The "Be Careful What You Wish For" Meme

[playdate]

Everyone has something they wish for. If we didn't have desires, we wouldn't have hearts. Sometimes we want mundane things: a turkey sandwich sounds pretty good right about now. And sometimes we want impossible things: if only I could make her love me.

Just for today, your heart's desires are granted. Maybe it has something to do with that monkey paw you found at a flea market. Perhaps you've gone on an expedition and returned with some rusty old lamp. It could be a wish on a shooting star, an extinguished birthday candle, or even the work of a good old-fashioned Faery Godparent. Whatever's caused this sudden change in your luck, one thread holds true. It turned out wrong.

Now, your crush loves you so much she's stalking you. You can turn objects into gold with a touch, but all the food turns inedible on your tongue. Everyone's left you alone to read, but you've just broken your glasses. The sandwich is a little dry.

Can you handle getting what you want?
Thread around and find out.

Comments

[tsuntrader]

[...Someone's good at cleaning up quickly. Silver even checks him over for a moment, but no, it definitely looks like they never met their guest.]

[forprofit]

[He's had many opportunities to practice cleaning quickly. He returns to Silver and gives his top one last tug]

Is there anything else I can do for you?

[tsuntrader]

[Is there anything else he has for Archer to do, is there anything-

...Oh. Right. That's... Pretty important, isn't it...] You could eat.

[forprofit]

Sorry? [He could do what? Didn't quite catch that]

[tsuntrader]

When was the last time you ate something?

[forprofit]

...

I remember having coffee this morning.

[tsuntrader]

...We're going out to eat.

[forprofit]

You'd like to go out?

[The best day ever just keeps getting better!]

[tsuntrader]

[Nod.] Come on.

[forprofit]

Yes, sir. [He'll just need to grab his jacket and scarf first, of course] Where would you like to go?

[tsuntrader]

It's your call.

[forprofit]

[...His choice? What?] What are you in the mood for?

[tsuntrader]

[Pizza.] Farfetch'd.

[forprofit]

[! Oh Silver, just let him bow and kiss your feet already]

Farfetch'd? I thought you would have preferred something else.

[tsuntrader]

[Shaking his head.] It's fine with me. [Honestly, he's not picky. He'd rather see Archer eat something he enjoys.]

[forprofit]

I know the perfect place. Shall we?

[It's secret and Rocket-friendly with a nice view and good wine blah blah blah]

[tsuntrader]

[Isn't he a little too young for wine, Archer] Yeah. Let's go.

[forprofit]

[Nothing wrong with experimenting with tastes, right? Archer sends for a Rocket car and works on his pokegear during the ride, sending messages to his Executives to handle the information they've received today, and to not talk to him for the next two hours unless it's something significant (ten year old hat-wearing kid with his Pokemon being one of them)]

[tsuntrader]

[Silver's quick to check his Pokégear himself; it's amazing how much it can help him stay on top of things. It keeps him distracted for quite a bit until he stops, stares at it for a moment, and rather abruptly decides to leave it alone.]

[forprofit]

[As focused as Archer is on his work, Silver always takes top priority]

Are you all right, sir?

[tsuntrader]

[...He could dismiss it as nothing, but Archer probably wouldn't buy it.]

You don't have to call me sir when it's only you and me, you know. [A distraction from the point will have to do. He doesn't look upset so much as he looks... Tired. Really, really tired.]

[forprofit]

What do you mean, sir?

[tsuntrader]

Silver's fine. ...Of course, it's up to you.

[forprofit]

[Don't give him a choice. Why would you give him a choice]

[tsuntrader]

[...Sigh. He knows that look.] I'd rather hear you use my name.