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Tiny Bytes - 2. Prompt 38: Three Wishes 2.0
"Three wishes?"
"Did I stutter?" Same stupid question. The look on his face, he thinks I'm just a smart ass. He lacks that unfocused delirium that comes from thinking he's struck it rich.
"Anything I want?"
Then again, what do I know. "No, Zach, not anything. I can give you things, not concepts. Oh yeah and don't try to be cute and ask for more wishes, that's been tried."
"Wasn't even a thought." Even if that was true, it doesn't matter, he's gonna ask for the same stuff as everyone else. "Can I think on it?"
Did I hear that right? "What was that?"
"Do I have to use them now? I want to think about what to ask for."
"Do I look like the sales staff at Macy's?" Did he just roll his eyes at me? "No you can't wait. Use em or lose em."
"Can I ask a few questions first?"
Well this is different. "Sorry, but no. You need to make them now."
"Thanks, but no. I'll lose em." Zach turn to leave, but I can't have that.
With a whiff of power, I'm in front of him. "You don't get to pass."
"Yeah, I do." Stepping to his left, he tries to walk around me. "I don't want to play this game."
I let him get three steps, then freeze him in mid-stride. Maybe my wish has come true. Walking behind him, I notice goose bumps as my breathe touches his neck. "You stay like this until you make your wishes."
"What happened to use em or lose em?"
He really doesn't want them. With a thought, I'm in front of him. I shrug, giving him my best smile. The glare says all I need to know; I've pissed him off.
"If that's how it has to be." He closes his eyes for a moment, then opens them, the same annoyed glint present. "I wish my grandmother, Alice Channing, had a new chair that was really comfortable for her. I wish the effects of global warming to be reversed and I wish you'd stop bothering me and go away."
"Those are your wishes?" Nothing for himself?
"Did I stutter?"
"Smart ass." I laughed and his expression softens slightly.
"Look, I played your game." Anger flares back into his face. "Those are my wishes, either give me them or don't."
My head tilts left while I size him up. Very cute, great eyes and a soul that calls to me. Yes, this could be him. My smile splits my face. "Very well."
Two snaps and it's done. I'm about to leave, but I decide to see how this plays out. "You're wishes are granted. I have begun the process of reducing global warming, it'll take a decade or two but that can't be helped. Your grandmother's new chair will be delivered today, with a card that says it's from you."
Fingers still up, I keep my smile trained on him and snap softly. His foot drops and he almost stumbles into me. "And? What about my third wish?"
I raise my eyebrows and shrug. "Already granted. I've stopped bothering you."
"But I said stop bothering me and go away."
Laughing, I get a smile. It was worth the wait. "That would be four wishes."
"Oh, yeah."
"How about you skip school and we go have lunch? My treat." Yes it would be my treat.
"Did you just ask me to go on a date with you?"
Oh yes, that smile is so cute. "I did."
"Okay." He nods grinning wider. "But you only get two more wishes."
Here a link to where you can find the writing prompts - Lugh made me include it. :P
http://www.gayauthors.org/forums/forum/97-writing-prompts/
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