A Misty Cloud

The young farmboy slowly opened his eyes. "Did we do it?"

"Yes, we did," Fred answered. "The Dragon is dead, and all the gold is gone."

"Gone?!" Velus stood up. "Why, that filthy beast!" Then he picked up the oil lamp and threw it at the wall as hard as he could.

Suddenly, a cloud of smoke poured from the lamp and filled the room. Suddenly, a deep, booming voice echoed through the room.

"WHO DARES TO THROW ME INTO THE WALL LIKE THAT?" the voice asked.

"It was him," Fred and Velus answered, pointing at each other.

"I WAS GOING TO GRANT YOU THREE WISHES," the cloud said. "BUT NOW I MUST ASK YOU TO CHOOSE ONE OUT OF THREE PUNISHMENTS."

"That sounds bad," Velus said, shaking with fear.

1. They chose The Boiling Lava Punishment.
2. They chose The Choking on A Thousand Ice Creams Punishment.
3. They chose The Dressing Up Like A Woman In Front of the entire City Punishment.

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