Richard Ayoade's Disenchantmentplace

Chapter 9

Everyone was sleeping on the Griffon while they were high up in the sky. Y/n was the first one to wake up.

Y/n: Yeesh, I should be a lot more careful up here. Don't want to fall off.

Bean began to wake up as well.

Bean:(Gasps) It is so weird to wake up on a back of a flying griffin and remember evening from the night before.

Y/n: Sometimes it would be best for you not to remember things consider that there could be something that you might regret and it'll haunt you for the rest of your life.

Luci:You mortal nerds sleep good? We're almost home.

Bean: Woo-hoo! back in dreamland! This eternity pendant or vial it's whatever you call it is gonna be my get-out-of-jail-free card for, like, ever. I can do whatever I want. I'm totally gonna get those bangs.

Y/n: That is where I'm gonna have to disagree with you. You're gonna eventually do something really terrible and get tossed in jail and have your head put on a pike. I just know something like that is gonna have to you. So you can't do anything you want.

Bean: You just have to ruin everything do you?

Y/n: Yeah, ruining things for other people is my jam.

Luci: (to Y/n) I gotta say, Y/n, you're really good at it.

Y/n: (bowing) Why, thank you, Luci. I try my best.

Bean: (rolling her eyes) Oh, please. You two are like a couple of old ladies gossiping at the market.

Y/n: (clutching his chest) I'm hurt, Bean. I never thought you'd compare me to an old lady.

Bean: (laughing) Oh, come on, Y/n. You know I didn't mean it like that.

Y/n: (pouting) Fine. But I'm still hurt.

As they walked through the castle gates, they noticed a group of people gathered around the fountain.

Bean: (to Y/n) What's going on over there?

Y/n: (shrugging) I don't know. Let's go check it out.

As they approached the fountain, they saw a man standing in the center, his arms outstretched.

Man: (to the crowd) Behold! I am the great and powerful Zoltan! I can grant you any wish you desire!

Bean: (to Y/n) Oh, please. This guy's a fraud.

Y/n: (to Bean) I don't know, Bean. He seems pretty convincing.

Bean: (rolling her eyes) Convincing? He's probably just some con artist trying to swindle people out of their money.

Just then, a woman stepped forward from the crowd.

Woman: (to Zoltan) I wish for a million gold coins!

Zoltan: (smiling) Your wish is my command!

He snapped his fingers, and a pile of gold coins appeared at the woman's feet.

The crowd gasped in amazement.

Bean: (to Y/n) Well, I'll be damned. He actually did it.

Y/n: (scratching his chin) I guess he's the real deal.

Bean: (sarcastically) Oh, come on, Y/n. Don't tell me you're falling for this.

Y/n: (shrugging) I don't know, Bean. There's something about him that seems... magical.

Bean: (shaking her head) You're hopeless.

And so, Y/n and Bean continued on their way, leaving Zoltan and his magic show behind. But as they walked, Y/n couldn't help but wonder if there was more to Zoltan than met the eye.