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[formerfratboy]

Nick should have known there was something really fishy going on when he woke up and really really really really had to pee.  Like, stop the world I'm going to explode sort of potty emergency.

He groaned, annoyed that his bladder seemed to revert back to a child-like state overnight somehow.  

And when he groaned, he realized there was something really, really wrong.

Maybe he was getting sick, he thought, as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and went to get up...

Only instead of feet smacking on solid floor, his feet hit air, which he understood only as he propelled himself off of the bed and landed on the floor with a great, resounding thud.

"What the fuck?" he squeaked, looking down at himself and noticing that he was definitely, definitely not himself.

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Greg rolled over and grabbed his pillow to throw it at Nick, just to get him to shut up. He cracked one eye and didn't see Nick at all. He saw...

"Nick?" he asked, pushing himself up. He wasn't going to make the same mistake as when he'd een The Hot Chick.

Not that he was gonna...

Ok, vomiting a litle, now.

"You're a...kid!"

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Nick sputtered on the floor, arms flapping, legs flailing, and generally a big ball of crazy.

"What the hell? What the hell?" Nick balled his little hands up into fists and just... well, he really wanted to go sit in a corner and pout. "Why am I a kid? What the hell did I do?"

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He tried not to laugh. Really. Except it was fucking funny how Nick was freaking out. He'd slept through Greg's initial flipping shit when he'd woken up with tits.

"You..." he started, snickering an burying his face just as he broke into a loud laugh.

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He finally righted himself, or at least tucked his legs under his body and folded his arms over his chest. "Ah, man, don't laugh at me, it's so not funny."

He somehow reverted to pre-pubescent. This totally wasn't funny.

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He stopped laughing and looked up, grinning wide. "Hey, man, you're the one having a tantrum. You know, it could be a ton worse."

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"I am not having a tantrum," he said defiantly, even though in the back of his head, he totally knew he was. "I'm just annoyed. Because I'm a freaking kid. It couldn't possibly be any worse."

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For as smart as he was, sometimes he just didn't think things through.

"You could be a chick," he offered.

Oh, shit.

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Nick scowled even more. "Yeah, I could," he said, "and then I could do some stupid and reckess stuff to screw with someone's whole, like, like, sense of self or something."

He sighed. "Oh, goddamn, I'm a kid, and I'm an angry kid." Just great.