Adventures of the Space Pizza Delivery Guy

Chapter 1: Delivery Guy

While everyone was busy with their own lives in this vast multidimensional universe, have you ever just stopped for a minute and wonder?

Have you ever pondered about one of the most important questions in life―like are there really other dimensions or worlds apart from the one which you are currently living?

Ah, wait, no, no, there’s a much more important question, and that is, who the hell delivered pizza at the asteroid where the little prince was casually chilling or under the lost city of Atlantis?

Was there one? Does such a thing exist?

Well, look no further because you’re about to meet him.

“Hello there, space fellow or some random creature, you have reached the voicemail of the space pizza delivery guy, please hold online as I take the previous orders.” A teen’s voice echoed at the other end, “Please hold the asterisk on your phone, and you’ll be directed to my official line after a minute.”

Wait, if you’re thinking of what I’m thinking, don’t. Don’t try it right now for fun if you’re not going to end up ordering, got it?

An average-looking guy ―in human profile―with his signature two arms and two legs, a perfect set of two oval bluish eyes and ears, thin lips, and tall nose noticed the overflowing orders on his phone.

He sighed as soon as he saw all the pizza orders piling up. Without hesitation, he ended up shutting his phone down.

“Aren’t you supposed to answer that?” Einstein asked as he scribbled down random and complicated equations. He was barely paying attention, “What was your name again, young man?”

“Ethan,” he replied, “Ethan Young.”

Fun fact, our legendary space pizza delivery guy protagonist was indeed Ethan Young. His name, you might ask? It was taken from his age―Ethan Young was eighteen years young, and he has been for quite a while.

“Uh, Mr. Einstein, can I ask what year and possibly, dimension it is? I stumbled here by accident,” Ethan scratched his head as he adjusted his space specs to see clearer.

“The year and dimension?” Einstein raised an eyebrow as he glanced at Ethan. He was wearing an odd pair of clothes too, whereas Einstein wore a formal suit and tie.

However, Einstein was used to being different, so he didn’t pay Ethan any mind. He continued with his scribbles and answered, “It’s 1905, and as for the dimension… Princeton, New Jersey… er… Earth, I suppose?”

“Ah crap, they told me not to loiter around and make interactions with anyone other than the timekeepers,” Ethan said as he immediately adjusted his multidimensional smartwatch to get out of that timeline. But before he could get a chance to leave by teleporting himself out, Einstein turned around, which caused Ethan to dropped the portal out.

Einstein curiously asked, “By the way, how did you get in? Are you working?”

“Ah, ye- yes. I am… uh… working,” Ethan covered up the portal he dropped earlier behind his back as he continued to stutter, “Yes, that’s right… working.”

“You seem young.” Einstein sat down facing him, “What kind of work do you do?”

Ethan gulped hard as he tried to change the topic, “Aren’t you going to finish your equations?”

“It’s finished,” Einstein replied absent mindlessly. But he looked like he was not done thinking.

“Ah, I see,” Ethan replied casually. It was not surprising for a scientist to always think. Sometimes he wondered how they could sleep in peace. Wait, did Einstein even sleep?

“So?” Einstein pressed after some time, “What’s your job? You seem rather… interesting, so I got curious.”

As Ethan heard that, he felt a sense of confidence and pride just surging through his entire body.

Ethan had completely forgotten that he had to leave. Instead, he proudly stood up as he cleared his throat and explained, “I am officially entitled to have the bragging rights to the most awesome and coolest job out there.”

Einstein seemed rather invested in listening to Ethan. Einstein even grabbed a bottle of cola nearby, he tossed another at Ethan, and the two gulped it down like water.

With a couple of big gulps, the two of them finished it. Ethan burped as he laughed weirdly. Ethan remarked, “Whoa, that’s some… soda you have.”

“I think it’s yours, Ethan. I found it inside your bag,” Einstein remarked, “Fascinating.”

The two of them were wobbling; they couldn’t stand straight as they felt that insuppressible feeling of high.

Visions were getting blurry, and somehow they were lost in their own world, laughing without a care in the world.

Einstein immediately grabbed a pen and started writing on the floor, “I get it. My equation―I finally got it. All those people are so satisfied with what is already known. Light comes from a source, but they always fail to ask beyond what they know.” Einstein said as he continued to scribble equations as if they were random numbers in Ethan’s point of view, “Light is a wave, an electromagnetic wave, radiation, they exist in tiny particles. We live in a quantum universe.”

Ethan was so out of it, he remarked, “Oh yeah, yeah, I’ve read it somewhere. Tiny particles- photons, right?”

But in reality, all that Ethan could really see were light rays as they danced around in the air along with the rhythm of Einstein’s voice as he explained his light theory― which all sounded gibberish to Ethan.

Ethan felt like he was one of those human high school students he would visit from time to time despite the fact that he wasn’t allowed to.

Ethan felt like he was one of the learning science and from none other than Albert Einstein himself.

For him, though, it didn’t make any difference. Ethan still doesn’t understand a thing.

Einstein snapped his fingers, “Photons, yes, that’s a good name for it.”

“Ah yeah, right, 1905, it hasn’t been established yet,” Ethan said upon realizing what he has done.

“I just now need a new method to count and determine the size of an atom in the given space to prove that atoms actually exist to support my theory.”

“Yeah, this is your year. Cheers!” Ethan finally remembered the year. He snapped out of it and remarked, “Oh right, damn, it’s 1905.”

Let me get you a short history lesson- to the humans and nonhumans who’ve read this, the year 1905 on Earth was the time when Einstein established his famous E=mc^2- one of his greatest legacy but then again. This was also the year the most famous Coca-Cola scandals about the addition of addictive cocaine in their drinks were made known- well, allegedly.

Ethan finally realized this year and nodded his head in defeat. The two of them have just gulped a whole bottle of it.

Colors were starting to emerge from the surroundings, and he just laughed.

Einstein didn’t know it at the time yet, but he’s about to learn his theory of relativity- which explained actually how Ethan and the rest could travel through time.

Ethan thought about it and muttered, “Did I somehow become the reason how you came up with that time concept? Damn, I’m part of the secret history?”

However, Einstein was busy to hear him. He stopped in marvel and laughed happily. Einstein raised both his hands as if he was making snow angels on the floor, and he asked, “What’s this? What did I just drink?”

“Do you feel happy and excited?”

“Very much, yes.”

“That’s how you know it’s working.” Ethan continued as he lay down beside Einstein as well, “It’s 1905, Coca-Cola’s rumored and famous year. It’s in their brand name.”

“Cocai-“ Einstein realized, “Oh, that’s why.”

“Truly a fascinating year.”

They were both laughing so much, Einstein said, “Now I know why this became a global phenomenon.”

“Yeah, enjoy it. They’re going to ban it a few years from now.”

“Why do you talk like you’re from somewhere- some time distant?” Einstein was still pumping with excitement as he continued to expand his theory through the elegant systems of mathematics and science.

Ethan remarked, “You know what? Now that I think about it, you’re probably an irregular as well, and you’re very much ahead of your time.”

“An irregular?”

But then, before Ethan could say anything more, a shining blue portal appeared before him. It sucked him inside as a hand popped out of it and grabbed him by his collar.