It is Saturday, so per tradition I will need to buy some ingredients for the porridge and pizza. Also, I must buy some soda, potato chips, “tidbits” for the kids and for me some cheap beer.

Is there anything else? Oh yeah, some chocolate for the dog. Last time I gave him some he went crazy! He started shaking and blow bubbles, it was awesome.

So, for the pizza ingredients. The kids probably want chorizo sausage, cheese, tomato sauce and pesto for their pizza. We are empty of ketchup so I will need to buy that. On my part, I want white pizza today, so that will be sour cream with about 35% fat for the sauce and for the topping some mushrooms, red onion, dry-cured ham and lastly, rocket salad.

Now I must find the porridge ingredients… I won’t bother, we will eat microwaved porridge for dinner.

*sigh

Now I must find the potato chips.

Potato chips-Potato chips-Potato chips-Potato chips-Potato chips.

Found it! This Saturday we will have one bag of paprika chips and one bag of spicy tortilla chips. Yummy-yummy!

Soda-Soda-Soda-Soda-Soda.

There! This Saturday we will drink one and a half liters of pear soda and one and a half liters of Coca-Cola.

Now, we need chocolate.

Chocolate – Chocolate – ChOcOlAtE – CHOCOLATE!

Oh, found it. Which chocolate will I give buddy tonight? What will he like? Maybe this “Dark chocolate; raspberry taste”. Yes, that’s my favorite at least.

Hmm, have I forgotten anything? No? then that will be all!

Moving towards the counter, I see that someone I have never met before is handling the cash register. Maybe she is new?

The queue is very long, and the new cashier is not jobbing fast. Taking the last place in line, I analyze the people in front of me. Before me is a big, buff and serious man holding a big buff bag of peanuts and a carton of cold coffee.

I look at my own shopping cart, and then the bag of peanuts the man in front of me is holding. Maybe he wouldn’t mind me taking his place in line?

Debating the pros and cons of asking him for his place, I figured I have waited enough already, and so he giving me his place is only fair. Anyway, I probably have fifty times his groceries and therefore will need a longer time than him with the cashier, so this is only a more efficient use of both our time.

Just when my finger is about twenty centimeters from his shoulder and fast approaching, a semi-translucent box stops me in my tracks.

Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.

Congratulations

You acquired the power:

Merl’s shop - Rank 10

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For more information, ask.

What, I have superpowers now? That’s cool…

I look at the people around me again, and the box neatly vanish. Yeah, that’s cool!

Of the people in the store, I can see two people acting strange. One of those people is the scary man that was in front of me.

The man is uncomfortably, but warily shifting his gaze from me and one other guy that also is looking at him. His face shows a mix of discomfort and confusion, that slowly transform into paranoia the longer we stare at him.

An elderly woman that must have entered the queue after me, notices his unusual behavior just after I did and proceeds to stare hard and carefully at him. Just when the old woman begins staring at him, the man spins around to look at her, his face quickly draining color while sweat forms on his rough forehead.

More and more people are starting to notice him, and with each new person that begins staring, his behavior worsens.

Now, almost everyone but a few people are staring at him. He loses his balance and falls to the ground where he then proceeds to hide his face in his shirt and curl up. People afraid for his wellbeing slowly and calmly move towards him, and with every step taken, the chance of his soul actually leaving his body increases.

It all accumulates until an unpleasant smell eventually wafts up in our faces, making most of us take a few steps back and turn away. In my peripheral vision I can see him calm down a tad, but not much.

Already bored, I look at the other person that was acting strange.

There I see something even more interesting than the man’s mental breakdown. A girl wearing rubber boots and a heavy jacket is holding a tiny dancing scarecrow in her hand. While I am watching her, another one pops out of thin air in the same hand. She moves her hand towards her friend’s respective arm, and the scarecrow jump from her to the boy.

After a fast glance at the boy’s palm, the new scarecrow starts dancing as well.

I try to listen to their excited talking, which is not hard at all, and overhear the girl talk to her buddy about a power.

From what I hear, she must have gotten a message similar to mine.

Basically, she said that her power is called ‘summon hay minion’, and that it is a rank one power. Also, she has asked for more information and found out that she can summon five scarecrows of ten centimeter heights. Lastly, she said her ability has no potential for advancement.

Right now, I am very excited about what my own power can do, let’s just find a bit more private place first.

Hmm, this door looks promising. ‘Staff only’ is after all synonymous with private, and this door does look exceptionally sad and lonely…. Additionally, if a door isn’t locked it is free passage, that’s the rules.

*Creak (open).

*Wrrooaah *Ahhr *rrrRRAAARRRrrrr *MOooaaAr.

*Bang (close)

*Screech *Schratch *Screech *Schratch *BANG *BANG *Screech *Schratch.

Zombies!? Really, that’s awesome!

I need to find out more about my power, ASAP!

Turning around, I find myself face to face with the cashier. And she is not happy.

“Uhm, are you new?” I say in my soothing voice, trying to calm her down. “NO, f*ck face. I have worked here for a year you retard.”

Her words really hit me, and they made me sad. And then, angry! “No’ u, bitch!” Really, angry. “Is it cold, redhead? I see your nipples through your shirt!”

Her face fall in consternation, while my face quickly grows a smirk, that’s soon wiped away by her now, absolute fury. She rages towards me and I can’t help but dodge away. She does not.

Her slow reaction, high momentum and very high body mass, is not a good match with physics. After I dodged, she just keeps on sliding on the slippery floor until *BANG. She knocks down the door.

The dust settles and I can finally see her thick ass, stuck in the doorframe. With a painful howl, the zombie begins feasting. She gets mercy about fifteen seconds later, and then there were two.