Friendship Is Annoying

Began: 1/30/16 1:50 PM Central Standard Time

     Finished at: 2/1/16 9:30 PM Central Standard Time

     Location I worked at: Houston, Texas

Edits: 4

"I am wasting my time on this, I could actually be doing something productive."

--FamousHorse7011, questioning this

     "From the look of your face, you seem to be in complete disbelief," the man wasn't wrong, Twilight just couldn't believe who was talking to her. Hell, not even you would believe it at first sight. I wouldn't believe it.

     An awkward silence slowly overwhelmed the already uneasy atmosphere. The tall man finally broke the silence, "You alright there, kid?"

     Silence once more.

     "Twilight?"

     Silence again.

     "Twilight..." He said a second time, this time snapping his fingers. Trying to catch her attention seemed to be of no avail, as Twilight still stood dumbfounded.

     Suddenly, Twilight snapped back to reality...or whatever "ality" she was in.

     "Okay," Twilight said, still in disbelief of the entire situation, "wha-why is this happening to me!?"

     Unsure on what she meant, He tried asking Twilight for a bit more detailed information, "What do you mean exactly?"

     "Please, don't try to act stupid," that startled Jim (I'm calling him Jim now) surprisingly. He was never disrespected before, especially at moments like this. Nevertheless, Jim simply let Twilight continue.

     "I don't know who you are, or why you accepted to do something like this," Jim only listened, "but I mean, seriously? Sure, I may have opinions many might not find accepting, but that doesn't mean one can just pull a prank like this and force someone to change what they believe through scares or...by playing 'dress up'."

     Jim didn't interrupt once, he just listened. He was a very patient man and only spoke when it was his turn. Twilight proceeded.

     "These kind of jokes are very low, even by Diane's standards. Speaking of which, where is that little prankster?"

     It was finally Jim's turn to speak and responded, "The pink one? She's not here."

     Twilight just gazed at him not believing a single word.

     "Right...She's not here..." Jim nodded in response, "Sure and I'll soon be a princess and my very own castle." [Sarcasm inbound]

     "Well actually-" That was all Jim could say before he was rudely interrupted.

     "Hold on--Diane! Come out already! The joke's over! You are not going to get me!" Twilight shouted at the white void, expecting an answer. None was given.

     "Twilight, she isn't-" Jim was once again interrupted.

     "Not now." Twilight hushed him, placing her left hand in between them both with only her index raised.

     Jim spoke under his breath, "Okay...then."

     Twilight continued her useless yelling into the emptiness, with no progress, "Diane! Enough is enough!"

     "I'm telling you she's not here..." Jim kept trying to convince Twilight, and it looks like it worked.

     "It seems to be so..."

     Jim's luck finally began to go to his favor, as he saw Twilight give into her defeat--only for Twilight to smile sly-fully.

     "I see now...so Diane is not responsible for this?"

     "Y-yes, that is what I was trying to tell you."

     "Then that means the latter is responsible"

     Jim was once again unsure what she meant. Fortunately for him, it was quickly explained.

     "Rainbow!"

     Oh for the love of--(Wait...)

     "Twilight! None of your friends are behind this--and no, it's not Discord!" Jim could actually tell that was her next choice, "This is not a prank or a lie. I really am who you think I am."

     "Someone who has nothing better to do, but to mess with other people, like the douche he is?"

     Should've seen that coming...

     Jim tried to keep his cool and kept on talking, "No, heh. I'm God."

     "Okay then." Twilight still wasn't convinced on the obvious scheme, "Prove it."

     God Jim (?) was very pleased to hear that. With a clap and rubbing of his hands, Jim then makes a wine glass appear in his hand with the snap of his fingers. Held in his right hand, the glass is then filled with water with another finger-snap of his left hand.

     Twilight simply watched with a small grin.

     Now this is where the magic happens! Placing his left hand just over the glass, he does a little maneuver, as if to show there are no invisible  strings or such around. And with a third and final snap of his fingers, the water is quickly turned into red wine. (Ah!) A classic tradition passed down generations.

     Jim then handed the now alcoholic drink to Twilight, smugness taking over his face.

     "What do you think about that?" It seems Jim has proven himself that he is indeed the true Holy Fa--

     Twilight chuckled. Jim's smugness quickly vanished and was replaced with bafflement.

     "That you can be good at entertaining children. You just simply did a basic item conversion spell. I do it every time. Child's play. Good effort, though." Twilight then drank some of the red wine from the glass...smug-fully.

     Why is everyone being so smug today? (Geez)

     "Fine then." Jim wasn't going to lose this, he was going to win, even if it is literally the last thing he ever does, "Then how about this?"

     Twilight watched in anticipation, glass still in hand.

     Jim waved his arms away from his side, mimicking a magician with a cape. He then tightened his imaginary gloves and began his second act.

     A white dove suddenly appeared from his hands after closing the distance between them and separating them once again. The dove calmly lies on Jim's hands. Jim then places a hand over the little guy's head. With a twist of his hand, Jim kills it...just brutally murders it with snap  on its neck...okay then.

     Twilight kept watching, enjoying the free show. Glass still in hand. Smug still in face.

     With synchronized hand movements, Jim then snaps his fingers once again, and the dove comes back to life. Jim sets the dove free afterwards, camouflaging with the room, and is lost at sight.

     Jim's smug face was returning from the grave, now sure that he had proven himse-

Twilight chuckled a second time. (Oh, come on!)

     "A classic resurrection trick. As long as the brain is intact, the injuries are not too severe, and the being hasn't been dead for too long, you can repair the fractures and force the lungs and heart to work. This spell is much harder to accomplish, I must admit. Like I said, you can go very far as child entertainer."

     Jim put his foot down (figuratively) and went up in arms (quite literally) as he prepared for his third and final trick.

     Twilight took another sip of the glass and watched.

   *** [After several minutes of intense "magicness"]***

     Jim finished his trick with a giant BANG! as his arms went over his head for the thirtieth (30th) time. The showstopper robbed most of Jim's remaining energy, as he was heavily panting and sweating.

     Twilight looked in deep astonishment, her face read like a book.

     "Oh me, finally!" Jim was thinking to himself, responding to Twilight's unmistakable expression. He was heavily drained and could barely stand up, but was worth it to finally prove once and for all that-

Twilight chuckled a third time.

     (ARE YOU F***ING SERIOUS!?)

     "I'm not going to lie," Twilight began, "I wasn't sure how you were able to pull some of those stunts off, but isn't there a saying that a magician never tells? I'm being serious about that job recommendation." Twilight then finished the last of her drink.

     Jim was finally broken, no matter what he did, what he tried to prove or with whatever trick he came up with, he just couldn't win, "So what? You now expect me to walk on water, o-or  cure an incurable illness? OR-"

     "Relax," Twilight interrupted poor old Jim once again, but this time for the better. She finally decided to be truly honest, "I believe you are God."

     "Wait, what!?" Jim was just too exhausted fully interpret what Twilight just said, still aching from the magic show.

     "I believe you're God. I have since your first trick."

     "B-but," Jim was even more confused than ever.

     Twilight eased Jim's aching head, "Let me explain, the part in which I said it was a basic spell is true, but the thing is, even for the simplest of spells, it takes an amount of concentration to accomplish it. You did it with no hesitation and without any focus. I bet you didn't think about actually spawning the glass. This concept also applies for the bird and the fireworks display you did. Hell, you seemed to not even be trying up until the very last parts."

     Sounds reasonable

     "Also, I can see the Heavenly Gates from here," Twilight pointed to the two golden gates with pearl white pillars that was easily visible from what seemed miles away. The gates blocked off a beautiful Utopia-like city with more pearl white and golden structures. A few winged beings can be seen floating above the city.

     Jim looked at his home-place for a few seconds and faced back to his opponent. He simply replied with heavy breathing and again looked away, but in defeat.

     "Confound these magic types, why couldn't it have been like the good old times? Where they only depended on what they could grasp with their hands rather than what they could do with it or with their minds. Everything was nice before magic...Should've not listened to my son." Jim was back to his thoughts, at least he was safe in his own mind...

     "Pardon?" Twilight's short question brought Jim back to his senses.

     "I said that aloud, didn't I?"