"It'll only take a moment," he said in my head, staring hypnotically into my glassy eye. "You won't feel a thing!"
I rolled the eye closest to him, and wriggled like the fish I was then. Was that supposed to make me feel better?
"You say that every time!" I complained. "When will I get to be the bear, and eat you?" I wondered, taking a deep breath in anticipation of the painful end to this game.
"When you learn to shape-shift faster than me!" he answered. "Now shut up! I'm in a hurry. I have a lunch date!"
I heard the crunch...and then the screen went white.
"Same time tomorrow?" Tom asked, as he wrapped his robe tightly around his wide shoulders. I eyed him admiringly. He was one big, hunky dude!
"Yes, please!" I answered, smiling up at him. "I'll get you yet!"
"In your dreams, Pint-Size!" He returned my smile, his deep brown eyes twinkling. "And don't lie...I know you dream!"
He chuckled at my expression as he walked out of the simulator.
I hate being assistant to a god!
Copyright © 2010 by Teri K D Bannerman
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