The can eventually eventually made it across Lake Michigan thanks to a strong current. It was drawn to something. It was needing something. It ended up near Beaverstone Bay. A man collecting cans on the beach picked him up. The can, itself, was lightly crippled at its base by the water, but otherwise was as mobile as before. The man collecting the cans put them in the back of his truck to drive them further into Canada. The relationship the can had with the wind once again came into play on an empty highway. The can fell out of the back of the truck and rolled to the side of a road. It sat there for days until some children found it and kicked him along further east. Finally, the can sat by the front door of a roadside bar where the children had gone looking for their lost parents. The can sat there and say there. Cockroaches and ants saw the can as a God, and carried the can to a safer place by a standing ashtray. It was then after several months, that the can finally met Cletus. 

Cletus was very drunk and very wobbly. He stepped out of the bar, and went to kick the can, but fell on his ass. The can was not offended by this action, and rolled over near Cletus’ face. Cletus saw the power of the can inside the hole on its top. He looked deeply in the can’s opening, and picked the can up as he rose. His chauffeur helped carry him to the limousine, and Cletus took the can with him. He sat in the backseat, and introduced himself to the can. The can said nothing, but Cletus knew that they had bonded. Finally, back at Cletus’ headquarters, he sat down to a dinner alone with some wine in his room. He looked around, and put the can in the seat across from him so that he wouldn’t feel so alone. He poured some wine into the can’s opening. The can enjoyed the wine, but Cletus added more too it. Cletus ate some more of his steak, and kept giving wine to the can to get it to loosen up. The can couldn’t take it anymore, and fell on its side spilling out its contents onto the mahogany and silk seated chair. This was when Cletus knew that he was in for a fun night.

Cletus put on his nightgown, and took the can to his bed. He cuddled the can and kissed it on its label. After about an hour, the can and Cletus went to sleep. In the morning, Cletus woke to find that the can wasn’t there. He was in utter shock. His stomach dropped, and he searched throughout his headquarters for the can. He started asking all his men about the can. It was then that picked up the phone to call Diogenis. Diogenis picked up the phone, and in the background, he heard TastelessGentleman trying to sell his wares. Diogenis knew that Cletus was a very loving boy, and offered to help search for the beloved can. They called up Tobias as well to aid in the search. They all set a meeting in Chicago to discuss the missing can. Cletus wept in front of everyone who came to the meeting, and expressed his love for the can. Everyone else swore to help him find it. A reward was set for $1,000,000,000 for the missing can, and here the adventure begins…