3. [WP] A millenia old genie grants wishes. However, it can only grant any one kind...

[WP] A millenia old genie grants wishes. However, it can only grant any one kind of wish once.

"Narawara, pass me a sprite or something."

"Get one your damn self."

"Sure. Aren't you being a little cold, though?"

"I'm acting in the manner befitting my situation."

"Well, I'm sorry. Again. You know I couldn't possibly have known, right?"

"Just be quiet, Charlie."

Charlie stood, heading off to the kitchen to grab himself something to drink. The woman he had been speaking with was known as Narawara-- at least, now she was. Abna, her previous name, was no longer quite so fitting for her form.

Two weeks before, Narawara was a man.

"This lamp sure is something. I should polish it off and put it up in my house, somewhere." Charlie had just returned from a trip to the beach, where he had happened upon an old, scuffed-up lamp. "Surprised this thing isn't rusty as hell though. Just how long was it out there for...?"

After fetching a bit of shoe polish, he set about cleaning the lamp. Shortly after starting, however, the lamp began to rumble and shake. Smoke spouted from the lamp, quickly filling the room. After it faded, Charlie blinked heavily, rubbing his eyes.

"Who am I to grant a wish to?" bellowed a loud, boisterous voice. As Charlie looked up, he found a muscled man with purple skin floating above his table. "Is it this man?"

"A genie?" Charlie simply asked. "What is this, a book? Am I dead?"

"You are quite alive, and I am quite real," said the genie, stroking a hand through his magnificent beard. "And I will grant you one wish, and only one."

"Okay. Either I'm asleep, or this is real," Charlie said, "Fuck it. I'll make a wish. Give me a billion dollars."

"That wish has already been made, and so I cannot grant it again. Make another."

"I want true love."

"That wish has already been made."

Charlie's eyes narrowed. "The fuck kind of set up is this? How am I supposed to know what wishes have been made?"

"That is up to you."

"I wish to know what wishes you've granted."

"That wish has already been made."

Charlie's eye twitched, and he quite suddenly huffed. "This is idiotic. You're just fucking with me, aren't you?"

"I am not. You must simply make a wish that has never been made before," said the Genie, as a grin spread across his face. "It is not that hard, is it?"

Charlie stared at the genie for a short time. "You like that beard, huh?" he asked.

"Abna's beard is his greatest treasure," the genie said, "But a human has already wished to take it, once before."

Charlie snickered, and then let out a more open, chafing laugh. "Okay. I know my wish."

"What is your wish, human?"

"My wish is as follows," Charlie said, pointing a finger at Abna. "I want you to become my girlfriend."

Abna's grin quickly disappeared, and he stopped stroking his beard. "Girl... friend. I am a man. That is impossible."

"No. It's not. You're a genie. You grant wishes. So, chop-chop."

"... Very well, human. You will get your wish."

Charlie returned to his living room, with a can of soda for himself, and a bottle of water. He handed the bottle to Narawara, before sitting down again.

"I don't need this," Narawara said. She opened the bottle and took a drink, anyway.

"Consider it another part of my apology," Charlie said, cracking his soda open. "But, really. How could I have known that nobody made that wish before? It seemed like a no-brainer to me."

"What kind of moron would make that wish?"

"A moron with no idea what to wish for, I guess? Besides, you look better as a woman. That beard belonged in the fourteen-hundreds."

"Be quiet, before I flay you."

"Yes, ma'am."

(Not the best I've done, but I thought the idea was kind of funny.)

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