As Aaron staggered through the sliding glass doors of Wilko, he clutched his temples with his fingers. Although he was still a bit tipsy from his late night booze binge, he’d still decided stupidly to come into work. “Jesus Christ, my head is banging,” he moaned. He stumbled slightly before he regained his balance.
The previous night was pretty much a blur to him, downing a couple of beers and smoking a couple of blunts. Aaron remembered himself passing out and waking up in a trippy, multicoloured lucid dream. He could still see and hear a blurred figure saying, ”I’ve bestowed upon you the powers of merging and absorption. You can now either steal traits for your own gain or combine others for your own amusement. Use them as you see fit.”
“Woah, I must have been REALLY high!” Aaron laughed. He looked around to see a couple of early shoppers roaming around the store. He saw a young family consisting of a large African American man, a petite Caucasian lady and two mixed race kids, one a teenage female and the other a cute little boy.
“Imagine,” Aaron said to himself, “If I actually had these ’magical powers’, I could click my fingers and...” He stopped, his jaw dropping in shock. Aaron had unwittingly changed the family, combining...
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