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Chapter 12 by fireswarm fireswarm

what's inside the box?

Two movie tickets.

As I lift up the lid I see.... a golden bracelet and two movie tickets. "Wow thank you Sam." I look at the movie tickets and see that they are for a premier, which normally would make them expensive as hell. "How could you effort these?" With a trade off course. "I meant where did you get the money to get these?" Nowhere we angels don't work with money. Everything we need we either create or trade with others. "Wait so you are telling me you created something and traded that for these movie tickets?" Yes that's exactly what i'm telling you.

My mind immidiatly starts thinking of all those possibility's. Gold, diamonds, food, clothes, houses, cars. I could ask her to create everything I need that way I wouldn't need a job. But what if someone's starts to ask questions? Then they would find Sam and angel or not i'm not strong or powerfull enough to stop the police, army or secret agency. "Say Sam.... What if I asked you an ulimited amount of something would anybody start asking questions?" Off course unless you use your power to make it normal. I nod and think. If I make more money then money loses value.... meaning in worst case scenario I cause an economic disaster..... unless the money already exists. "Alright then. Everyone finds it normal that everything I need gets paid by the richest people alive." I snap my fingers and after a (i swear I will get blind from these) bright flash.... nothing seemed to have changed.

It's done. "If you say so.... either way what's with this bracelet?" I hold the golden bracelett up. I-I will find it an honor if you would put it on. It means you acepted my services. I nod and slip the bracelett on. As soon as I putted it on a collar apears around Sam's neck with a golden chain connecting the collar to my wrist. "Uhm..... Sam? Why does it looks like you are my ****?" She smiles and the chain dissapears. Because I now live to serve you. Which indeed sounds a lott like a **** except for the fact that I want this. "I see...." Well this just got to a whole new level of weird.

Either way let's (finnaly) get on with the date

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