Adventures with the Genie

Chapter 2 - The First and Surprisingly the Last Wish

As I was taking my beauty sleep, a loud bang echoed through my home. Did someone drop me? Cause if they did I am gonna hunt them down and find-BANG What the- BANG and then another bang came and then another. Am I being dropped down the stairs? Then I heard a huge and strangely melodic, "Hellooooooo!!! Are you like in there??" Oh no, I thought, Abby. I quickly shot out of my home still in my fluffy penguin pajamas and matching penguin slippers.

"Need something?" I say, quite irritated because I really do enjoy my sleep. She looks up and down at my choice of fashion in dusgust.

"Ok so I was like, thinking.." She is capable of summoning thoughts??? Imagine the level of shock I'm going through right now "about that whole like wish thing and like I was like walking and I like got this li-" 

"Ok ENOUGH LIKES" 

"What?"

"I didn't comprehend anything you just said because the word 'like' consisted MORE THAN HALF OF WHAT YOU JUST SAID", I said while rubbing my temples in complete and utter anguish. 

"Oh sorry... Well you don't need to yell..." I give her this I'm-going-to-kill-you-right-now kind of look. She noods quickly, "anyways, as I was li-" I squint my eyes at her, and she clears her throat "um as I was... saying.  I figured out what I want for my wish!"

"Good, the sooner we get these wishes over with the better." I mumble to myself.

"What?" 

"Nothing" I sigh and help myself to the everlasting glory of a Root Beer Float. "What is your wish."

She takes out a magazine and shows me a picture of some model in the latest trends. I litterally face palmed myself. "I'm sorry but I can't turn you into an exact replica of this person."

"What?? Are you li... serious??" I give her the 'yes child I'm serious and no amount of begging will deter me' look and she laughs. The heck?? "I don't wan't to be the model! Hah like ewww! Whoops sorry for the like. Sorry again! Anyways I want the outfit!!" She wants the outfit. She wants to have the outfit. What. The. Heck. 

"OKAY! Seems easy enough" I say after a moment. Feeling pleased with myself because she is wasting her wish on some outfit. I study the picure for a second and then pull out her desperatly needed outfit. Of coarse she never said what color or size sooo... I hand her the outfit anyways. 

"EW What color even is this?! I don't want to walk around looking like I fell in a sewer!" 

"So what color do you want then?" I ask, slightly amused. 

"Don't smirk at me like that! You did this on purpose!!" She screaches. I shrug in response. "Well I want this color!" She terroises the magazine cover with her repetitive finger jabs. "This one!!" 

"Ohh well why didn't you say so in the first place? Haha" I snap my fingers and the outfit turns to the more 'appropriate' color. I personally don't see the probably with sewer green. It would match her perfectly! I watch her struggle to see if it fits her.

"This is like three sizes too small! Argh! Make it the right size! This is like insulting." I snap my fingers again so its her size. I chuckle evily to myself.

"All your wishes are up." I say, supporting a self satisfied smirk. 

"What? That was only one wish!"

"No, I clearely remember them being three separate wishes."

"OH MY GOD I can't believe you!" Then she stormed off. Leaving me and my bracelet/home behind. 

Because my role as servant was done I was quickly sucked back into the confinds of my bracelet due to the whole law that I could excape. Well that was moderatly entertaining.