Colin concentrated as he held the stash aloft and said, "I wish the world was in a state of eternal peace."
It was a cliche wish, sure... but maybe the money was just fake. Spoiler Alert: It was real, and it glowed as it rose into the air, sending golden waves of magic across the world.
"I wish I would remember this world!" Colin yelled as the rest of the magic money joined the glowing ring and blasted forth a wave of blinding light that knocked him out.
Colin awoke, and everything was so different. There wasn't a single ounce of crime in the street, no homeless people, everyone wearing a rather eerie smile of sorts. Colin saw people of formerly clashing backgrounds behave like friends. Poor and rich, fat and thin, everyone he could see. He looked over his games and saw that they were effected as well. Doom and his fighting games were nowhere to be seen, in Metroid instead of shooting foes Samus zapped them with... hearts. And the art all around was so bright, cheery, and sappy.
"Okay, so I've transported myself into a cartoon from the era of moral authoritarian overbearing. It's fine, I can work with this." Colin told himself.
Then there was a knock on the door, it was...