1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Genies(47)

Word count:3083

I don't remember my last master. I don't remember his wishes or the story behind them.

The truth is I don't remember any of my masters. That is until him.

Westin. Or as he liked to be called Tin.

I don't know how he found me I just remembered being summoned by the touch of his hand.

I remember the look of fear when I appeared.

"Hello I'm Malince and I am the genie of this here lamp. And you are my new master you will be granted five Wishes of your choice, although as you probably know. I can't give life I can't take it and I can't make people fall in love and I can't supply you all of something be it money clothes diamonds so forth. Also and most importantly be very specific about you;" I look up to the blonde headed guy to see him back to looking through boxes.

"Hey. I'm a freggin genie for crying out loud. Will you stop of a moment." I say slightly annoyed.

He looks up from the box to look at me.

"You for real?" He says and I nod.

"I just appeared in a puff of glitter and smoke and you ask if I'm for real." I say kicking my feet up and floating.

"Oh cool. I wish for you to find my old box of jurnals. I kind of wanna go back and see how much of a sucky writer i was." He says and I snap causing the box to appear.

"Thanks that will be enough of you."

"Wait you have four more wishes."

"Don't need em."

"Don't you want them?"

"No."

"Then at least waste them. I mean end world hunger or something." I say as he walks down the flight of stairs.

"Don't wanna."

"You dirtba;" I stop when he slams the door in my face.

"How dare you!" I say angrily only to not get a response.

"Well I don't need you making wishes any way. Screw you." I think returning to my lamp and flopping down on my pillows.

"That's a load off my back." I say returning back to sleep.

I'm awoken to someone rubbing the lamp.

"Hello I'm Mal; oh its you." I say the moment I see that blonde hair.

He shoots me down with those cold gray eyes.

"What the hell type of games are you playing?"

"You rub the lamp I come out and say 'good day master how may I be off service' You say I wish for bla bla. If its reasonable I grant it then. I ask 'will that be all master' and you say Yes I return to my lamp. Mind my business for a day then repeat the process two more times then me and my lap disappear to appear elsewhere." I say and he glares at me.

"Not that!" He says and I turn to him.

"What?" I asked standing on his ceiling. I take the time to look around the lugubrious room.

With wide windows and technology up the wazoo.

"You think its funny to appear every where. Following me around like a creep?!" I look him in his eyes even though I'm upside down.

"No you've lost it. I can only leave my lamp when my master summons me. Maybe you're mistaken me." I say and he seems to get more pissed.

"You have bright pink hair to your fucking ass there aren't too many people there that fit that discretion.