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20 year old Jason William Highmore is met with an fatal car accident which leaves him with multiple organ failure and brain damage.
Meanwhile Richard James Chipper...
So Tripp helped me get dressed and It was kinda embarrassing to wear a pull-up but do I get to have a choice ?
I was no longer 20 year old young man who was going to get accepted at MIT , Jason Highmore was phyisically dead for the world.
I don't think anyone would belive that I am 20 year old guy stuck inside body of a 4 year old toddler.
Dr Rizz wasn't that bad he seemed quite nice and I felt a fatherly aura surrounding him and I already got an impression that Emma was really loving and caring mother.
I think Tripp is good brother.
" - What are you thinking ? " Tripp asked looking down at me.
" Nothing " I said.
" Don't stress that little noogie of yours Skippo , I am glad your fine " Tripp said ruffling my hair.
" Hey ! don't do that " I said.
" Jeez fine Mr Grumpy pants " Tripp said.
" Hey boys ! All paperwork is done , come on let's head home " Emma said picking me up.
" - Em- I mean Mommy , I can walk you know " I said.
" I know you can walk silly but you have been In hospital for quite a few days sweetie and I just want want to make sure that you don't stress yourself " Emma said and we reached for the car.
" Hey Em's I got a early day off so I can spend some time with my family , my fellow colleague will take over my shift for today " Richard said.
" That's great ! " Tripp said.
" So Tripp I heard you got selected for your Highschool Soccer team ? " Richard asked looking at Tripp.
" Oh yes I did Dad ! " Tripp said.
" Oh that's awesome Tripp , I am really proud of you " Richard said.
" - Alright boys we can talk after we get home but now hop in the car " Emma said putting me down.
I noticed a ' Paw Patrol ' child car seat in the back seat.
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No way I was going to sit In it.
" - Dr Rizz " I tugged on Richards pants.
" Jason don't call me Dr Rizz , If Emma or Tripp hears you we will be in trouble " Richard said.
" I an sorry but I don't want to sit in a car seat ! " I said.
" Jason , your in a 4 year old body and according to law you need to sit in car seat , it's for your own safety " Richard said.
" NO ! " I said stomping my feet.
" What's going on ? " Emma asked.
" Nothing Em's , Skip just doesn't want to get in his car seat " Richard said.
" Sweetheart why don't you want to sit in the car seat " Emma asked.
" - Because I am too old for it !! " I said.
Oh sh*t !!
" What does that mean ? Skip honey I thought you liked your Paw Patrol car seat " Emma said.
" Mom is it just me or you think Skip is acting a little bit weird " Tripp said.
" Em's I am pretty much sure Skip is just tired , he had been on pretty good medicines for a few days and it's normal for being grumpy " Richard explained.
" Alright you get Skip strapped In his seat - " Emma said.
" Skipper be a good boy and stop fussing about car seat " Richard said.
" - but Daddy ! - " I said.
I hate calling the person I just met few hours ago ' daddy ' even If he gave me a new life.
Wait ? Does that mean he has become some what a father for giving me a second life.
" - No butts Skip , we need to get going home but If you are good I will take you to get your favourite Ice-cream " Richard said.
" Really ? " I asked.
" Yep " Richard said and I nodded , Richard got me strapped Into car seat and we began to drive.
I was really bored so Emma handed me tablet playing Paw Patrol.
" - I need to Infrom Skip's preschool that we would be sending him from Monday " Emma said.
Preschool !?? I have to go to a damn preschool.
From getting accepted to MIT to going back straight back to preschool , my situation can't get any worse
Just great !
I panicked and Richard quickly noticed It.
" - Emma summer vacation's are starting In a about 3 weeks , I don't think we should send Skip back to preschool , I think we should give him a break " Richard said.
" Richard I can't believe I am hearing this from you , If Skip doesn't finishes his preschool he won't get into 1st grade " Emma said.
" Emma Skip is only 4 years old and I think to enter 1st grade he atlest needs to be 6 years old " Richard argued.
" Richard my baby boy is really smart , he outsmarts most of kids his age at Pre-K , so I think getting him in 1st grade won't be a bad idea , isn't that right sweetheart , your mommy's little Einstein " Emma said.
Haha ! you have no idea how smart I am , I got accepted at MIT but guess you won't belive it If I say.
" Still he needs to wear diapers at bedtime and wet his pants at school " Tripp said and I blushed.
" Tripp I don't appreciate you making fun of your little brother , If I hear you say another word we might have serious conversation in my office once we get home , do you get it ? " Richard asked.
" - Yes sir " Tripp said.
Haha!! that serves you !!!
" Bit*h " I said and realized I might have said it a bit loudly and Skip looked at me with wide eyes.
Oh no...
He heard it..
" MOM !! Skip just swore " Tripp said.
" What !? " Emma asked.
" Mom he just said Bit*h " Tripp said pointing at me and I quickly pulled my innocent little kid facade.
" - No I did not ! , bubba why are you lying ?? " I said.
" Mom he is lying !! I heard it clearly - " Tripp said.
" - Tripp I know you are upset that Skip gets all attention most of time but sweetheart he is just 4 years old and I expect you to teach your brother good things , lying is not a good thing " Emma said.
" Fine ! If you don't want to believe me , I know exactly what he said " Tripp said.
" We are almost getting home " Richard said.
" I know what you said Skippo , I am gonna prove to Mom that her perfect little angel isn't always an angel that she thinks " Tripp said whispering at me.
Yeah buckoo you can do whatever you want , I am still smarter and older than you.
To Be Continued......
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