THE SHOW OF PINSERVAL THE GREAT, THE INCREDIBLE. THE ONE TRAINED BY THE GREAT MASTER FWOOMBUS HIMSELF!
An omake by chickenbouillon
Once upon a time, it was a lovely morning in the city of Horizon. It was a fragile, transient peace. Marked by the chirping of birds, the laughter of children, and the smell of flowers.
And that peace is immediately, promptly shattered by the appearance of a man.
The man promptly throws himself into the middle of the park, clears his throat once, and snaps his fingers. He's wiry thin, with a mustache that's equally as lean, and wears a dapper gray suit that is quite stylish if I do say so myself. With the snap of his fingers, a nearby tree is immediately turned into a massive magician's stage, complete with curtains and everything necessary to perform a show.
However, the people merely groan in agony. Not the agony of someone tortured, but the sheer pain of someone who has seen the same antics repeated again and again without end.
"ATTENTION!!!" The man bellows, his wiry frame somehow possessing an extremely loud voice that absolutely thunders across the field. "YOU ARE INVITED TO ANOTHER SHOW BY PINSERVAL THE GREAT!!! THE GREATEST WIZARD OF ALL TIME!! A MAGICIAN BEYOND COMPARE!! TRAINED BY THE GREAT MASTER FWOOMBUS HIMSELF!!"
The audience winces at his extremely loud voice, before sighing and resigning themselves to clapping sarcastically. If he notices their lack of fervor, he does not let it show.
Oh who am I kidding? He probably didn't notice anyway. Because Edgar Pinserval is a lunatic beyond words GREAT WIZARD WHO DOES NOT CARE ABOUT WHAT HAPPENS BEHIND HIS BACK!!!
Once again, he basks in the applause for a few seconds longer, before turning to the audience and pointing at a particularly unfortunate woman who was in the middle of jogging. Resigned and tired, she simply turns to him and recites the lines: "Oh.. hooray.. how may I help you today, Great Wizard?"
"I AM GLAD YOU HAVE ASKED!!" He screams loudly. "I SHALL HAVE YOU BE MY ASSISTANT TODAY!! HA!" He points at her, and a bright beam of light flies towards her direction before anyone can react. When it hits her, there is a puff of pink smoke.
When the smoke clears.. she is replaced by.. a massive pig wearing a tophat. With monocles. If her reaction is any indication however, she is very clearly aware of her new transformation. And not pleased whatsoever.
"YOUR NAME IS NOW WADDLES!! WADDLES, CLIMB TO THE STAGE!!!" He yells again. And can he stop doing that? I'm getting tired of my job as a narrator consisting only of describing him yelling. But either way. It works. The newly christened pig climbs up to the stage with all the enthusiasm of an prisoner who is facing the guillotine.
"NOW!! For my first trick!! WADDLES SHALL PERFORM AN OBSTACLE COURSE!" He points towards a table in the middle of the stage, and yet another bright beam of light shoots towards it. Immediately, a massive obstacle course appears out of nowhere. Complete with a massive pool with platforms sticking out of it.
Before Waddles the Pig can perform this grueling task, an observer takes pity on her and promptly clears his throat. "Mister Pinserval, sir?" The Great Wizard immediately hurls his head towards the direction of the voice, and the observer immediately regrets it, still he persists.
"..I was just wondering if you could stop turning us into animals? I'm sure you're really strong and powerful and all that.. but it's getting kind of tiring having to explain to my in-laws why I smell like a dog every family meeting." The brave audience member says. And like a fuse, other people immediately begin voicing out their complaints as well.
"Uhh.. yeah. I had to explain to my family why I smelled like a bird. At least you turned me into a peacock, so I was kind of pretty? I think?" Another man says. "You're so lucky! I got turned into a SNAIL." A woman snarls out in envy.
"Yeah.. we'd really appreciate it if you'd stop.." The audience nodded as one. Edgar stood there for a moment, confused beyond belief. Before his BRILLIANT MIND came to a conclusion! Clearly, they are not happy enough because he is playing favorites! He must give them all equal treatment!
"I see.." The Great Wizard says. "I am sorry.." The crowd sighs in relief. "I AM SORRY THAT I HAVE NOT GIVEN YOU ALL EQUAL TREATMENT!" He yells suddenly, and they immediately groan again. "YOU ARE ALL CLEARLY EXCITED TO HELP ME IN MY SHOWS ALL AT ONCE! UNFORTUNATELY, I ONLY PICK ONE OF YOU TO HELP! Quite an oversight I have made…" He strokes his mustache.
"I SHALL RECTIFY THIS MISTAKE IMMEDIATELY!" And with that.. the audience prepares themselves for more painful explanations to give to their families as to why they smell like animals.
And just like that, ends another show of PINSERVAL THE GREAT AND POWERFUL, dear reader. If you happen to stop by at the Uni District, perhaps give him a try? I hear his shows are quite.. fun to those who enjoy audience participation.
Just don't complain if you smell bad for weeks to come.