“I can explain Sam, I’m not hiding these dogs. I have permission to have them here because they aren’t my dogs but the land lord’s dogs. He went out of town for a week and Keith stupidly volunteered us to watch them for a cut on the rent for this month.” You lie to Sam hoping that he will believe you.
“I see that sounds just like Keith”, Sam says with a chuckle. Offended Keith lets out a sharp bark startling Sam making him jump back.
“Oh, I’m sorry about that, you have no need to fear these guys they are actually quite friendly”, you apologize to as you guide him into your apartment making sure to close the door behind him.
“Yeah, I will just take your word on that”, Sam says as he sits down on the couch. That is when you remember, Sam does not like dogs and has a slight fear of them. With that you grab Keith and Pat and lock them in Keith’s room. “Where is Keith at, is he this at the college registering for classes?”
Not sure what to tell Sam you continue to lie, “I doubt that. I took him to the college this morning and the second we got there he bolted. I’m pretty sure he is just wondering around town now and hasn’t signed up for a single class.”
Sam starts to laugh and apologizes, “I am so sorry that is just too much like Keith! He is so dedicated to being a lazy bum!” With his superior dog hear Keith still heard what Sam said and you can hear him let out another bark as he starts to scratch on the door.
Your happy Sam seems to believe all the lies you are feeding him and no longer looks like he wants to make a run for it. You decide the keep on lying and convince Sam that everything that has happened to you today is just a story that you are writing. “Hey, Sam before we play some games I need your help with a story that I am writing and hoping to publish.”
“Uh, a story? You do remember that writing is not exactly my area of expertise, right?” Sam asks confused.
“Yeah, I know the problem I am have with the story is a science one”, you tell Sam as you sit down on the other end of the couch, but without realizing you drop the keys on the couch next to Sam.
“Okay I guess I can help if that is your problem.”
“Great so this is the story, it is about this guy that acquires these car keys that turn out to be magical. He first realizes it when he goes to unlock his car and it changes from a dumpy old car into a sports car. He then changes the car a few more times before beginning to wonder if his car is the only thing that he can change.”
“Sorry, I hate to interrupt you, but this is not science it is magic”, says Sam as he begins to wonder if he can help you after all.
“No, please wait I am getting there”, you plead with Sam. “Like I said he starts to wonder if his car is the only thing he can change, so he tries to use the keys on his friend hoping to change he ratty cloths he is wearing into a nice suit for a job interview that his friend has. Although that is where things begin to go awry, as he accidentally turns his friend into a dog. From their he turns his friend into shit then back into a dog, a police officer into a literal bitch, the cop’s car into a dog treats, a family into cloths, and his land lord into a chew toy.” As you finish you begin to realize just how much of a hole you have gotten yourself into and start to question if you will be able to fix it all.
“Well that is an interesting story, to say the least, but I still do not see how I can help. What you are dealing with is magic not science”, explains Sam as he starts to standup.
You reach over and pull Sam back onto the couch pleading, “No please you have to help me! I know it is magic but there must be some scientific way to go about learning how to control the keys’ magic!”
Starting to get nervous again because of the strange way you are acting Sam tries to inch farther away from you on the couch. As he does so he sits on the keys and you here the click and begin to see the bright white light. “Oh shit!” you yell as you begin to feel yourself and realize that you have misplaced the keys.