Genie | A Jimin short story

seven

~second wish

"Now, can I get an ice cream?" 

"Any type of ice cream?" he asked.

"Sure."

"Ya know, I could give you poop ice cream. All I've have to do is go to a dog-"

"Okay fine! I'll take chocolate." I cut him off.

"Oh, I took you more as a vanilla person, but okay." he shrugged.

After he gave me my ice cream, I bee-lined to a bench that was pretty far from the ice cream truck. I looked over to the truck and saw Jimin happily giving ice cream to a toddler. I smiled.

I leaned back on the bench and happily finished my ice cream within a couple minutes. When I realized it was all gone, I frowned. Then I looked over to the truck, but Jimin wasn't there. I sighed as dramatically as I could, in hopes of a blonde haired genie to appear right in front of me. Just then, I got an idea for my second wish.

"Genie, my second wish is ready."

A poof of blue smoke appeared in front of me, as I heard a familiar voice.

"You called, princess?" He bowed deeply.

I scoffed at his extra-ness. "Yes I did." 

"So what's the wish...Don't tell me it's to give you another ice cream, because that would be such a waste. I can literally give you one right now."

"No it's not. But that's close."

"Then what is it." he tilted his head.

"I wish for a hat that can give me any and every type of food and drinks, whenever and wherever I am." I declared.

He gawked at me. "Seriously?"

"Yup." I popped the p. "So gimme the hat." I paused. "Pleaseeeee."

He sighed. "You don't have to say please. Either way, I would have to grant it for you."

I smiled brightly. 

He chuckled.

"As you wish, princess."