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He sighed and mumbled. “I wish I had some pizza right now.”
I blanked. I specialized in matchmaking, one of the most commonly requested wishes. Sure, I could manipulate lottery chance to materialize some wealth, but pizza?? A singular slice of pizza? That was too specific.
“Um, okay, your uh, wish is granted…” I stuttered as I tried to materialize a slice into my hands.
A triangular image began to fizzle, and I focused even harder until finally, the cheesy crusted goodness popped into existence.
“H-here you go!” I said as I cheerily handed him the pizza. I couldn’t believe my luck! I actually managed to do it!
“Whoa.” He said as he gingerly took the pizza. He took a cautious bite before proceeding to chomp on the pizza. “Shit, this is delicious!” He said, his mouth full of pizza.
I sighed in relief. I was glad that even with my skill, I could handle this mundane request.
Pop. I felt something splat upon my forehead. Wondering what it was, I lifted it up only to see that it was … a pizza? Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.
Pizza slices began to appear sporadically, and the italian cuisune quickly began to build up into a large pile of cheese and toppings.
“Oh, no, I’m– I’m so sorry!” I squeaked as a deep dish pan crashed onto my head.
He looked up at the sky and watched as delicious pizza continued to fall and build up. “I’ve died and gone to heaven.”