In the quiet suburban neighborhood where Ben lived, a garage sale stirred up a whirlwind of excitement. The neighborhood buzzed with anticipation as families sifted through old belongings in search of hidden treasures. Ben, a curious 12-year-old with a penchant for adventure, found himself drawn to the mysterious allure of his neighbor's garage sale free box.
Amongst the odds and ends, Ben's eyes widened as he unearthed an ancient-looking coin. It sparkled with an otherworldly gleam, and an inscription on its surface hinted at magical origins “Wish and it shall be” read the coin . Excitement bubbled within him as he clutched the coin tightly in his hand.
Eager to share his discovery, Ben rushed inside to show his older brother, Gabe. Bursting into Gabe's room, Ben exclaimed, "Look, Gabe! I found this magic coin in the neighbor's free box. It's got this cool inscription. I bet it grants wishes!"
Gabe, a 21-year-old bodybuilder with muscles that could rival Hercules, glanced over with a smirk. As he changed out of his gym clothes, the room seemed to shrink with the sheer bulk of his post-workout physique. His muscles, still pumped from the intense gym session, rippled beneath his skin.
"Magic, huh?" Gabe chuckled, in his deep voice. "You're still into fairy tales at your age, Ben? I think you've been watching too many cartoons."
Undeterred, Ben insisted, "I'm serious, Gabe! I'm going to make a wish, and you'll see." He clutched the coin tightly, determination etched across his face.
Rolling his eyes, Gabe teasingly remarked, "Go ahead, little wizard. Wish for a lifetime supply of candy or something."
“I have a better idea. I wish…”