The next day, you awoke to see your bay window smashed from last night. It had a huge hole from where the punks had smashed through. Plus it was a cool morning, so the last thing in your mind was to feel cold in your shirt and shorts.
"I wish my window was repaired." you muttered with a sigh.
You failed to notice Smoker behind you.
"Your wish is my command, (Name)." he confirmed and unleashed a snake-shaped puff of smoke.
It not only repaired the bay window, but it branched out and repaired every window in your home! Afterwards, the cloud of smoke returned to Smoker's hand.
"That's one wish down, master." he huffed and gently bowed to you.
"What'd you do to all the windows?" you asked him, inspecting them.
"My white snake transformed the glass into something shatterproof but can bring in more light." he explained, lighting a cigar.
"Wow..." you compliment before coming back and seeing him light up, "No cigars please. I don't like th