Mighty's Book of Oneshots 4

11 (Counter-Clockwise)

Author's Note:

 Aaaa, the continuation of Counter-Clockwise. So far, we have two changed and a few more confirmed. This, despite being a oneshot, will be a decently long one. Oof. Some of the people on my list of clock ages won't be relieved until the person before them changes or when they've been changed already. 

 Also, I've already gotten a few other oneshots already written, but I ain't gonna overwhelm ya'll with them... I'm already overwhelmed as it is with living in the US.... 

 Enjoy.

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Age: 

12: Cub: Monday - back of right hand

11: BigB: Tuesday - cheek

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(One week after 12; but on a Tuesday)

 BigB's POV:

 You don't know how badly you can be in pain until you find yourself leaning against the wall outside your friend's base slowly falling to the ground. 

 I remember this sickly feeling from last week. A Tuesday, just like today, when it happened. I was looking into a huge rumbling that shook the server, and Zee and I traced it to Netty's community museum. 

 From what I found, a giant clock tower had burst through the roof of the center causing rubble to scattered around the snowy ground. Zee and I ended up staring at that thing for who knows how long until Martyn appeared and managed to shake the both of us out of our trances. When I did wake up, I found that an hour had passed, and I had a clock marking on my cheek. 

 Zee, meanwhile, had a clock on his left elbow of all places.

 Both of the clock hands on my mark pointed towards the eleven. Zee's clock pointed towards the ten. So no matter what happened to us, we would both be affected one after the other. 

 Skip to now....

 The pain was more of a numbing feeling now as I forced myself to stand up fully and look up at the door that belonged to Zee. I swiftly hit the door until a voice came from inside.

 " Just a minute!" 

 I let out a small grumble as my hand rested against the door frame as I waited for Zee to stop messing around. My whole body was shaking as the door slowly opened. I looked up at Zee from my hunched over position and looked into his widened eyes. 

 " B-B? Is that you?" Zee questioned as he raised his hand. I gave him a confused look and followed it with a nod, " W-Why wouldn't it be me?" I asked in my now sore voice. Zee slowly took my hand and forced me inside the base with a nervous look; it felt like I was being dragged, which I was, but this still felt way too forceful.

 When we reached Zee's bathroom, he opened the door and motioned towards the mirror. I walked over to the mirror and stared at my reflection. 

 A child. 

 My clothes were still fitting, but they were incredibly loose. I put my hand to my face and frowned. Can't believe that I lost my beard. 

 I looked back at Zee as he crossed his arms. I, in turn, crossed my arms as well, " We should've just told the hermits about the clocktower like Martyn said." I sighed causing Zee to nod, " Yeah... Yeah I know." 

 The two of us left the bathroom and sat down on Zee's couch. I watched as Zee turned his communicator on causing a soft whir of the fan to buzz to life. After a few clicks of a bunch of buttons, Xisuma's confused bee face appeared as a hologram.