Author note: This story is two of my older stories combined. The first story was called “Lois: the beginning" the second called “Lois: awaking”

Lois

Chapter 1

Lois turned off the television in disgust: there was nothing but millennium events on. She was

tired of hearing about who was the most important person of the century, or top ten lists, not to

mention millennium products like millennium cola. But what really annoyed her, was everyone

saying that the next millennium was only a couple of days away.

"It won't start for another year, you turkeys."

"Arguing with the TV again?" Heather asked.

Red-faced Lois turned to face Heather, her older sister.

"You know I have a strong opinion on the millennium."

"But it's a once in a lifetime excuse to party. Speaking of parties, there's a new restaurant in

town. Want to go out for lunch?"

"I don't know."

"I'm buying."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go."

The restaurant was easy to spot. It had a big wishbone on the roof. Along with the words:

WISHBONE RESTAURANT

While waiting in line looked at the sign on the wall that said:

WARNING:

ONLY ONE WISH PER PERSON

ONCE YOU MAKE A WISH YOU CAN'T TAKE IT BACK

Wow! Those wishbones must really work. Otherwise, they wouldn't post a warning like

that."

"Get real, Heather. It's all a gag."

When they were seated, Heather asked about the sign on the wall.

"Whoever orders the wishbone meal deal, gets one wish." Replied the waiter.

"And you can't take it back?" Heather asked.

"Correct."

"The wishbone meal deal sounds too risky to me. I'll try the Amazon burger, with a medium coke."

"I'll order a wishbone meal deal."

"I thought you didn't believe in magic?" Heather asked.

Lois did not reply.

After a few moments the waiter returned with their order. Heather was surprised to see that the

Amazon burger was huge. About four times the size of a normal burger. The Wishbone meal

deal consisted of a small chicken, fries, peas, carrots and a drink.

They ate their meal in silence. When they had finished, Heather said.

“Aren't you going to make a wish?"

Lois stared at her sister. She felt wishes were a waste of time, but if it made Heather happy.

“I wish I could sleep for a thousand years. That way I can avoid millennia I don't like."

"I see you're not taking this wishbone thing seriously."

"Back off, sis. You know I prefer reason over superstition. There is no such thing as luck or

magic."

Every staff member turned to stare at her.

"What did I say?" Lois asked.

"You mocked the existence of magic." Brenda replied.

"Magic that needs to be taken very seriously around here" Stanley Charm added.

"What scares me is that you two actually believe that."

"Let's just say, we had lots of personal experience of it." Stanley replied.

"Come on Heather, let's get out of this loony bin."

Once they were outside the restaurant heather turned to Lois and said.

"You have no sense of humour."

I do have a sense of humour. It's just different than yours. Besides there's something about that

restaurant that gives me the creeps."

The Doomsday Society met in a universe far away from Lois's home world.

"How are our millennium projects going?" The chairwoman asked.

"We have selected three worlds to be hit by GTS-goddesses." The speaker replied.

Three images appeared on the screen behind the speaker. The speaker then got out a pointer.

"On this world, we have selected Cindy Gibson to become a GTS-Goddess as of Jan 1 2000.

Cindy wants everything done her way. She's a natural dictator."

An image of a redhead appeared below the Earth in question.

"On this world we have selected Tara Smallwood. She always thinks of herself as being above

the clouds. Starting Jan. 1st, she will be."

An image of a beautiful blue eye blond appeared below the Earth in question.

"And finally there's Lois Kraft. A brunette who hates the year 2000 celebrations, she says the

millennium only starts on Jan 1st 2001."

An image of a brunette with curly hair appeared under the last Earth.

"Good work people. It sounds like we won't have any embarrassing failures this time."

"You're going to bed?" Heather asked, the disbelief showing in her voice.

"I don't want to celebrate the false millennium." Lois replied.

"Suit yourself. But you’re missing out on a great party.

Just as Heather was about the leave the room, Angela walked in. She looked worried.

"Is there something wrong mom?" Lois asked.

Angela was at a loss to answer. She had the feeling that something was going to happen to her

daughter, but didn't know what.

"Nothing is wrong." She faintly replied.

"Well. I'm going to bed."

"Already! But you'll miss the party. Are you feeling all right?"

"Yes mother. It may seem like it, but choosing not to celebrate the year 2000 is not a sign of

illness."

"Well good night darling."

Angela then kissed Lois on the cheek.

As Angela and Heather went to the party being held downtown Angela could not help thinking.

"I just lost a chance to say goodbye."

Then the logical part of her mind said,

"She's not dying. You'll see her in the morning.

As Lois got ready for bed, millennium thoughts went through her mind. Earlier that year she had

seen the pilot of Futurama. She liked the scene where Fry gets frozen and a thousand years fly by

before he thaws out.

"That would be interesting." Lois muttered to herself. Then an idea came to mind.

"I wish to wake up in the year 3000." She said aloud. Then she went under the covers and

quickly fell asleep.

On an earth far away, the Doomsday Society chairwoman was asking for a progress report.

"Cindy Gibson of Australia and Tara Smallwood of England, became GTS-goddesses right on

schedule. Our observers say that Cindy has indicated that she wants Australia to conquer the

world. A task I personally believe that is beyond them."

"True, but there are more worthy nations on her world. You have not mentioned Lois, how is she

doing?"

"January 1, has not come to Ontario Canada yet. Its ten minutes to midnight there."

"Keep an eye on her progress. In the meantime tell me what's up with Tara?"

Meanwhile, back in Lois's home world, the new year party was in full swing. It seemed that

almost everyone in Lois's hometown of Green Hill was downtown partying, or listening to the

rock bands that were playing.

Heather's mind was only partly on the music. She was sad that her sister was missing a once in a

lifetime party. But it was her choice to stay home.

Angela on the other hand, felt something bad was going to happen.

At 30 seconds to midnight the bands, stopped playing. A countdown was displayed on a huge

screen above the crowd. When it reached 10, the crowd, shouted out the numbers.

10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1

HAPPY MILLENNIUM!

The sky then lit up with fireworks. The mayor, megaphone in hand shouted.

"Welcome to the new millennium. A new era has arrived."

Little did he realize, how true that last statement was going to become.

To be continued