The following day, Johnny gets up for work, as usual. But he isn't all lively, which is unusual. He eats breakfast, brushes his teeth, the usual. Yet he forgot to floss, which is by now is really unusual.
"Another lame and boring day at work to get over!" He complained
It was a really long day, he couldn't get his mind off the wasted wish.
"Sir Johnny, I have another assignment for you." His boss said.
"Great," he said to himself, "why does it have to be me? It's not like I'm the only employee here." Johnny
Hours passed, groans everywhere, Johnny protested silently.
His day could have only gone worse, until he heard a familiar growl.
"Oh my silly tummy, guess it's just you and me huh?"
"Nuh uh," said another familiar voice. Johnny turned back.
It was the Chiwowowinie.
Johnny then initiated a conversation
"H-hey, you're back"
"State your wish." the genie said
Confused, Johnny surprisingly told the truth
"But I already had my wish"
"No fool would wish for a single dollar"
Pleased, Johnny couldn't wait to say 'I wish for a million wishes' but before he had the opportunity to say it, a sudden tremor was felt by the city.
Johnny then woke up.
"Hey, HEY!" His wife shaking him ferociously
"Wha-"
"Tell me, are you really okay?"
Johnny could only drink the water his wife gave him
"You were laughing, laughing maniacally, the kind Satan approves. That is very unlike you."
His wife said with a stern look on her face.
Johnny choking from what he'd heard (and from the water he was drinking)
He said, "It's nothing, really."
"Johnny, I know you. Have you taken your pills?"
"Oh shut it. Go back to sleep or whatever you were doing"
His wife, knowing Johnny can get ridiculous sometimes, went back to sleep.
"I knew I should have taken it seriously" Johnny murmured under his breath
"I'm a waste. I don't deserve to be called human. What an idiot"
Johnny continued arguing with himself
"Aughhh what's done is done," he said, trying to comfort himself, "there won't be a next time.
I know."
"I'm already lucky," looking at his wife sleeping peacefully "But still..."
He couldn't move on. He couldn't get rid of his thoughts.
"BEGONE THOUGHTS!" He chanted.
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He didn't get any sleep that night.
(probably because he was laughing)
(please don't take the one in parenthesis seriously, they aren't part of the plot :) )
YOU ARE READING
Wasted Insanity
HorrorHow can a joke hurt so much? A very bubbly Johnny finds out the hard way when a skepty Genie grants him a wish. His folly leads him to his fall, literally. He'll be wishing he's got more bubbles soon.
