Finally, I am back. The trip was great. Not so good for my aunt though. Only if I had read all your "Don't eat the chocolate" comments before.
I peeked into the box at my home. The ten sugary surprises wrapped in golden foil looked back at me. As I was looking, there were two others. Bad guy and Good guy from inside my head. Their conversation with me was a bit like this-
"Look at all those sugary surprises. Go ahead. Eat one." Bad Guy spoke.
"Don't do it. Remember. They are for your Aunt to reduce her stares." Good Guy protested
"The chocolates will protect you from all the stares."
"Don't do it."
"Alright. Eat just one. See if it works."
"Okay. Just one." Good Guy agreed.
I picked a chocolate and ate it. Bad Guy and Good Guy were still having a talk. Good Guy kept suggesting, "Just one."
By the end, all I had were wrappers. No chocolates. Not even one. Bad Guy and Good Guy had disappeared and my Mom was honking the car.
I took the empty box, carried it all the way and then threw it in a Garbage Can near my Aunt's house. I arrived there in the evening. She opened the door and was wearing a big smile. That was surprising. We spoke for sometime. I didn't have to use my double eye patch all the while.
Then, the phone rang. It was my Mom doing the "Did he arrive" call. They spoke for a while and then,
"Hope you like the chocolates..."
"Well... The ones my son brought."
"Oh. I never saw them. Why don't you ask him?"
I spoke to my Mom and told her about how a Burglar stole the Chocolate Box and gave it to his friend. That wasn't convincing.
Anyway, I was at Mars and everything around was weird.
"You should read some of these books." She pointed to a large bookshelf with many books.
"Okay." I picked a book and got seated. Now, books make me think. Thinking makes me sleep. I fell asleep. After a few minutes, there was a thing standing next to me and coughing. Zombie? Scary Woman from a Movie? Ghost? I looked closely. The thing was my aunt.
Next day was there soon. We were outside in her garden. She spoke a lot about flowers and gardening. This time, I wasn't thinking.
"I love gardening." She said.
"I like it too..." I have had bad experiences with Gardening. The last time I helped my Mom with a plant, resulted in the leaves going missing. All that was left was a stick.
"Wow. That's nice. Can you trim this shrub for me? This is one of my favorite plants. I love its fragrance." She pointed at a shrub with beautiful flowers on it. I was going to say a NO!
"I'll be glad to." I didn't mean it. The words just blurted out. She thanked me and left. I was now alone standing in her garden with a shrub.
I picked the garden shears and started. After a lot of work, there was a finished product. It was now a weird looking plant.
"Oh my god! What's that?" My Aunt screamed.
"Well, that's you shrub now looking even more beautiful."
I was late in getting the eye patch. I got many stares and looks.
I finally returned to Earth today. My Mom greeted me with a Hello and then a stare.
"So, the chocolates were taken away by a burglar. How about the trimming? Did he drop by her garden and do it for you?"
"Not exactly. He sent his friend this time!" Again, not very convincing.
My Mom mailed her the chocolates. This time, Bad Guy, Good Guy and I never got to see it...
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