The Grateful Son

By PixChick

Mom? Dad? I hate to interrupt your play and snacks, but I have an important announcement to make.

But first, I want to thank you for all you've done. It was your $20,000 investment at my pleading that enabled the professor to complete his age-altering machine. And it was you who proved the machine worked when again at my pleading, you volunteered to test the machine's rejuvenation abilities. The professor learned a lot when the machine overshot your youthening goals, leaving you, Dad, nearly 3-years-old, and Mom 14 months. But the machine's aging process worked perfectly from the start, taking me from age 10 to 21. Of course, I had to take over as head of the family. We had some rough spots as I established my authority -- you were a naughty boy, Dad -- but overall, we had fun!

Well, the professor sold his machine, and our share -- to be administered by me -- is $100 million. But that isn't all the good news!

This is Amy. She agreed to marry me. All blonde, cute and sexy. I see you notice, Dad. But Amy doesn't like kids. To please her, I've arranged for you to live with Aunt Wilma in the inner city. She doesn't have much, but she keeps a clean and orderly house, and knows 1,000 ways to cook cabbage. I might not see you much any more, but I'll think of you often while Amy and I enjoy the things she demands, like a mansion on Maui, a chalet in Switzerland, and a yacht in the Caribbean.

Awwww, how sweet! Tears of happiness!

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