What the...

Place: The Boys' (Zodar's) Room in the BB house
Time: The morning after.
Who: The BB crew
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It was a morning like any other in the Big Brother house.
That's what Chris thought, anyway. The night was... interesting to
say the least. The amount of alcohol consumed that night would have
been on par with the daily consumption of alcohol in Parrott's.
And not a drop went Zodar's direction.
Zodar sat up and with his eyes closed, ran his fingers through his
hair. They unexpectedly collided with a hat of some sort.
"Since when do I wear a hat to bed? Oh well..."
He looked out the door. The other three were out in the lounge room.
They looked like they had a good time last night, but Zodar couldn't
remember most of it, he'd gone to bed early.
"Damn. I must have been tired..." Zodar said as he wearily got up.
His skin felt almost perfect after the shock, in fact he felt great.
"That blue stuff really did the trick, I feel better than ever..."
...And then Chris looked at his arm.
"Um... that... uh… isn't my arm. Or my hand."
Chris's mind raced... "You don't know that. It could be a dream.
That's right, it's all a dream. In a moment, you'll wake up and
you'll be your old 17-year-old self. Go on... Pinch yourself."
Chris pinched himself. He was really awake.
This was really happening.
He started to hyperventilate. It can be considered extremely
stressful when you wake up with an arm that doesn't appear to be
yours hanging off your shoulder.
Then again, the shoulder looked just as creepy.
Chris screamed. His voice was a touch lower.
"Oh no. I can't have..."
Chris edged along to the mirror.
Outside the room, Alota glanced into the room.
"Ah, Tara..."
"Yes?"
"How old is Zodar?"
"About 16 to 17 years old, why?"
"Well, the guy in there is in his 20's..."
The three ran too the door just as Chris reached the mirror.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" They all screamed...
"What the hell happened to you?!!!" Yelled Alota
"AS IF I'D KNOW!!!" Came Zodar's reply as he realised he was wearing
makeup. He started rubbing it off to get a better look at his face.
Somehow, overnight, he'd aged a few years. Three to be precise.
"Perhaps it was that ointment..." said Tara
"Wow. Do you think?" Chris said bluntly.
"I guess under the right conditions something like this could happen.
But it never has. So how could I have known?"
"Well how do you reverse it?!" Yelled Zodar, who was jumping around
the room in a panic.
"I don't know if you can... We'll see after Big Brother. Maybe it'll
wear off..."
"I think the main thing now is to remain calm. Relax. Hey, that's my
hat, by the way." Said Katrina.
Zodar took a deep breath in. "Ooooookaaaaaay... I'm not stressed. Ok,
I'm ok... I'm ok..."
Chris calmed down and sat down on his bed.
"This really hasn't been your week." Said Alota
Ooc:
So, is Zodar's new age of 20 a keeper?
Will the effect wear off?
Will Zodar be stuck like this?
Is this a stupid idea?
It's up to you three for now...