“Magic” Gummies

 

 

So, we’re all in agreement that magic gummies are supposed to be vodka or something right? So even if your perpetual broke cousin walks around the family party, trying to bum 20 dollars off the adults in the basement, offering only gummies, that's a semi-fair trade, right? I mean I know—depends on the vodka— but work with me. 

Let me be honest, I had a feeling Hwan was full of it but thought he must be desperate to lie so badly. I bought the gummies and tried one. Bland as shit. No alcohol. I told him as much. I wasn’t even upset, just a flat "nothing was in there.” You know what that dick tells me? I didn’t believe ‘hard’ enough. The audacity. So, I fired back if the gummies are magic why didn’t he use them to make himself rich. 

“It’s not that kind of magic.” He grinded his teeth.

“Oh, what kind of ‘magic’ is it?” I mocked him.

Now, I know I must have pissed him off because he bolted upstairs calling my little brother’s name. “Ryung, you brother’s got gummies!” like he was tattling to my mom. I tried to tackle that fuck on the steps, but he slipped out of my grasp. By the time I made it upstairs I pointed around “Where is he?” My younger cousins pointed outside. I saw him running his mouth to Ryung through the window. Ryung had been playing with our aunt’s dog and now his attention was on me. Trust me when I say the last thing that kid needed was sugar. He stormed in begging for the “magic” gummies while I shot death glares at Hwan. 

If there’s one good thing about having a large mixed family is that someone always wants something, so I was able to sneak away from Ryung. And I promised to kick Hwan’s ass later. When the party was over, Ryung didn’t even ask about the gummies, too busy convincing mom and dad why we needed a dog. My parents weren’t budging on that though. We made it home around midnight. I was mostly a zombie walking upstairs when Ryung asked to sleep in my room. I didn't even think about it, just said “sure.” We’d done it before.  I took off my clothes and fell into bed but didn’t fall asleep right away. I spotted Ryung dragging his sleeping bag and pillow in and throwing it on the floor. 

Closing my eyes, I will admit I did hear Ryung moving around but that wasn’t anything new. I even heard him munchkin on something, but I was fading at that point. Then I was gone.

What woke me up the next day was the loud snoring. I peered over my bed, curious. There was a dude as big as me lying on top of my brothers sleeping back. He was sprawled out wearing my brother’s underwear, but it wasn’t my brother’s body in them. “Oh shit!” I jumped back the man on the floor raised his head, watching me crawl back to the wall he looked at himself. 

“Holy hell,” He looked down at his large hands. His eyes were traveling all over himself.

“Get the fuck outta my room.” I reached for an umbrella. Only thing in reach as a weapon.

“It’s me, Ryung!” He jumped up full body on display in front of me, hands out. The underwear was tight. Body ripped. But the face was Ryung’s... just older and with gummies latched on.

“What the hell happened to you?”

“Hwan told me, I should try the gummies when your asleep said you had put them in your pants. I never saw you take them out, so I ate them.” He stood putting his hand behind his back, “But I kind of want some more now.” He licked his lips.

Now I was really going to whoop Hwan's ass.