I was worried but excited altogether.
'O... Ok... but what was that wish about, exactly?'
'Now you and your little sister can order your mom around. And she's going to obey. Nothing too crude, as you can see.'
'Is she going to act like a zombie?'
'Of course not. It wouldn't be funny. What do you think? I'm a pro!'
'God... I couldn't get a magic ring like in common fairytales, no, I should get a magic ring with a comedian within.'
'Hey, boy, I can hear you! Instead of blaming, give it a try! Order the bitch something.'
'Hey she's my mom!'
I sat down. "Mom, I'd like a coke."
Mom stared at me: "And so? Aren't you asking me it, right?"
"N... No, of course... I was asking for permission."
Mom giving me a questioning look and then returned to her job: "Ok, you can take it."
The Spirit gave out another deep laugh: 'Asking for permission! What a wimp!'
'You liar! You said...'
'I said to order her around, no to ask her or said her... If I think who We have served before...' then It sighed deeply and got quite.
"Mom... gimme a coke!" I said trembling and I could bet the Spirit sighed again.
"Again this shit." said mom standing "You're seeking for troubles today." And in the meantime she went to the fridge and took a coke. Just then, when she was walking back to me, she looked puzzled. And she looked even more puzzled when she give me my coke.