About MeI was walking to the grocery store with my friend when I passed by an old antique shop. I glanced some cool vinyls inside and said to my buddy, "Hey, let's go in for a minute."
Reluctantly, he agreed, and we managed to squeeze by the huge, dusty wardrobe stacked near the doorway. I noticed a few items lying around; nothing of much interest. However, one small, sealed chest caught my eye. I tried to open it, but the thing was shut tight. I had my friend grab the opposite side while we both pulled, but accidentally slipped into the wardrobe, knocking down some old clay pots onto my hat and smashing them.
The shopkeeper looked up from his book and glared at us, so I sheepishly apologized. The frail man beckoned us over, and whispered to me, "Sonny, it looks like you found the special chest... I can give you the key, but only in exchange for a gift." I looked puzzled, and glanced at my friend. He shrugged and blurted, "Whatever dude, just hurry up. I'm hungry!" I started checking my pockets for something when I realized that the man's eyes were gazing upward at my hat. "What, this dusty thing?" I asked, incredulously, still sweeping off the pieces of pottery. "Yes..." nodded the man. "Give me that Jug on your Head." I passed it on to him; it was an old, ugly fedora anyway. He accepted my offering and pulled out a tiny, silver key from under his desk. He placed it gingerly in my hand and said, "Go on, you've earned it." I gripped the golden chest in one hand as I twisted the key into the slot with another.
The lid slowly creaked open, a blinding light shining from within. My friend and I both had to look away for a few moments, but I could barely contain my excitement. I flipped it open all the way, and as I saw what was inside, I couldn't hold my gasp. My friend yelled at me, "What?! What is it?"
I looked at him, and with a sly grin answered, "I sure did get my Hattsworth!"