Wishes do come true...

by Chopin

Part1

There was a fumbling of keys, then the door swung open. Sendoh dragged himself into the apartment. Hooking his leg around the door, he pushed it shut. With a sigh, he whipped out a remote controller and punched a few buttons.

"Welcome back home, Akira. There are no visitors today. 27 messages logged on. " A robotic voice reported. Electricity hummed through the house, lighting it up. A whirling click was heard soon after, followed by static noises.

"Sendoh, this is Koshino. Just to remind you about the basketball practice later. Don't be late. Coach is pissed enough already."

Sendoh went to the kitchen and grabbed a chilled beer from the fridge. Plunging himself onto the living room couch, he sprawled tiredly across.

"Koshino again, there is a change to... Koshino here....Koshino...Ko..."

Sendoh rolled his eyes, most of his telephone messages were left by Koshino. Why, might as well he buy one specially for Koshino. He snorted and was about to switch off the message box, and nurse his beer when a motherly femimine voice came through.

"Akira dear, Mum here. Where are you the whole day? Been trying to get you. I've a matter of extreme importance to discuss with you. The number is 06-125-8758748. Got it? *Muck*"

"End of messages. Today is 16-08-20XX. 2300 hours. Have a nice day." There was a click and the apartment plunged into silence. Sendoh recited the number, memorizing it by hard. Due to the fact that he was simply too lazy not to mention exhausted to cover 7 meters to get a pen.

Sendoh Akira,20 was currently studying his second year at Meiou University. At 1.92 m tall, he towered over most of the undergrads and was a main source of jealous directed to. At least for the male half of the University population. Charmed by his refined good looks, the girls go gaga a over him, resulting in many broken hearts and crushed crushes.

Due to unknown reasons, he chose to major in Accountancy and planned to obtain Honors. His close friends were puzzled and shocked by this "unlike him" decision. All, and I mean all, had expected him to choose Physical Education, since Sendoh was a basketball pro and his interest lies mainly there. Sendoh refused to explain his action and avoided questions, putting on his famous, "HAHA, I won't tell!" look.

He lived alone, as his parents were constantly away on overseas business trips, to manage their long chain of < Sen > stores. Not that Sendoh mind. Being the independent sort, he enjoyed the freedom and was generally happy with the living arrangement. Though, he felt the occasional twinges of longing for his parents' pampering. His only sibling was touring around the world, finding inspiration to feed his artistically inclined geniustic mind.

Sendoh snatched the phone piece from the wall, his curiosity piqued by the mysterious matter of "extreme importance". 06-125-8758748. His slender finger danced on the number pad. The phone rang three times and was answered by a sweet voice.

"Hello! Due to a system crash, Goddess help line is temporarily shut down for a span of time. Your call is being redirected to another extension. We apologise sincerely for the inconvenience." There was a beep and the phone was picked up immediately.

"Good evening, W4U help line. A representative will be sent to fulfill your request shortly."

"Huh?" Sendoh stared at the engaged phone, blinking. "Weird. Probably pressed the wrong number." Shrugging his shoulders, he was about to try again, when the can of beer in his hand started to vibrate violently.

"AHH!" Sendoh screamed, throwing the can as far away as possible across the room. "It can move! Ghost! Monster! Mummy, help?"

Defying all laws of nature that state that a non-living thing cannot move on its own without external force, the can shook itself with a vengeance. The can began to increase its size, expanding itself, till the opener stood rigid with pressure. Unable to take the amount of atmospheric pressure, the can burst open, spilling its contents on the once spotlessly clean floor. The spilled liquid swirled around, twisting into twin tornadoes. There was a tremendous burst of light and lo and behold, two figures appeared. Their features hidden by the shadows.

Sendoh gaped, his mind shifted to high gear as it tried to grasp the concept that two persons sprout out of a beer. Unable to accept, the mind overrided and crashed. The world started to spin at dizzying speeds, mixing into a beautiful spectrum of colours before collapsing into darkness. Dimly, he heard a furious voice yelling, " Damn, all the theatrics wasted!"

 

 

 

End Part 1

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