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Author's Note: Constructive criticism welcomed, particularly on characterization.
Chapter 13: (Un)Lucky Number 7/13
A sandy POOF enveloped Anti-Cosmo, confusing him.
"Why did you call me?"
"We captured a genie/Anti-Fairy hybrid," said Lewis.
"He nicked your stuff."
Anti-Cosmo smiled. Norm couldn't stop him now, could he?
Calais wondered why Norm hadn't come back. What could have happened to him? Anti-Cosmo did disappear in a sandy POOF that reminded her of the Sandman, so maybe the Sandman had caught Norm.
She wondered if she could be any help, but reminded herself that Norm was an devious genie and surely able to trick himself out of any bad situation that could arise. He probably didn't need her help, and telling Chester of what happened would probably cause him to accidentally make the situation even worse. She didn't want that to happen.
Norm hated being trapped, even if he was trapped in a room full of magically comfortable mattress. Regardless of how comfortable they were, it couldn't help but eventually get boring.
However, Norm knew that however bored he got, if he went to sleep, he might lose his chance to escape the mattress prison and defeat Anti-Cosmo.
Norm wondered if the mattresses could burn. He POOFed a flame onto his fingertip and touched the mattresses. Nope. No ignition. He groaned. On the day one wants things to catch fireā¦
They don't.
Norm looked for holes and turned himself into a beetle. He smiled as he found one and escaped through it.
The air tasted so great now that he was out.
Patio World. Yes, paved areas adjoining houses, and roofless inner courtyards typical of Spanish style houses had their own world. Yes, Anti-Cosmo wanted to conquer it. He wondered how one would even conquer such a place. He supposed that buying all its patios would probably work.
"Would you like to buy a patio?"
"Yes, I would like to buy them all."
"That's thirteen million nine hundred ninety nine point ninety nine dollars," replied the patio salesman. "Pay up!"
Anti-Cosmo linked his Anti-Credit Card into the bank machine and pulled the amount requested by the salesman from Pixie World. The Pixies were rich, so he was sure they could stand to lose millions of dollars. If they couldn't stand to, that didn't matter too much to him. He could always conquer other worlds and acquire more money.
Anti-Cosmo paid the salesman the required amount of money.
He smiled sinisterly. Seven down, the rest of the universe to go!
Seven was a lucky number, so Anti-Cosmo didn't like it. What if the lucky number helped Norm, Chester, Anti-Norm and the female genie defeat him?
He had to acquire World News Tonight tonight if he wanted to remain the ruler of at least some parts of the universe. Anti-Cosmo then reconsidered that thought. World News Tonight was probably a hard World to acquire and many other Worlds existed, including Cherry World, Hairy World, Dairy World, Scary World and Burger World. Scary World sounded easy. Scary World, it was.
Norm had left Mattress World by now, and wondered where Anti-Cosmo was and where he'd be next. Cherry World? Hairy World? Scary World? Dairy World? Burger World? Patio World? World News Tonight? Was the Chin Universe a World?
It occurred to Norm that Scary World probably matched up well to Anti-Cosmo's personality and values, so it probably would be easy for him to conquer and might be one of his first stops.
