Chapter 59
As Lucian and Jimmy continued their drive, Lucian leaned back in his seat, lost in thought until an unexpected notification echoed in his mind.
Ding!
[Congratulations, host! You’ve gifted an expensive car to your friend. This act of generosity has been counted as “giving love to a friend.” As a reward, you have received a Leopard 2A7 fully equipped modified tank. It is now stored in your system inventory and can be accessed at any time.]
Lucian’s eyes widened for a split second, and then an amused grin stretched across his face.
“Who knew? Guess you don’t just get good karma for being generous,” he mused, his thoughts already drifting to the idea of the tank waiting in his storage. Lucian chuckled, shaking his head. “Some return on investment.”
Jimmy, noticing the grin spreading across Lucian’s face, shot him a curious glance while keeping his focus on the road. “What’s got you looking like that? Did something happen?”
“Oh, nothing much,” Lucian replied, his tone light with humor. “Just remembered a little ’toy’ I had lying around. Maybe Garry’s mom could park this in front of their house. It’d be way cooler than a car.”
Jimmy’s eyes darted over again, now genuinely intrigued. “A new toy? What kind of toy, Lucian?”
Without answering, Lucian pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts and tapping on Garry’s number. A few rings later, Garry picked up, his voice immediately lifting with warmth and energy.
“Hey, Lucian! You’re calling already? Still out with my mom, so how about I get back to you later?” Garry’s voice was full of joy, but Lucian could sense that deeper satisfaction that only came from doing something meaningful.
“Nah, it’s cool,” Lucian replied with a chuckle. “Just wanted to check in and see if you’d picked out a car. Did you find something?”
“Oh, yeah,” Garry said, his tone filled with humor and pride. “We went with a little something… Rolls-Royce, I think? You know, something small and casual, just $13 million. Nothing crazy,” he said with a playful laugh, the happiness in his voice echoing through the call.
Lucian grinned, genuinely pleased to hear Garry sounding so relaxed and light-hearted. “Damn, Garry! And here I thought you’d go for something modest. How’s your mom feeling about it?”
“Lucian, she’s driving it right now.” Garry chuckled softly, glancing over at his mother. Her hands were carefully gripping the wheel, her face a picture of both awe and concentration as she guided the luxury car down the street.
Lucian laughed on the other end. “You actually convinced her to take the wheel?”
“Oh, you have no idea how much pleading it took,” Garry replied, a laugh in his voice. “She was so nervous, saying she’d crash it and that it was too expensive. But eventually, she agreed. And now…” Garry’s voice softened as he continued, his eyes lingering on his mother’s expression as she drove, “Now, it’s like she’s living a dream.
She’s still tearing up a little, and there’s this smile God, I haven’t seen her smile like this in years.”
Jimmy and Lucian, listening, both fell quiet for a moment. They could almost picture the scene: Garry, sitting back, watching his mother live out a moment of pure joy, one that she might never have imagined. It was powerful to hear and brought a warmth even to Lucian’s eyes, making him grip the phone a little tighter.
“She’s… she’s happy, right?” Lucian asked, his voice a little softer now.
“Oh, more than happy. She keeps looking at everything the wood trim, the leather, the screens and just sighing, you know? It’s like she’s exploring a new world,” Garry said, his voice full of emotion, his mother’s joy almost more overwhelming than his own.
In the background, he could hear his mother murmur something about “feeling like a queen,” and he smiled, feeling a surge of gratitude for this moment he could share with her. He knew it was the kind of memory that would last them both a lifetime.
“Glad to hear it, Garry,” Lucian said, the pride and warmth in his voice coming through. “You earned this moment. Enjoy every bit of it.”
“Thanks, Lucian,” Garry replied, his tone earnest and appreciative. “And, hey about the car. My mom’s still trying to wrap her head around all of this. She probably thinks I’m out of my mind.”
Lucian chuckled. “She might just be right. But don’t worry she’ll come around once she realizes it’s all real.”
“So what’s up?” Garry asked, his voice crackling through the phone.
“Umm, nothing much. Just sitting in the car with Jimmy,” Lucian replied, glancing at his friend, who was pretending to concentrate on the road but was clearly eavesdropping.
“Ohhh, yeah! I was just wondering…” Garry’s tone shifted, his curiosity piqued. “You gonna park that car in front of your house, right? That was the whole reason you bought it because some dude in your neighborhood was flexing his shiny new ride?”
Lucian chuckled, his mind racing. “Here’s the thing I just thought of something even better! Imagine this: what if you parked a tank in front of your house instead?”
“Wait, what?” Garry’s eyebrows shot up, a mix of confusion and intrigue. He lowered his voice, shooting a cautious glance at his mother, who was happily humming along to the radio, blissfully unaware of the wild conversation.
Jimmy, still gripping the steering wheel, turned his head toward Lucian, eyes wide. His expression was a perfect blend of disbelief and amusement. “Bruh, are you serious?” he mouthed silently, his face a canvas of black lines from stress and laughter.
“Yeah! Just think about it!” Lucian said, his excitement bubbling over. “A freaking Leopard 2A7 tank parked right on your doorstep! How could that not be the ultimate flex? Neighbors would be terrified!”
“Say that again, I think I heard you wrong,” Garry coughed, trying to process what he was hearing.
Lucian pressed on, his voice animated. “I mean, imagine the looks on their faces! People would start avoiding your street like it was a haunted house. ’Oh, you live on that block? The one with the tank? Yeah, I’m good!’”
“Are you drunk by any chance?” Garry asked, lowering his voice even more, glancing nervously at his mother. Her carefree demeanor made the absurdity of the conversation feel even more ridiculous.
“Oh, no, no!” Lucian laughed, the enthusiasm in his voice palpable. “I mean, sure, it’s hard to bring a tank home, but I think I could manage it somehow!”
Garry’s lips twitched, struggling to keep a straight face. He checked the phone screen to confirm he was still talking to Lucian. “I think that’s a terrible idea, bro. How about you put that in your own yard? That’d be wild!”
“C’mon, think about it! Just imagine the surprise for your mom!” Lucian teased, unable to contain his laughter.
“I believe she would be more traumatized than surprised,” Garry shot back, shaking his head, his laughter escaping despite his best efforts to stifle it.
Jimmy, meanwhile, was internally screaming. “This is the same guy who freaked out about bringing a gun to college just to scare some kids, and now he wants a tank?” He could feel the urge to scream rising but held back, still focused on the road.
“Okay, okay, I’m just messing with you,” Lucian finally said, his laughter echoing through the phone. “Enjoy your moments with your mom. Let’s meet up tonight?”
“Yeah, sure… but still, what a pity it could’ve been! Just imagine your mom’s face—like, ’Oh, look, sweetie, a new garden decoration!’” Lucian continued, barely able to contain his laughter.
Garry couldn’t help but crack up at the thought. “More like she’d call the cops and have a meltdown. ’Who brought a tank to my neighborhood?!’”
“Exactly! She’d probably have a heart attack!” Lucian laughed. “Anyway, bye! Enjoy your day, and let’s plan something later.”
As he hung up, he couldn’t shake the image of Garry’s mom walking out to find a tank, her expression a mixture of shock and disbelief. It was a ridiculous thought, but that’s what made it so hilarious. Lucian leaned back in the seat, grinning at Jimmy. “Man, wouldn’t that be the best?”
Jimmy finally let out a laugh. “You’re insane, but I love it. Just don’t get any crazy ideas about actually doing it!”
“Promise!” Lucian said, still chuckling as they drove off, the night ahead filled with possibilities and laughter.
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hey guys lovely sweet handsome and invincible author this side… days are going great
sometimes i wonder if my lucky days are going on
just wanting to thank all you guys for supporting and loving this narcissistic author of yours
well Diwali festival is coming and i am busy Quite a bit so…one chapter a day
i mean guys you should know right….its really hard to write and ..well i had to think about future story sice nothing i have planned ahead…i will open draft to write and look at what i wrote yesterday…and sometimes i didn’t know what i am going to write…other wise i could have written like 4-5 chapters a day
so well my apologies in advance for..less chapter today