1 week after christmas (Patreon)

The sound of the bus driver's annoying honking outside our house and the crunchy sound of cereal being chewed by me was the only thing that kept us from making this moment a little more awkward than it actually was.

-I'm sorry, dad... you wouldn't have to go to school if I hadn't written that stupid letter…-

As soon as my dad turned around to confront me, at the same time that he finished tying his shoelaces and put the small backpack on his back, I looked down at my huge hairy feet, even though my dad now has my smooth face that hard look in his eyes hadn't lost any effect on me.

-Okay, Jackson, you could have asked for world peace, but I guess a Body Swap with your father was much more important…-

The sarcasm in her childish tone was a little funny, but adorable, a small smile escaped. From my lips covered by a lush beard recently groomed by my father, ever since we woke up on Christmas morning in each other's bodies, he has been teaching me a lot of adult things.

-Sorry about that... I'm just a little nervous about going to your school, the last time I went to your school was when you got punished for pulling that prank on your math teacher, and you got grounded for a whole month-

A huge fist of cereal and popped it into my mouth, some colorful bits of cereal escaped my bite and fell towards the floor, father looked me in the eye again, I sigh as he has done multiple times these days.

-Just… clean the house and don't answer the phone, I'll be home at 4 to help you with dinner, so don't try to turn on the oven, leave your lunch in the microwave and all you have to do is…-

-Dad! ! I know how to microwave, I also know how to drive and light an oven, I'm not a baby, I've been in your body for about a week. I think I can handle being home alone, Jesus I'm like 40 now!-

The Sound behind the door was increasing and the bus driver's patience was fading rapidly

-Hey! You're 36 and... Anyway, just don't burn the house down-

My dad raised one of his short arms to open the door, The lock was much higher than he had calculated, he even jumped a couple of times to try to reach the handle, But it didn't have any kind of success, he couldn't even touch it.

I tucked the cereal box under one of my furry arms, stepped behind him, and simply opened the door. The sound of the bus driver stopped, and my father turned to look at me one last time before walking out the door and beginning his life as an elementary school student.

My father looked up and gave me that look a second time, as I brandished a smirk on my handsome face, placed my huge hand in his blond hair and with a couple of motions ruffled his hairstyle.

-Have a nice day at school, "Son"-

Before he could answer me, the Driver honked his horn one last time, and he had no choice but to use his little legs to run towards the bus. The school bus started to move since he got on it, when the bus had left the front of my house, I closed the door.

This was the first time me and my father had been separated for such a long time since we swapped bodies. This wasn't exactly what I thought when I read my letter to Santa Claus at the mall, but I guess I'm pleased with the outcome now. I'm “spending more time with dad”

It was inevitable that we would break up at some point, he went back to school and…soon I'll be back as office manager of the archives section of the company where dad worked.

I walked to the kitchen and took a can of beer from the sixpack that my father had been keeping in the fridge to get drunk on New Year's, while I walked to the comfortable sofa in the living room, I opened a can of beer and I took a first swallow of the yellow drink.

The taste was bitter, but light. I put the sixpack in front of the coffee table that is in the middle of the sofa and the huge television, With the remote control I turned on the television, I changed a couple of channels until I found the Disney Channel.

I pulled the cereal box out from under one of my arms and dipped my hand into the box until my palm was filled with sugary snacks. As I ate my favorite cereal for breakfast with some beer in front of the television, I began to relax.

I stopped thinking about my dad, work and the only thing that was in my head was the funny and silly characters in the cartoon I was watching, the beer cans began to slowly empty and the mess began to increase.

My movements were clumsy, and it was getting harder and harder for the cereal flakes to stay in my mouth.

-I think… I should spend less time with dad and more having fun as an adult…-

I stretched out my long, hairy legs, let them rest on the coffee table, which caused a low sound of relief to come out of me, I gave him one last sip of my beer can and then throw it on the ground and take a new one.

Likewise, I didn't know if we would have to wait until next Christmas to go back to our original bodies, but I'll enjoy myself while I can, maybe I can try one of the cigarettes that dad keeps in his room, he always looks so cool with one of those in his mouth. , I sure could look just as cool.

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