Chapter 470: A Much Needed Vacation
If paradise had a soundtrack, it was the quiet crash of waves, the whisper of palm fronds, and the faint squelch of decomposing feet in the sand.
I sat with my legs kicked up, a frozen drink in hand, sunglasses I definitely didn’t buy perched on my nose, and a mutated zombie waiter standing patiently nearby with a tray of tropical fruit. His jaw was slightly unhinged from his beachball like head, his eyes milky white, but he wore his bowtie with pride. One of the pineapples on the tray even had a tiny umbrella in it.
It was so cute that I couldn’t even be mad at it all.
I know the guys had the best intentions for me. The moment I came back from the small dimension I had built Marc, they huddled around me like they thought I would bring about the end of the world.
Again.
But they didn’t need to worry about me. Like water off a duck’s back, I was actually healing from the scars of my past. And if torturing Marc every minute for the rest of his life didn’t put a smile on my face, I didn’t know what would.
However, the guys were worried that another wish would come and I would be dragged into dealing with something else, so they dragged me here first.
By here, I meant on a private beach, inside a beautiful resort that had only me, the guys, and a skeleton staff of mutated zombies and other dead people.
Looking at the massive swimming pool in front of me, I couldn’t take my eyes away from the sight. Tank was waist-deep in the ocean with Snowflake, who had taken to the pool like a queen on her throne. Tink floated nearby on a pool floatie shaped like a donut, pink frosting and all. His tongue lolled out with bliss as all four limbs dipped into the cool water.