ruin a dinner and open an alternative future

The two omnipotent mothers appeared in an alley near the restaurant. They were wearing evening dresses, one of those that showed off their entire backsides, like femma fatales, which made them incredibly sexy. The only difference was the color: one red and one blue.

The two mothers looked at each other; their perfect figures were now adorned with something extra. Their bellies showed the swellings of being pregnant, as if they had been carrying their babies for several months when in reality they had only been carrying them for a few hours.

Hours spent having fun together and plotting their ****.

The two entered the restaurant arm in arm. The waiter's jaw dropped; after all, their beauty was enough to short-circuit a normal human brain.

They corrected reality; only they could perceive their divine beauty; others would only perceive a fragment of it, as if they were looking at an inferior version of their mothers. Then they repaired the waiter's elated mind.

Waiter: Hello, sir, have you booked?

Mom in red: Yes, dear, we've booked, we're at the table over there.

The reservation book rewrote itself, confirming Mom's words, erasing the names of their two targets: the young woman herself and her first husband.

They remembered how their past selves were very demanding, and this would have led to an argument with the man. Certainly, Ronald (ex-husband #1) would have made his way with the money as was his wont, but by appearing to fail in organizing a simple table for their date, they had created the first rift of the evening.

They sat down at the table, while a new waiter arrived to recommend haute cuisine.

Mom in blue stopped the waiter, literally frozen in place. None of the customers noticed the oddity, or rather, they couldn't; for them, everything was happening normally.

The couple entered. The younger version of her mother was an attractive young woman, wearing a serious, elegant dress that revealed her then-obsessive personality, obsessive for excellence and success.

He, on the other hand, was wearing a tuxedo. The two weren't holding each other like a couple in love, but when the waiter asked if they had reservations, chaos began to erupt.

Ronald: What do you mean, you can't find the reservation? I called last week!

Waiter: Calm down, sir, I'm double-checking.

Ronald: I made a reservation at the table over there...

Ronald's voice trailed off as he looked at the two mothers. For him, the filters were different than those of the others present. For him, they were the most beautiful women he had ever seen, so much so that he was enchanted for a moment.

For her younger self, however, she perceived them as extremely beautiful, but not in the good way that would make a lesbian woman fall in love. No, a shiver of jealousy was gripping her, and the fact that her boyfriend was swooning over two strangers was making her furious inside.

Young Mom: Ronald, the waiter is talking to you.

Ronald recovered from his daze.

Ronald: Excuse me, I was just surprised to find our table occupied.

Ronald began to negotiate with the waiter to get a table as soon as possible, and with a bribe, he managed to cancel a reservation for a table that would be available half an hour later.

Young Mom, not pleased, hated waiting, but they had no other choice.

The two omnipotent moms felt incredibly satisfied; at the same time, they caressed each other's legs and pressed play to the waiter who was serving them.

The waiter finished listing the recommended dishes.

The Moms ordered seafood spaghetti and veal steaks.

Ronald couldn't help but occasionally cast a furtive glance their way, but the younger version of Mom didn't miss it.

They could feel their younger selves' feelings cracking like glass, but they knew Ronald was a skilled manipulator; if that were the case, everything would be resolved in time.

After a while, the two finally sat down at the table and began ordering various dishes from a waiter.

The Moms now decided to move on to the second part of the plan. Among the various people present tonight was a famous actress of the time, incognito—or rather, she wasn't supposed to be, but a small relic of reality, and that's how things had gone.

The actress had always been one of Mom's idols, a true artist who had starred in several films and who... in several years, once her career was over, would admit to being a lesbian but had kept it a secret for image reasons.

Well, this actress must now have a little crush on her past self.

The actress had in fact suddenly turned a little purple after casually ogling Mom as a young woman, and she began to take an interest in the couple's table.

The evening passed as the courses were served and Ronald tried to calm down the younger version of Mom, but it wasn't entirely successful.

Obviously, the moms wouldn't let Roland succeed. While a waiter poured her wine, the wine, moving impossibly, spilled on the younger version's dress.

She stood up indignantly with the waiter. The shocked waiter tried to apologize. The couple began to protest with the waiter, and then the younger version of Mom went to the bathroom to try to clean her dress, followed shortly by the actress.

Roland spent the next half hour waiting in vain for the young mom to return from the bathroom. The actress and Roland had met in the bathroom, and he invited her over for the evening.

That was the beginning of a lesbian love story between the two and the end of the relationship between the young mother and Ronald, who later found himself humiliated by his peers, and for supernatural reasons, his business never took off, gradually falling into ruin.

The two Mothers stopped looking to the future of this alternative reality, looking at each other with satisfaction.

Mom2: This was a perfect date, I think you deserve a reward tonight.

Mom: You deserve credit too, my beautiful wife.

The two of them left the table, leaving enough money to pay the bill three times over, and then disappeared down the same alley they'd come from.