Finally, Jack closed his eyes, took a deep breath and composed himself, shaking his head as if to shake off the jitters that came with his sudden excitement. He was almost certainly getting ahead of himself. The feeling when he touched the button was something he couldn't quite describe, but c'mon - what it was supposed to be was something that was, like, godly levels of power. Why would something like that be given away in a pop-up ad of all things - and how? He couldn't help but smirk as he rolled his eyes - he was letting his imagination run away like always.
Still... what was the harm in having a little fun? His gaze fell down to the button in his hand again, squeezing his palm around it a little tighter. It was surprisingly sturdy, and felt pretty durable. Not what he expected from a free thing like this. Jack sighed, turning it over in his hand a bit more. It was silly, sure, but what was the harm in indulging a little bit? Worst case scenario, he would just feel like a bit of a dummy and move on. But if it did somehow work...
Jack turned in a circle in his room, looking for something he could test this power out on. He didn't want to try anything too major yet, that seemed like he would be getting ahead of himself; something minor but unmistakable would work best for a test run. Finally, Jack's vision landed on a plain, plastic bottle of water sitting next to his computer, half-empty and probably rather warm at this point, having been sitting by his side the whole day.
"I wish that bottle of water was... an unopened can of Red Bull."
Jack clicked the button.
There was an instant flash that filled Jack's vision with pure white, causing him to cry out in surprise and stumble back a step, holding his hands up to shield his eyes. The flash didn't seem to have a source, though, and was over as soon as it began. The spots quickly faded from Jack's eyes, and after a quick rub to clear his vision Jack lowered his hands...
Only to find that sitting on his desk was an unopened, glossy can of Red Bull energy drink, the bottle of water nowhere in sight.
Jack's jaw dropped, but he couldn't find the words, not even a little gasp of surprise. Not even able to begin comprehending this, he took a few steps up to the desk, picking up the can and examining it. It was a Red Bull can alright, not only feeling filled to the brim but cold to the touch as well, like it had just been pulled out of the fridge. Jack quickly glanced around, but of course, he didn't see anyone. He even raced over to the front door to check it, but sure enough, it was locked as always. No one would have been able to get in and out quickly enough to make the swap, much less the many other things that made it impossible...
Taking a deep breath, Jack cracked the can open, the sound echoing throughout the lonely apartment. He brought it up to his lips and took a sip - yup, that was Red Bull alright.
Jack let out another exhale, heading back over to his computer and setting the can down, going back to his frantic pacing back and forth.
"No way... no way... no WAY..."
Jack muttered to himself... but by the end of it, he found himself smiling. He didn't know how it was possible, but by a miracle, it had worked. This thing really DID work like it said it would! At least, it seemed like it did...
The flood gates of his imagination opened once more, Jack spun around, trying to fix his gaze on something else he could exert this power over. Starting off simple was good, but now that he found out this button was actually all it claimed to be, he wanted to push it further, see what the extent of its abilities really was. In a few moments, he landed on his laundry basket, currently filled to the brim with all sorts of clothing, most of it his but some of it Hannah's too.
"I wish all of the laundry was done!"
Jack pushed the button again, but this time he was prepared, shutting his eyes right as the flash overtook everything. Thanks to this, he didn't feel the sting of blindness - in fact, there was no pain or discomfort at all. He opened his eyes as fast as he could, seeing if he could catch some magic in action; but to his amazement, in less than a second, the pile had completely disappeared.
Jack practically sprinted the few feet over to the laundry basket, confirming that there wasn't even a sock left behind. Then he ran over to his dresser, hands shaking as he pulled open one of the drawers, finding all of his shirts neatly folded up, even neater than he normally would! And he quickly confirmed that most of these were definitely ones he had wore recently.
At this point, Jack couldn't help but let out a laugh, stumbling backwards and putting his hands on his head in shock - only to be reminded of the little button still in his palm. He was practically jumping up and down at this point - nothing seemed out of his reach! All that was on his mind was going bigger, more extravagant...
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