The Adventures of Wesley and Philip

Chapter 1 The Vision of Someone else's Destiny

"Is it my purpose to be fighting off a carnivorous unicorn while the fate of the multiverse falls in the hands of me, a psychopathic stuffed animal, an emo boy, a genius kid who can build anything, and a girl who just might have the biggest purpose out of all of us? Who the hell knows,"- Wesley

My dream isn't a regular dream, it's a nightmare. It begins with a meeting of a bunch of boring people. I hate it when I try to dream of something good and it turns into a dream about work. Anyways, the business men sit down as another guy walks in and takes a seat. I believe he's the leader because he immediately speaks up.

"Gentlemen, I believe I have the answer to all of our problems," He says as he pulled out a case file the size of the dictionary. "I think you are all up to date about my little side project," the man said. Everyone shook their heads and said yes.

"Well, I have found a way to bring my project out into the open without anyone getting suspicious. The plan is to turn project PROPHECY into a video game," the man said, waiting for an answer. No one said anything. "Almost every being in the entire multiverse plays video games. We could use this medium to put our scheme into action. Just think of it, entire universes playing right into our hands, no pun intended," He said. A couple of people laughed some fake laughs. They were so fake; Hollywood would cringe at the sound of them.

"We are already the biggest company in a majority of the multiverse, but there is one place we haven't really focused on because there wasn't a way to... until now," the totally evil dude said. "The place is universe 68495," He said as he projected a picture of a universe. My heart sank. It was my home universe.

"Just think gentlemen, this universe will be harvested for its resources until it dies off. We are able to do this because no one cares for a universe that doesn't even know of the existence of the multiverse," he said as he turned off the projection. "I hope you all at least consider my offer of creating the first man made universe," He said as he put his stuff away. The first man made universe? He was going to kill my universe to create another one that's under his control? This can't be happening. I look at the man with hate as he turned to look directly at me.

"Hello hero. I do hope you enjoyed my little presentation. Why don't you dream of something else," the man said as he waved his hand in front of me and my view changed. I saw Death, looking as happy as can be. If Death is happy, that must mean someone he hated has died. He is standing near an open grave. I slowly walk towards the grave, not knowing what will pop out at me. I peer into the grave to see-.

"Wesley, get your lazy ass up before I beat the crap out of you," a voice said as I open my eyes. It was Poofy. "Do I have to do everything in your house? Why do you sleep in so much?" he asked.

"Poofy, I've told you that you don't have to do anything until its 10:00," I told him.

"Well I'm sorry that I'm trying to be ready when your brother comes," he told me.

"Dang! I forgot that Philip is coming to visit tomorrow," I said. Philip is my brother that I haven't seen in three years. I loved it when he comes to visit.

"Hey idiot, are you listening to me?" Poofy asked.

"What do you want Poofy? If you want water I already told you to fill the bottle up in the sink," I said to him. He was always asking for dumb stuff like me filling his water bottle.

"You know I'm too short to even see over the counter. I can't even see anything above the door. What I was trying to ask is why I can't meet your brother," Poofy said.

"I told you that you can't be seen by people from my world. If they see you move or talk, they'll take you to a government lab and cut you into pieces," I said. I had already given him this talk many times before.

"I would like to see them try and cut open the Poofster. You know for a fact that I am considered a weapon in over seventy five universes," he said to me.

"Yes Poofy, you've only told me that a hundred times before," I said, exhausted from this conversation. What I could use right now is a good cup of coffee. Poofy continued to make excuses on why I should let him meet my brother. Every time he came up with an excuse, I would come up with an answer that said no. My favorite excuse from him is that he's a person too. I almost died laughing when he said that.

"Wesley, I'm going to leave you alone in this house if you keep treating me like this," Poofy said, stamping his foot on the ground.

"That's fine by me. It's not like you're my girlfriend. You're just a guest in my house. I don't have to let you live here at all," I told him.

"This is the reason I should have went back to Snuggle land," he said, pouting. To tell the truth, I like that Poofy lives here with me. At least I have a friend to keep me company.