Sammy's eyes beam with delight, "Aww, (IYNH)! I heard a lot about you. When do you think your father will be back?"
"Not sure. He should be back at least before 7 pm."
Sammy smiled, "Well, that gives us time to chat some more then. Come sit down.." Sammy motions you to your living room.
"Sorry for the appearance. I recently lost my house to a big fire. Only things I had left were these shirts and such."
You felt awful. You were so quick to judge this portly man than you hadn't even considered the opposite. That's why he was invited over for dinner.
"That's no problem. I figured that you had a reason for that shirt," You lie, but figured it was more to soothe your own hurt ego and conscience. Sammy looked down at his belly.
"Yeah, but I can't say it doesn't make me realize how far I've come with gaining weight. No where near your father, but looking forward to getting bigger."
You liked Sammy's attitude. You do have the powder with you. Sammy seemed like a decent guy. He deserved to have a break. You sit down with Sammy after bringing some coffee. You then tell Sammy the whole story of the powder and how you got bigger.
"So that's how you got big?" said Sammy looking at your portly body.
You pat your pot proudly, "Sure did. And I'm going to return you the favor and then some."
You take out the powder. Sammy looks quite moved, "You mean everything? Kid, do you know what this means to me?"
You smile, "Nope, but that doesn't matter. We have the powder and we are going to use it okay. All of it's power to take you from the bottom, and put you into the clouds."
Sammy started to shed a tear and then smiled, "Okay kid. You let that powder go full blast!"
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