The Wish Button Strikes Back

Chapter 13

"Oh come on, why are you yelling at me? You'd've reacted the same way if you were in  my situation." Josh hesitated for a moment, still agitated, before breathing in and angrily ranting "It's not just about you playing in your shit, it's about you treating him like shit, ok? You've been getting way too close and handsy with him, which is making me and more importantly him really uncomfortable!!" Ari just stared at him for a few moments, appalled at his pontification, before retorting "Hold on, when have I been touching him there? I can at least understand the change embarrassment thing, but I haven't been doing anything suggestive to him! I think you're just pulling random shit out of your ass!" In the middle of her rant she stood up to meet eyes with him in her newfound anger. "I'm not pulling shit out my ass, I'm making perfectly accurate points about all the shit you've been doing!" "I'm just trying to help!" She barked, "And what have you been doing?" "Umm.. I've been the emotional support!" Ari's furious face broke for a bit as she chuckled at what he had said "Really? Cause I don't recall you doing ANYTHING, to benefit us." "Hey! Now you're pulling shit out of your ass!" "I'm not, and you do know I can and will kick you out of this dream." Now Ari reverted to passive aggressive, aka, thin ice. Though Josh was taken aback by the last part of her response, "You can?" "Yeah, and I will right now you pretentious little-" She was interrupted with a sharp sob, the uncoordinated pair had been too busy arguing about Icabod, that they forgot to actually pay attention to him. He was now crying uncontrollably, wailing as he kept desperatly trying to wipe way his tears. But it didn't work, they just kept pouring out like a broken faucet. Though now, his face was shove-pressed against something solid, warm, and slightly big, giving his river of tears and snot a towel to be soaked up on. Ic looked up with his watery eyes and sniffled, now no longer wailing but ready to burst at any moment. His sodden grey eyes met the gaze of Josh's as he began to slowly rock Ic in his arms, gently putting his head back into his chest as he did it. The move reminded Ic about something that would normally be long forgotten by now, but oh-so important and life-shaping. "Woah.. I-uh," Ari stammered as she crawled up to them. "Is emotional support so useless now?" Josh retorted, clearly still sour. "N-no, no! Not at all! Listen I-.. uh.." She paused again, now full of guilt and empathy. "I'm really, really sorry. To the both of you." She hugged herself and nervously stimmed with her foot as she continued. "I had no idea this would go this bad. I thought I would finally get a chance to help someone with all this information about the dream realm. I thought I could finally have friends over, I thought I would finally be useful." Ari was starting to tear up now, but she kept droning on. "But now, all I've done is brought you here and shit myself, because that's the only thing I can do right!" That final word was all it took before the dam broke, tears streamed down her face as it grew red, she quickly laid on the floor and covered her face with her arm, desperately trying to self soothe. Josh looked on her breakdown, not knowing if he should help or not. But somehow unbeknownst to him, Icabod snuck out of his arms and was now hovering over the wish button. He cuffed his hand at an angle so no one would hear, and whispered onto the button. "Hey uh.. I know that the people you conjure up aren't exactly real, unless they come themselves, but I have a wish for both his world and the real one, if you can even make ones for the real one.. happen. Sorry, just I don't really have any other ideas. So I wish.. to see my dad again, even if just for a minute." He then silently clicked the button and suddenly everything went black. Then he felt it. He was awake again