good night!" daniel shouted as he climbed the stairs letting out a yawn,' staying up to watch a movie marathon was worth it completely even if I'll be tired in this morning."
opening his room door, his half open eyes flew open at the sight at the several scarcely dressed men and women stood before with rose petals falling from the sky, the real kicker was his best friend standing in the middle of them hold a bouquets of rose the only thing covering his modesty, when their eyes sam just smirk before waving his free hand.
one of the loin wearing men grabbed his right hand and pulled him into the room while a leather bikini wearing women closed the door behind him, "SAm what's happ-" daniel was cut off by a pair of warm lips colliding with his own.
taking a seat on daniel bed sam smirked, "do not think just enjoy," as he finished speaking hands began to peel off daniel clothing leaving him a nude as the day he was born, "well aren't you full of energy" he commented on the state of daniels sword which was bigger then he thought it would be.
"Listen to your friend," a silk wearing female said," enjoy" she softly guided his back to the floor "for the rest of your life TiME MorRtAl" her mouth opened to reveal rows of teeth and three slimy tongues.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" daniel screamed as his eyes flew open, sitting up in his bed he wildly looked around as he clutched his chest the other hand at the ready right runes."AAAHHh" he screamed again as a ring tone played, after taking a few breaths to calm himself he answered the phone'great hearing from him after that dream I just had' daniel groaned as the memory of a mostly naked sam played through his mind which was helping with the stiffness between his legs.
taking a deep breath he answers the call," so how did you like the dre-?" he ended the call.
twenty minutes later after daniel had taken a cold shower and had a cup of coffee in hand did he answer another one of sam's calls, "what the fuck did you do!"
"I needed to pratic a dream influencing method to causes wet dreams."
"why me"
"I can contact you and see how it went from your end this method makes it hard for me to see the dream"
"fine" the blush returned weaker than before" until the end where it became a NIGHTMARE"
"that was a possibility because this method was created especially to make nightmares, but changing at the end I can work with until I figure out how to adjust it...so guys and girls!?" daniel ended the call.
'at least he doesn't know he was in it' at that moment he got a test from sam.
[for the record I am flattered to be apart of your wet dream]
*CRASH* daniel's cup coiled against the wall right next to a rather weird looking vase groaning unintelligibly the teen hides his face within his arms, his day could not be any worse.
it was five minutes later that sam sent him another text,[funfact of dream influencing it is incredibly easy to insert yourself into the dreams of others :p]
the moment it connected daniel sent a text to sam [i'm calling your mother]
[no wait] sam hurry replied
[why] daniel sent after a moment
[you can choose my next target]
[and?]
[i'll teach you something of your choice], daniel already knew what he wanted to learn and told sam what that was.[thats what you want to learn]...[alrighy but no tear I'm not a gentle teacher] daniel already knew that he remembered when sam had to tutor that one kid in knife throwing, sam was a teacher with affective methods but using the boys fear of the dark was a bit much even if he cold now pin a fly buy it wings without looking.
[as for your next target I think Samantha the queen would be a good choice], in response his friend sent him a lot of mischievous looking enjoy,' i hate when he's in a pranking mood-daniel thoughts stopped cold-sam is in a pranking mood I need to skip town' daniel instantly realized that was unnecessary and probably wouldn't work, for the record daniel didn't believe he was being dramatic ask anyone who has been a victim to sam mischievousness and them will agree with him to skip town except for the other teens mother.
when he was in this kind of mood his pranks could range from annoying to traumatizing, 'God I'm having flashbacks to when he got mischievous on those thugs... I wonder do they still fear the ringing of bells hopefully sam doesn't go too far this time.' sadly that was hope remain just a hope.
Sam was in a great mood the last few days have been great fun messing with people's dreams,' my lord you should be more careful you could be discovered!'
"your right that is a possibility I have to put more time between giving people wet dreams I can use it to prepare or other things but higher beings that were great-take a few deep breaths to remove the straight-up savage smile from his face the rave placed the small cauldron in the corner of his room-okay remind me what was my other plan for the day?"
'you wanted to visit the gym and a florist,' the helper answered. "yes thank you" after grabbing the gym bag before leaving the house, locking the door behind him he adjusted the strap on the bag before setting a jogging pace.
a long jog later sam arrived at the gym he joined a month ago, entering he greeted the receptionist before heading to the locker to change. coming out of them a few minutes sam immediately began on the bench press turning on the auto spotter he began 20 pounds for 20 reps before increasing the weight and number of reps.
As he worked his body Sam let his thoughts wander mostly about the other plans he had 'so I guess I should make the website tonight but I don't know the first thing about that do I know anyone who does...Tyrone' at this point sam had moved to a treadmill.
'he spends all day on his computer so he may have some idea and I can use the chance to check up on him in person instead of over the phone like he has been doing the past month'. increasing the speed on the treadmill sam changed his train of thought away from that mistake. running on the treadmill for twenty minty at most sam sat down for a short break and to rehydrate.
when he deemed his body rested enough sam headed over to a free punching bag, it was different from the one he had at home which was literally just for him to wail on this one had all kind of measurement devices in it to tell many forms of data. setting it to tell him the force of his blows.
he started with a straight jab which if his memory served him right at his strongest past strength it went through an inch of steel on pure strength. now he according to the holographic numbers he wouldn't even make a dent and probably hurt himself.
*sigh*'no point in mopping on my strength or lack of it, let's see about energy enhancements'. summoning his mana it flowed through his wire to every inch of his body ready to be used at a moment's notice. unleashing another straight jab with a burst of mana sam knocked with the faint sound of flesh hitting the bag rigging out. 'so the force surpassed the noise suppering a little'looking at the number displayed he had to double take he expected the force to be at least double but almost five times was a bit much 'are my wires stronger than I thought?'
considering the possibility for a while before shaking the thoughts out of his head before trying out the force of a constant mana enhanced straight jab, then keeping the mana enhancement up sam began to unleash dozens of blows onto the bag eventually settling in mindless rhythm. only stopping to get water and putting on his gloves.
after three hours at the gym, sam head home every part of him aching but feeling satisfied. when he returned home he dropped his bag in his room before grabbing a stasis jar from the cabinets filled with something oatmeal cookies, personally, sam didn't care for them but Tyrone loved them especially sam's mother recipe.' lets apology and bribery so what else will I need-sam snapped his finger-that brew should do'.
heading up to his room sam grabbed an empty caldren but was stopped there by the helper 'my lord didn't you wish to visit a florist'.
'FANDEN' setting the caldren on his bed sam booked it outside and down the street constant mana enhancement to give him more speed, not twenty minutes later he slid to a stop in front of a small shop. wincing at the scrapes on his soles and the minor mana burns he felt sam entered the store. waving at the cashier sam went around the store accessing the merchandise before picking a signal white rose a single red rose.
Handing them over to the cashier he paid for them to be teleported to an address in South Africa along with a short message, though current teleportation technology could move anything heavier the average five-year-old he knew the flowers would arrive at there destination before midnight even if it cost sam a hundred American dollars.
steeping out of the store sam looked up to the moon in its half full glory,' the night sky I wonder how the view is from where,' as he feet carried him home sam watched the sky wondering about the receiver of his flowers, the helper privy to there lords thoughts and a few memories that the source's companion thought they would need to help there lord knew who their Lord was thinking about.
'with the protections you have set for them I can assure they are most likely happy and healthy and it not like you lack the methods to check on them!'
shaking his head sam responded to the helper' you're right my emotions got the best of me for a moment.' picking up the past sam considered if he should cheek up on them, ' it wouldn't be hard but there problem of what I would do it would definitely be rash.'
even after he entered his house sam went back and forth on the issue in his heart he wanted to but he knew in his head it would be a bad idea his stomach wanted candy. putting the issue aside for a moment sam went back upstairs grabbing the cauldron sitting on his bed and setting it down on the floor.
lifting the lid he wiped his finger across the inter to check it was clean nodding in satisfaction sam went about gathering the necessities for the potion he was making. it was a pretty simple to make and usually, the first potion any witch made, the brew of satisfaction was the potions name completely different level from the bottle of dreams potion that sam has been using to mess with other's dreams.
the brew of satisfaction started like all potions lighting a witch flame under the cauldron and half filling the cauldron with the base liquid which for the potion was simple triple purified water. while the water came to a boil sam summoned up his witch power to his hands, the only sign of change was his fingernails turning violet and growing half an inch.
when the water started to boil sam began to wave his hands as if conducting call forth all kinds of items from around the room. the first thing to go in the water was ground prolorn, stir to dissolve followed by seeds of a targeting apple which soak for five minters before being removed and replaced by the seeds of an explosive orange, repeat with over ten kinds fruits and vegetable seeds. then leave on simmer for thirty minutes and you're done.
putting out the witch fire sam wrapped the hot pot in witch telekinesis lifting it from the ground, holding it in front of him sam made his way downstairs where he set the cooling cauldron down on the kitchen table, before grabbing a plate from the cabinets. opening the jar of something oatmeal cookie sam began to dip them one by one in the clear potion before placing them on the place until he had twenty.
closing the jar he placed it back in the cabinet before grabbing another jar of homemade treats. until he had used half the potion which left 2-3 cups which he used poured in a water bottle, before grabbing some paper rapping and a long stream of ribbons to create a gift basket. he quickly checked the time,' no good he napping around this time so that means I have an hour or so before I can deliver this gift'.
sam debate with himself what he could do knowing whatever it was couldn't take to long before an idea hit him, 'how about a daydream'. returning upstairs sam grab the cauldron placing it on his bed and pulled off the lid,' since I don't have anyone specific in mind let's find someone,' calling on the power of his newest core sam reached to the lust of other within the 10-mile range.
ignoring the helper comment on how his range has improved sam focused on those with low-level lust, 'oh she'll do' keeping a lock on his target he called on his witch core making triple sure the two energy didn't cross(the core still weren't getting along). the power of a witch allowed him to change the potions state of matter into a senbon.
moments later the senbon was infused with the power of sam's lust core and on a warpath to the targeted female. when it entered her arm it revered back to a liquid state allowing the potion to enter her bloodstream, leaving her thinking she had been bitten by a bug.
from his room, sam watched as the daydream formed in her head,'i should have made some popcorn'.