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Genie Magic | Charlie x Mateo

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Author's Note: I apologize for the wait, but here is another oneshot, owo, this one was requested by Kim-lyFlicker, I hope this satisfies you! Now, let's get to the story!

THE ORIGINAL PROMPT:

Mateo is a genie. Charlie stumbles upon him, and he wishes for Mateo to be free. Mateo ends up crushing on him due to this and maybe because he likes Charlie secretly.

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[CHARLIE]

I was cleaning my attic, due to a free day, as I had nothing to do at the moment. My attic is full of old junk and stuff that I haven't used in a while, with gifts from friends and family, old souvenirs, and stuff that I just didn't seem to notice. I shuffled through a few boxes, sleeves rolled up, and coughed up dust.

Sure is old, I thought as I dug through an old box of souvenirs. I saw a gold shine from inside the box. Curiously, I dug through it to find an antique lamp, golden and a bit dusty from being inside the old box. 

I shined it with my free hand, and just as I did that, a swirl of fog-looking clouds surrounded the lamp. I gasped and dropped the lamp. It landed with a thump on the ground, but more clouds billowed out of it.

A shadowy figure emerged from the lamp, eyes shining a brilliant blue. He wore a interesting-looking outfit, with a denim-grey jacket covering a pale yellow shirt, a pale yellow scarf, and ruffled brown hair. He yawned, then opened his eyes quickly.

"Uh, who are you?" I asked cautiously, stepping back. Thankfully, I didn't fall down the attic stairs.

"My name is Mateo!" the boy said, his scarf wavering with every word he said. "And I thank you for freeing me! I've been stuck inside that lamp for years!"

"'Years?'" I repeated, confused. He nodded.

"Yes, YEARS! At least I didn't live my whole life in that lamp," he continued, gesturing to the golden lamp.

I shook my head. "How in the world did you fit? People can't live in bottles like that."

"Well, it's magic, technically, and since I'm magic too-"

"Magic? Magic doesn't exist..."

"Oh yes it does!"

He shook his hands, which smoke appeared out of, which surprised me. After all, most people can't make smoke appear with their bare hands!

He then waved his hands, and then, out of nowhere, a balloon appeared in his hands. I gasped.

"How-how did you do that?" I asked. He laughed, then handed me the balloon.

"I'm a genie! That's what I do!" he said, blinking his blue eyes. I stared at him for a moment, then he gasped.

"Oh! I almost forgot! I'm supposed to give the person who frees me a wish!" he said suddenly. "What do you wish for, erm-"