The car

Feeling a touch of... not quite elation, maybe deluded hope more like, I left the house with a permanent marker in hand.

Entering mom's car, I quickly rote my name right where it was easily visible on the pleather bit between the dashboard and the windscreen, before cajoling my mom to come outside.

Visibly annoyed, mom came running out.

"What the hell is it this time." She hissed, before noting the car.

Her brow furrowed.

What's wrong with my..." She muttered, before her eyes focused on my name written on her car.

"My god, I'm so sorry Jonas. I thought your car was mine for the longest time, I guess I should get a new one soon..." She said, before muttering distractedly.

Mom entered the house again, but i just stood there, in shock, as i stared at mom's- no, my car.

Slowly, a vicious grin spread across my face.

"Oh... I can work with this." I said, nearly feeling the urge to laugh maniacally.

I didn't, because that was stupid... But I was really tempted.

Now, what should I use this newfound power on I wonder?