Meal Deal with the Devil

I was going to change the world. My whole life I've felt like a powerless cog in this mess that passes as society. But all that changed the day I was visited by an demon. He offered me one wish, in exchange for my soul. I knew what I wanted. The power to turn water to ketchup.

"I want the ability to turn water into ketchup." I announced proudly with my hands on my hips. The demon looked at me with uncertainty in his eyes, but he fulfilled my wish with a spell. I felt power surge through my veins, even if it was an unprecedented one.

I thanked the demon for giving me the ability to turn water into ketchup as I moved from restaurant to restaurant, ruining their profits by turning their refreshments into condiments. But I was stopped by a Slurpee man at a 7/11. He shot slurpee out of his hands that trapped me.

Covered in syrup and ice and backed into the churning machines, my legs were frozen in place. My vision went red and I felt a surge of energy. The slurpee man shielded his face from my gaze as he was pelted with ketchup tears.

He begged for forgiveness, explaining he had no choice but to trap me. But as the anger boiled inside me, I realized I was capable of breaking free. Quickly, I took out the magic mustard packet I'd saved for this moment, and with one gentle squeeze, Slurpee Man was no more.