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Steve was at a crowded nightclub drunkenly heckling a magician while she tried to do her act.

"You suck," he hollered. "I bet you couldn't even pull a rabbit out of a hat!"

The magician looked furious for a moment, but then she smiled.

"Yes, I can," she said. "But I'll require assistance from somebody in the audience. Will you kindly volunteer, sir?"

Steve hadn't expected that. He rose on wobbly legs and made his way onstage.

"Okay," he said. "What do I gotta do?"

"Just sit here," the magician said, giving her table an inviting pat. "I'll do the rest."

Steve hopped up on the cushioned table top, his feet dangling a few inches from the floor. The stage lights were blinding and all those beers were starting to make his head spin. He was a little worried he'd pass out right there onstage, but he sat up straight and gave the magician a sneer.

"Come on," he said. "Let's see what you can do, Hermione. Show me the bunny."

The magician snapped her fingers and suddenly she was holding a top hat. She waved it in the air, sweeping it between Steve and the audience, and everything seemed to blink out for a moment. When Steve's vision cleared he found that he was clutching a carrot. He took a bite and gave the crowd a smirk.

"See? I told you she couldn't..."

But his voice sounded funny, like he'd been huffing helium. The men in the crowd all started to whistle and holler like they were watching a strip show or something. Steve didn't like the sound of it, and he didn't like the way the magician was smiling at him. 

"Voila," she said.

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