As I opened my eyes, I found myself in a completely white realm. I got up, looking around.
"Where am I?" I thought, instinctively looking for my boyfriend, but he was nowhere in sight.
"Your magic is impressive, young American." a voice said behind me. I turned to see Terrance and Phillip. They were both wearing black trench coats and sunglasses. I mentally facepalmed. The Matrix.
"Not since Eric Von Thunderpants of Nova Scotia have we seen such prowess." Phillip said, his hands behind his back.
"But now, you must learn to control your anus muscles in just the right way to change a spell's frequency." Terrance told me as he and Phillip approached.
Frequency? Wait a minute…
Suddenly, a stone wall appeared in the otherwise-empty whiteness.
"Some objects seem too large to be damaged by magic." Phillip continued, "But now, I will break through it with…" He walked in front of the wall and knelt with his ass facing it, unleashing a powerful fart while shouting, "NAGASAKI!" The wall was blown away completely, the shattered pieces flying out of sight.
My eyes widened. This is it. The legendary fourth fart technique that I had only heard rumors about. Figures these two would know it.
Phillip walked back over to stand next to Terrance, who was smiling proudly at him.
"Now you try." he told me, with Terrance adding an inspiring, "Believe in yourself!"
I gulped, walking in front of the wall, which had reappeared after Phillip had destroyed it. Kneeling, as Phillip had, I felt my power building inside me. As my power grew, I felt the air around the wall resisting. I shifted my anus muscles, similarly to the way I control my anal probe. After a few seconds, I suddenly felt the resistance disappear and, taking the opportunity, unleashed my magic, shattering the wall just as Phillip had done.
"That's it!" Terrance exclaimed excitedly, although his outside appearance was calm, "Now let's see how Nagasaki works in battle!"
As he said that, three grown Canadian men appeared before me, their eyes filled with a perverted lust that was not unlike the look I had seen in the eyes of the man who had attempted to pose as a cameraman.
"These pedophiles from Alberta will have their way with you unless you damage them all with one move." Phillip said, watching me expectantly.
"Nagasaki!" Terrance added, observing me as well.
I turned back to the pedophiles. Their eyes were wandering over my body as they licked their lips. I narrowed my eyes into a glare, turning my ass to them and, as they lunged at me, found the frequency and unleashed Nagasaki, blowing them all out of sight and mind. Terrance and Phillip cheered.
"That's it! You have the POWER!" Phillip yelled happily. Terrance nodded in agreement. They both then became serious.
"We know of the corruption that has taken over our beloved Canada." Terrance said, surprising me, "We humbly ask you to please free the Minister of Montreal." I nodded in response.
"We also know that you spared the Bishop's life." Phillip added, "For that, we thank you." I could tell that he meant it.
"Thank you for working so hard to save our beloved Canada." they both said in unison.
I simply nodded again. I mean, even if I was willing to speak to them, who was I to tell them that I was just trying to get some abortion clinic records translated?
"We must be heading back now." Phillip told me as the area around me began to darken once more, "Your boyfriend is very worried about you." He and Terrance smiled knowingly. I blushed slightly, although I doubt either one of them could see it. As I passed out again, my lingering spirit saw Terrance put his arm around Phillip's shoulders.
"He seems familiar somehow." Terrance said, gazing into the distance as the area around them faded to black.
"Of course he does." Phillip replied, leaning into Terrance's side, "He's just like you when you were younger. He's a little quieter, though…"
"Quieter?! He's dead silent!" Terrance exclaimed, looking at Phillip in exasperation. Phillip just laughed. Terrance sighed, looking upward. "He really does remind me of me, though. He even has a somewhat-familiar blond boyfriend." he said, grinning at Phillip.
"We may both be blond, but that is the ONLY similarity." Phillip growled, glaring at Terrance.
"Blond hair, light blue shirts, dating guys with black hair…" Terrance said in a sing-song voice, laughing when Phillip crossed his arms, pouting. But there was a ghost of a smile on his face, his joy at my success as obvious as his boyfriend's.