You sit down at the table and pick up the newspaper and start reading the help wanted section. A few dish washers needed, along with gardening services. But one that really catches your eye is the Assistant for a local wrestler! You're a moderate fan of wrestling on TV, and you've been to a few local shows. You also know that the WWE hire wrestlers from the local league sometimes. So you could become semi famous and make money. You read over the ad and apparently you'll need to travel with the wrestler, help with his training, help organize his life and travel around with him, not very far, just 500miles away at the maximum.
You continue reading it and you hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and you look up to see Mike walking down with a bigger belly bouncing. He's only in his boxers and looks like he hasn't shaven in a few days. His big belly looks like it sure did grow over his first year at college.
"Hey little bro," Mike says messing up your hair with his giant hand.
"Stop that," you say and slap his hand out of your hair.
"Fine," Mike says looking down at the paper," not going give your brother a hello and welcome back hug?"
"Fine," you sigh and stand up and open your arms up wide and hug the warm flesh of your brother.
Mike wraps his thick arms around you and hugs you next to his huge belly and lifts you off the ground and squeezes the air out of you.
Mike puts you back on the ground and lets you go and slaps his belly.
"Whoa," you gasp.
"I know," Mike smiles," I'm bigger and stronger then ever. You just better not get in my way."
With that Mike turns and raids the fridge and you gather the newspaper and your new CD and head up to your bedroom to continue.
You'll go for the job, you'll get the Wishing Powder and maybe your new boss will be able to teach Mike a thing or two.
You look up the date to meet him and notice that it's tomorrow.
After a long night of hearing Mike's glory stories about football and his friends at college tomorrow finally arrives and you spring out of bed and get dress and head downstairs and have breakfast with your Dad and mom.
"What?" asks Dad, a rather large man at 360 in a dress suit already for work," up before noon?"
"Yep," you smile pouring yourself some cereal," got me a job interview."
"Good to hear son," your Dad smiles," Now if only Mike will do the same."
"Let him have a few lazy days Rob," Mom smiles sitting next to you.
You eat your breakfast and tell your folks about the ad and they back you up and see that it could help you get fit, organized and be fun.
You nod and finish your breakfast and head down to the park to meet.
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