Stubborn but lucky

Marcos groaned in frustration. They were in the small room trying to plan their date. Mali insisted on seeing BTS in 2015. Marcos thought they should do something that Eric, and the audience would actually like. He kept suggesting other ideas but Mali wasn't wavering. They were running out of prep time.

"Ok what about ComicCon? They have anime there for you, and Eric and I would enjoy the rest of it?"

"No, we are going to BTS." Mali said.

"Ok Anime North."

"BTS."

"Toronto Zoo?"

"BTS."

"The Exhibition?"

"B…T….S!"

On and on they went, getting nowhere. Eventually 4 hours ran out and the room seemed to shutter. When they opened their eyes they weren't in the room anymore. - - - - - -

Eric opened his eyes. He could hear a crowd cheering and saw people all around him. He recognized Nathan Phillips square, a large plaza downtown. Marcos and Mali were beside him, looking confused.

"What's going on? Where are we?" He asked.

"Actually Eric…" Marcos started. Before he could explain that he had no idea when they were, Eric interrupted him.

"Oh my god. That's Terry Fox! Wow this is so cool. Great choice guys."

"Actually Eric…" Marcos started.

"Actually it was a tough decision because there are so many great things here, but we decided getting to see Mr. Fox in person would be the best choice." Mali finished for him.

"Cool. Oh shh, he's about to give a speech." Eric said.

Marcos and Mali watched as Eric seemed totally fascinated by what was going on. Honestly neither of them knew who Terry Fox was, or when they were. They only knew that Eric seemed to be enjoying it, so they thanked their good luck and let him.

Eric was distracted by the ceremony unfolding in front of him so Marcos and Mali whispered to each other to strategize.

"I doubt this will last four hours. What are we going to do next?" Mali asked Marcos.

"I have no idea. I don't even know what year this is. We gotta figure out something or we are going to bomb this challenge."

"I know that. Fuck I wish I had my cell. Stupid past." Mali was frustrated. She should have just compromised with Marcos to begin with. She was always so stubborn even when she didn't mean to be. Think, Mali, think, you are in some strange country with these two oddballs and $1000. She thought that was a decent amount of money. She looked around. She couldn't see much over the crowd but could make out a huge tower, the same one she'd seen from the boat in 2023.

"Let's go there. The tower. It's gotta be the tallest building in the city, I bet it's a tourist attraction. He would probably like to show it off."

Marcos agreed. Soon the speeches ended and Terry Fox was off. Eric thanked the two for bringing him there and asked what was next.

"Actually, would you show us the tower? I am not sure there is anything so tall back home, even in the present day."

Eric smiled. "For sure let's go. I don't think the glass floor has been installed yet but it still has spectacular views. Come on, let's go."- - - - - -

As they walked towards the tower Mali was reflecting. She'd listen to some of the speech. That guy was only a few years older than her. He'd lost his leg to cancer and decided to run across the country to raise money for cancer research, a marathon every single day. Mali couldn't even compromise on seeing a band and here this guy doing the impossible.

"Eric, does he make it? Across the country?" Mali asked.

Eric sighed, "No. This is almost the end. He makes it to Thunder Bay, another 1400 km. But the cancer comes back. He never recovers. He'll be dead this time next year."

Mali was silent for a moment. "Wow. That fucking sucks. All that effort, and pain, and he didn't even succeed." It was all she could think of to say.

"Ya it does, but in many ways he did succeed. His original goal was to raise one dollar per Canadian, 24 million. He'd only raised a few million by the time he stopped running, but the donations kept coming. After he passed, a supporter organized a run in his name the next year. It becomes an annual tradition. By 2023 the organization has raised nearly a billion dollars. He didn't finish his run, or even meet his fundraising goal on his own terms. But yet he was named one of the Greatest Canadians of all time."

They walked in silence for a few more minutes. Mali felt awful. She knew she was selfish, and stubborn. She didn't have many friends IRL. Now she was stuck in this Harem and already off to a bad start. Lying and trying to fake her way through. It's a miracle they ended up somewhere Eric liked.

"Eric, look, I have to confess something. Marcos and I didn't plan to bring you here. Marcos had all these great ideas, but I wanted to see BTS and wouldn't listen. The machine just brought us to a random point. I'm glad you enjoyed it, but really you should rate our date poorly, it's all my fault." Mali tried to take some accountability for her actions. She'd always been rather immature. Even her E-girl persona stems from feeling overwhelmed by having to grow up, it gives her a way to act out.

"Really? It seems kind of weird that of all potential places and times it would pick something I'd enjoy. You don't think Isla….no, nevermind I doubt she'd rig it to help you. Let's just count our good luck. It's a beautiful day, let's make the most of it. Besides, you are going to love the views from the CN Tower. Here in 1980 it's the tallest freestanding structure in the world." The trip continued on to the tower. - - - - - -

As they neared the tower they actually ran into a bit of trouble getting to the entrance. By 2023 the whole area was developed and catered to tourists, but in 1980 much of the nearby area was still industrial use. Once they got to the base they could even see lake Ontario, a feature which would be completely blocked by new developments soon.

Eventually they found the entrance and made their way up the elevator. Eric was standing at the outdoor observation level. It was such an odd experience. This was the city he had lived in most of his life and yet it looked so different. The population at this time was half of present day. The skyline had a few skyscrapers but nothing like the massive wave of construction that was coming.

Even Mali seemed impressed with the city. Bangkok in 2023 was an impressive city itself, but it had nothing quite as tall as the CN tower.

Mali suggested they get lunch in the revolving restaurant. The food was pretty mediocre but things started to look up when Eric noticed somebody at the next table. "Look. Isn't that Jim Carrey?"

He pointed to a young man eating alone. "I don't know, who is that?" Mali asked.

"Ya Eric, I think that is him. Young, but it could be." Marcos added.

"Before he got famous he was doing stand up in the city. I think it was this year, maybe next, that he got his big break."

"Cool. Let's invite him to join us then." Mali said. With no fear she strolled over to him. "Hey are you Jim Carrey?" She asked.

The man looked at her confused. "Do I know you?" He asked.

"No. My friend there just saw you at a comedy show and thought you were hilarious. Want to join us?"

"Really? He liked my show? And I get to sit with you two cuties? Count me in."

Jim joined them. Mali didn't really get his humor, but he had Marcos and Eric in tears with his impressions.

Jim seemed glad to have an audience. Things had not been going well for him in the stand up world. Eric told him he was still young, and had a bright career ahead of him. Eric was tempted to tell him specifics of his future success, but decided it wouldn't make any sense to the young man.

After lunch Jim excused himself and left. Eric went to the bathroom and left the two twins alone.

"So what should we do now? We don't have much time left, but it's not over yet." Marcos asked.

Mali thought for a moment. "Let me handle it. I have to make it up to you for ruining the date in the first place. I am sorry I didn't just listen. You might have to come closer if the pain starts." She got up and followed Eric into the bathroom. Eric was just washing his hands when she entered.

"Marcos? I think you need to start using the other one, my friend."

"It's Mali. And I'm here for you." She turned and locked the bathroom door. "Look I know I was rude to you before, the boomer comments were really uncalled for. Honestly you are kinda hot even if you are a bit older. Don't tell anyone but seeing how excited you were today, it was really cool. You aren't afraid to say what you like." She closed the distance between them. Just as she reached him she felt the start of the separation pain, so she grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards the door.

"I'm not afraid to say what I like either. And I am very stubborn. Right now I want you. I bet you have a huge cock." She said getting down on her knees. She pulled down his shorts and immediately started on his dick. She had both hands wrapped around his shaft and the tip in her mouth.

Eric thought it did look huge in her tiny hands. He watched her multicoloured hair fly about as she bobbed up and down on him. The feeling of her tongue stud on his dick was phenomenal.

Mali had never actually given a blowjob before, but she'd seen enough porn to get the idea. She moved both hands around the base as she worked her mouth up and down.

Eric warned her he was about to cum and she kept at it making sure to swallow every single drop.

Blowjob +5 VP

Once he was done she cleaned his dick with her mouth and then stood up. Making eye contact she licked her lips. "I was right. Huge. Come on, let's go, I want to walk along the water before our time ends." She bounded away out of the bathroom. Eric was left confused. He couldn't get a grasp on Mali. She was all over the place, hot and cold. Lazy and stubborn and energetic and bold. Shaking his head he pulled his pants up and followed her out.

They didn't make it to the water. They were all in the elevator heading down when they faded away.