8: the Tesla
So far, business was going very well for Bushface and Firestar. They had made 6,450 dollars from seventeen different customers that visited to talk to Firestar. And only two of them said that Firestar was a fake!
"Man, it's only been four hours and we already have loads of money! By next week, we'll have enough to buy a Tesla!"
"Don you already have like 30 trillion dollars?" Firestar asked.
"Oh, yeah! I do! Let's go buy one now!" Bushface exclaimed. He grabbed a bag of paper money and ran out the door. He teleported himself and Firestar to the car shop.
This car shop had every car brand in the world, from Ford pickup trucks to Jeeps to Tesla cars, which was the golden prize Bushface had his eye on.
He picked out he shiniest, new-looking Tesla in the entire place and raced toward it. "Firestar! It's perfect!"
Firestar came over and looked the bright white Tesla up and down. "She's a real beauty! How much does it cost?" He asked.
"Let's see here... Only $42,999,999 and 99 cents! We have a lot more than that, even in just this bag!" He started toward the car salesman who was standing in the entrance to the small building behind all the cars.
"Well that's good. But why not just make it 43 million? That seems pointless."
"Well, 42,999,999 and 99 cents is a lot less than 43 million! We could save so much money!"
"You're only saving one cent."
"Don't be ridiculous, Firestar! This thing's cheap!"
"Sigh... You're getting tricked by sales tactic again. You know how people like to do that to make it seem like things cost less. They'll end up charging 43 million anyway with the tax.
"You don't sound like Firestar right now," Bushface grumbled and continued walking to the car salesman.
"Hey! Don't hurt my feelings! I'm the legendary leader of ThunderClan!" Firestar protested.
"Sorry!"
By now Bushface had reached the salesman and told him he wanted the Tesla.
"Okay! That'll be 43 million dollars." The salesman told Bushface.
"Told you so!" Firestar shouted from back by the Tesla.
Bushface reached into his plastic money bag, grabbing several rectangular pieces of paper with "100"s and "1,000"s written on them. He carefully counted them before dropping all of the money on the table. "Here you go!"
The salesman carefully studied the money, suspicion creeping into his gaze. "Wait... Did you just make a bunch of fake money so you could buy anything you want?"
Bushface shook his head. "Nope!"
"Oh, okay! Well, in that case, you can go ahead and take the car! Thanks for buying here!"
Bushface nodded and ran back to Firestar. He was so excited to drive his new car!
