Jack smiled as he walked out of the bathroom, forest green towel around his waist. Jon had actually left him some hot water today, so it was a good morning. His smile grew into a grin as he heard music coming from Jon's bedroom. Scratch that. It was a great morning.
Jon's loud music used to drive Jack crazy every morning, but that was back when it was heavy metal, not whatever bubble gum pop song he was listening to now.
He laughed as he passed by Jon's wide open door to see his older brother, dancing and singing along in nothing but his tighty whities.
It had been what? 2? 3 weeks of hypnosis and he had turned his brother from an asshole who wore boxer briefs and bullied him to a dork who wore tighty whities and had the music tastes of a preteen girl. What could he do to him next, he wondered.