The Writing Prompts I use are from Pinterest, I don't own them.
"Hello, brother." I said, leaning up against the wall.
"It's been a while, Jared. How have you been?" Malcolm answered.
"Good, business is good as well. I saved an old man from death yesterday."
I run a business with my brother, who was born again on our 21st birthday. We save loved ones from death for cash or if we're feeling giving, we do it for free. Immoral Time Travel is a shop for old school gifts and gags. We get steady business from pranksters and young boys. In the basement is our planning room, we like to plan every "mission" so that it won't mess with time too much. Sometimes it's unfortunately really, I would love to shorten the earth's population.
I wish we could go back and alter time to fix Mom and Dad's death. It's just too risky, they died when we were young, I got the power to time travel from my Dad. Malcolm did too but when his body stopped progressing something happened with his time travel, he hasn't traveled since. Pity really, we could save a lot more people if he could go out in the sun for more than 2 hours.
"Great, I bet Mrs. Valentino payed a lot of money to have her husband rescued, eh?" Malcolm chuckled.
"Just 25 thousand, nothing big. She didn't want to tell her children that their father wouldn't come home again. It was hell getting him out of the battlefield, I almost got caught. Sargent Morgan didn't believe me at first but it's all fine now. Mr. V is back home with his children, they sent him home since his PTSD was so bad from watching one of his friends earlier in the week die."
"Poor fellow. Hope he feels better soon. Good job though, man. Now we need to go home. I can hear Viv call you from here, she's quite the screamer. And Victoria isn't very pleased with me. My new name is not a pleasant one." Malcolm winked at me before disappearing, leaving only the memory of him behind.
I walked to my car and shook my head as I got in, on my way to Viv.
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