“I Wish”
A brilliant flash of light in the Oval Office faded to reveal an oddly dressed, smiling man holding a bottle of wine. But when he saw Elon Musk and Donald Trump, his smile faded. “What the fuck?”
Putting the bottle under his arm, he checked a watch-like device on his wrist. “How the hell …. I wanted 2125, not 2025!”
Musk stepped forward. “Are you … from the future.”
The man looked up and very sarcastically stated, “No. The people of the past developed time travel, and just never told anyone.” Looking back at his device, he muttered, “Dipshit.”
“So, you didn’t come back to meet us?” Musk asked.
Staring at Musk, the man replied, “Why the fuck would I want to hang out with some of history’s greatest assholes?”
Trump finally spoke up saying, “We’re trying to make-”
“Shut the fuck up. Whatever you say you’re doing, it’s actually a blatant power grab all because your daddies didn’t love you and you have small dicks. Everybody knows that. You-”
After a slight pause, the man chuckled. Pointing at Trump he said, “All you have to look forward to is a bullet in your head. Given how little is in there, it’s surprising it does any damage. You,” he pointed at Musk, “have a botched suicide attempt while awaiting trial. Well, I guess you do die, but it takes like a day.”
After glancing at Trump, Musk asked, “Trial?”
“Yeah. You’ve heard of the Nuremburg Trials, well, these were the Mar-a-Largo Trials. And you were both buried in secret locations to prevent the ecological damage caused by untold thousands pissing on your graves. Because, while it took decades, everything you assholes think you’ve accomplished is eventually destroyed or replaced by people actually making the world better. And you two just become the poster boys for a sad, dark chapter in history.”
Flipping both of them off, the man said, “So fuck both of you, and I’m going to party with undoubtably one of the greatest Presidents of America.”
Putting his hand on his device, he added, “Ze won’t believe what I did.” He then disappeared in another blinding flash of light.
Earlier
Counting on his fingers, David said, “I can’t wish to be immortal. I can’t wish anyone to die. I can’t wish anyone to love me. I can’t wish to change the past. And I can’t wish for anything that would prove to the world that magic exists.”
Kaziam – his lower half just smoke emanating from a lamp – nodded. “That is correct. What is your first wish?”
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If you liked this story, you might want to check out The All-You-Can-Read Buffet, my collection of forty short stories, a few of which deal with wish granting genies.
