly. "Stop that." Ray said as he shot Mike a glare.
"Just having a little fun with this." Mike said.
Ray kept his stern gaze on Mike for a second longer before breaking off and continuing the task at hand. It was bad enough that Mike got the formula, but now his brother was rubbing it in. He was sorely tempted to call off the whole thing and let whatever bad things happen to him...but Ray wasn't that heartless, and Mike was still his little brother, despite what Mike said.
Ray took Mike's blood pressure and heart rate and found them both normal, which was a good sign. Taking out a stethoscope, he pressed it against Mike's chest to hear his heart. Mike gasped and his sizeable chest pushed back.
"Hey!" Ray snapped.
"Sorry, that thing is cold!" Mike said, fidgeting in his seat and rubbing the spot the stethoscope touched. "This is why I hate physicals, everything is so cold and...and technical! I don't get anything you're doing as you poke me with all sorts of stuff."
"I'm checking your heart to see if it's healthy or not." He said, rubbing the end of the stethoscope with his shirt to warm it up a bit. "Now hold still while I listen to it."
"Ok, just hurry up will you?" Mike rubbed his arms trying to warm himself up. "I'd probably die from pneumonia before you figure out I'm perfectly healthy."
"Don't tempt me." Ray said and pressed the stethoscope on Mike's chest again. He heard Mike's heart beat loud and clear, with no sign of strain to it whatsoever.
From there Ray performed other tests on Mike. His brother's heart and lungs were working fine, and there was no sign of any abnormalities. When Ray asked for a blood sample, though, Mike backed off.
"Whoa whoa, you didn't say anything about needles!" Mike said.
"Oh don't be such a baby, I'm just going to take a few drops." He said.
"I don't care, I did NOT agree to getting stabbed!" Mike took another step back.
Ray considered his options on how to deal with this. He could try and force Mike back, but that never really worked in the past considering that Mike always overpowered him. He could try threatening him, but he had nothing to threaten him with. Bribing was also out the window for the same reason. But, perhaps if he manipulated...
"Ok, fine, I guess I found something wrong with you after all." Ray said.
"What? What is it?" Mike asked, a tone of panic hinted in his voice.
"Apparently the bigger you are, the more chicken you become." Ray told him.
Immediately Mike's face turned red. "You...you're just making fun of me!"
"It's true, it's called a reversal of emotional size syndrome. The bigger you become, the more afraid you are of stuff, like say a tiny needle like this." He held it up. "After all, would a big, strong guy really be afraid of something as small as getting his blood drawn? No, because normally they're a lot tougher than that, and you're just a bag of marshmallows."
"Oh, I'll show you!" Mike walked up to Ray and thrust his arm out. "Go ahead and take your damn blood!"
Ray smiled and took the blood sample. Mike flinched very slightly when the needle pierced his skin and had his eyes shut the entire time, despite his show of trying to be brave. It wasn't until Ray put a bandaid on him that Mike finally relaxed.
"Ok, we're done, you can put your shirt back on." Ray told him.
"Finally!" Mike said, grabbing Ray's old shirt and pulling it onto himself. Ray noticed how much tighter it was on Mike than it ever did on himself, but pushed his irritation to the back of his mind. From what he had gathered so far, Mike was indeed perfectly healthy. He'd have to analyze the blood sample later to be sure, but for now it looked like Mike wasn't in any immediate danger. For now he'll just calculate Mike's rate of growth to see how big Mike would get. If Mike grew several inches in just one night, just how big would Mike become?
Ray began to crunch numbers, calculating Mike's rate of growth. If Mike's growth continued at the same rate of five inches a day, then in one week he'd be almost three feet taller! But that wasn't including the fact that Mike was going to enter puberty, nor the fact that his stimulant had not completely stabilized. Those factors Ray would have to wait and see before he could get a more accurate measure. But, if Mike was to grow continuously at 5 inches a day, 3 feet a week, then within a year he would be 160 feet tall! Ray gulped at the thought of a 160 foot tall brother. He already felt small among the seniors at high school, but he'd be downright microscopic compared to Mike!
"Well?" Mike asked from his seat next to Ray. "Have you figured out something yet?"
Ray looked over at Mike, who was peering at the numbers he had scribbled down. The look in his eyes told Ray that Mike didn't understand at all what the numbers meant, which was probably a good thing. Ray didn't want to let him know just how big he was going to get at the moment, Mike's ego was big enough as it is.
"There are too many unpredictable variables for me to make an accurate estimate right now." Ray said. Well, technically he didn't lie, but he didn't tell him the whole truth either.
"So are you going to tell me why I'm suddenly as tall as you are, or am I going to have to wrestle it out of you?" Mike asked.
Ray looked at Mike silently, then sighed. "I might as well tell you...That drink you took from the freezer was actually a stimulant for the pituitary gland, which would-"
"In English please?" Mike cut him off and rolled his eyes.
"Fine. It's formula I spent a lot of time on meant to make you grow bigger." Ray summed it all up in one sentence.
"You actually made something like that? That's awesome!" Mike said.
"Yes, until you drank it." Ray said.
"Yea, but...oh." Realization dawned on Mike's face. "Oh, so you wanted...and that's why...oh..."
"Yes, that's why I was so upset with you when you drank it." Ray said. "And it wasn't completely stabilized when you took it, so who knows how big you'll grow?"
"Well, as sorry as I am that I took it from you, I gotta say it sounds pretty awesome!" Mike said, excitement growing on his face. "I mean, now I get to be the biggest guy in school! Just wait until they get a load of me when I tower above them all! I'd probably be able to take on the entire football team by myself!"
Ray felt annoyed that his brother wasn't showing any remorse for stealing his precious formula from him, but there wasn't anything either of them could do. For now, he'd just have to observe Mike and see what comes out of it.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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