The beginning of Sunday was not much better than the beginning of Saturday. The only difference was that Dustin abused his title of Younger Brother as much as he abused his title of Older Brother. After enduring breakfast once more, Mark asked Ty to mow the lawn.
By 'asked', Ty meant 'yelled at repeatedly', of course. In the middle of his yelling, Mark exclaimed, "So long as you live under my roof, you're going to follow my rules, and do what I ask you to, you little-"
That caused Ty to have an idea. He waited for Mark to finish yelling and went back to his room. If Ty no longer lived under Mark's roof, he wouldn't need to follow his rules. "I wish I lived in a mansion," he said, waiting. Nothing happened. The creaky heating still creaked, Mark was still complaining beneath him, and Dusty's phone was still screaming out in the next room. Ty sighed, and resigned himself to mowing the lawn-
... Ty looked at the dark wood beneath his feet, the fancy artwork on the walls, the gold and glass table-thing in the corner. This... wasn't his house.
He turned around and found a palatial bedroom, all fit to (a very fancy and expensive version of) his tastes. It even had roughly the same layout as his old bedroom- with a bed in the corner, a closet in the opposing corner, and two windows between them. Although this bedroom had a bed much larger than the one his step-parents had (which was a king if he remembered correctly), a walk-in closet the size of his old room, a massive balcony with huge windows, and an ensuite. He entered the ensuite- which was also the size of his old bedroom- and marvelled at the display of wealth and opulence. His eyes caught the mirror, and he grimaced slightly. He still looked like... well, himself.
Also, the thought came to him that he wasn't sure where he was, or if he was allowed to be in here, or... well, anything about the current circumstances. The view from his room showed that he was in a deep forest, but apart form that, he had no idea. "I wish I knew where I was," he said, before stumbling over nothing. He caught himself on the bathroom sink and suddenly knew exactly where he was: the middle of the forest outside of his hometown. "Okay, okay," he said, laying down on his bed. "I wish that no one except me knows of this place, except for those I allow to. I also wish that the estate magically produced everything I need, like food, water, electricity, power, and so on and so forth."
He suddenly remembered he had staff keeping the place running. A tense feeling reached his core, and he felt the need to fix the problem immediately.
"I wish that the staff were all hot robot maids that obeyed me no matter what," he found himself saying. As soon as he finished, he heard a knock at the door.
"Master Ty~" a slightly robotic female voice called out. "Are you awake?" The door opened, and in walked a... well, a model wearing a robotic french maid cosplay. Adeline- why did he know her name- smiled widely at him. "Good morning master!" she exclaimed cheerfully, "Would you like me to bring up breakfast, or would you like to come downstairs?"
"I'll come down," he said, watching her bed at her waist. The dress was too long to show anything, but... well, she was still very hot.
"Okay! I'll tell Sarah," she said, leaving the room.
Ty let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in. He wished he was dressed- his clothes didn't change, only becoming cleaner and less worn down- and he stepped out the door, wondering what else he was going to do today.