I slammed, oh I don''t know, a hundred emeralds on the counter.


    "Give me pizza. Large size. Put pepperoni if you can."


    The waitress stared at me and blinked.


    "Um sir, we don''t have ''Pizza'' around here. Maybe that''s from where you come?"


    "What? It''s the round, I mean circle thing, with cheese and toppings!"


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    "Uhh, the round thing we have is a stromberry roll. And what is cheese?"


    "STOP IT! I know this is a pra-"


    Someone tapped me on the shoulder, a guy in a ranger outfit.


    He motioned me to follow him and I sat at his table while Mike just shook his head and ordered something.


    "Look fellow, pizza isn''t a thing anymore. This is Aetheria, not Earth. I know its hard, I liked pasta but its not here, just get over with it. Also, my name''s Jackson, part of the Aetherian Expeditionary Force. Nice to meet ye."


    "Uh, yeah nice to meet you.I''ll see you later."


    I walked and groaned and cried while Mike dragged me up the stairs to our room.