Magic High: Utility Belt

Chapter Four: Trials

It was evening, around 9PM, when me and another guy I recently met, showed up at Magic High’s Main restaurant. It was a well-lit place with golden lights hanging from the roof, lots of people chatting in here. He was called “The Googol” by his friends but his real name was Edward Geminio.

We were simply exchanging contact details and room numbers when I suddenly spotted Fred hanging out with a bunch of hot girls, who looked like they were just coming back from a jet-set party. Well, what was I expecting anyway, Fred was a really loose guy who was really into dating and all that lame stuff. He saw me but pretended I wasn’t there. I was not in the least interested.

   “Hey Damian” Rose called out from her seat. I spun around, thought of calling Fred, then decided against it and walked over to her table. There were about two wine bottles and three dining cups over so she had to have been planning to host me, which is why I got the courage to walk over to her table.

       “Hey Rose, what’s up. Oh and have you seen Fred’s new hangout zone. It’s totally sick.” I told her.

   “Leave him alone, it’s not unusual for someone like him. Here have a drink” she said as she shifted a wine cup in my direction.

  I downed it all in one go. I felt a bit dizzy, and then I looked at the wine bottle label:

              Cherry Extract: 95% Alcoholic Drink

I nearly fainted. I read somewhere that alcohol could impair psychic judgment. And probably time reversal contact.
                 Was this some kind of practical joke?

    “Umm… Damian, it’s getting late. Could you please take me up to my room? I feel drowsy.

    Well of course… how could she not know that; after all, she did order the drink.

     I turned back to face her. This was no joke; she was losing control of her vital muscles. It wasn’t long before she fell off the table. A few heads turned as the table tilted and the bottle fell and its contents spilled on her shirt. I quickly froze time, lifted her up with my free hand and using my elbows and shoulders, was able to support her while still being able to move back to the hostel. I used my whirlwind powers to lift us both up.

    When I got to her room, I gently deposited her on the silk bed. The spilled drink still worried me though, and it would be bad policy to just leave her there.

      I decided to just take the shirt off.
But that was even weirder. I still went ahead to unbutton the shirt, as I did this, some random voice told me that with her unconscious, I could take full advantage of her whole body. This was more tempting than I thought, there was no bra underneath the shirt, and I pulled it back revealing a pair of two full perfectly round boobs. Well, I may have crossed a line but it was not the first time, particularly not with her. This was taking time, but I did the job with a replacement shirt. The mini skirt could be left on her; I had no business down there.

     A covert dash over to my own room. Fred still wasn’t back yet. I was even happy about it, so I could get a good night’s rest before the girls decided they had had enough, and shoo him away.

      I took a quick shower and changed. Then I covered myself with the blanket, shut off all the lights, and left the door open for Fred, then I headed straight for bed. As my head hit the pillow, I felt like I was pulled into an endless black hole.

     Tomorrow was going to be a long and yet exciting day. I could feel it in my bones.