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 Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 9:34 am
The genie-waitress wrote it down quickly and . . . voila! He produced a glass of orange juice with a slice on the glass, handing it to him. "Well that's one down. Excuse me . . ." the Genie said as he zipped back into his regular form, only instead of massive, more about Dalan's size. "That's better. Now, since you're my . . . other master, what'll it be? Turn your life around? Ex boss into a goat? No wait, don't tell me! A week's vacation in a mouse-ruled wonderland built out of an orange grove created by a cheap-grade artist who's company's more recent character some rp-er based me off of!" he offered, rattling off like an auctioneer but then he looked at him. "So what's your wish?"
((Yes, I totally just took a pot-shot at Disneyland while making fun of myself.))
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 12:51 pm
He drank the whole drink without stopping for air, then ate the orange slice before throwing the glass in a passing fruit cart "well to be honest, i dont want any of that... but i would like a sandwich" He paused to think what kind he wanted before rubbing the lamp again "I wish I had a ham and lettuce sandwich, maybe put some tomato in it" He licked his lips
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 1:00 pm
The genie looked at him a little funny. "Hey, Giuseppe! You did say he only got THREE, right?!" the genie asked the guy in the tent, who peeped his head out the window.
"I might have, right now, I'm trying to put some money down on the next gladiatorial match!" the fortune teller said, and the genie looked down at Dalan. "Forgive him . . . for a fortune teller he's a . . . bit of a dunce. But one ham, tomato and lettuce sammich coming up!" the genie said and whipped up a sandwich out of the finest bread, freshest meat and some fine produce. "Here y'are. I would ask if ya wanted ketchup but I think they haven't invented that yet. Don't worry, they will." the Genie said and handed him the sandwich.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 2:26 pm
He ate his sandwich, slowly as not to get heartburn and have to delay on his final wish "alright, last wish, this has to be something special, something we'll both remember, something like" He looked around "I got it, I wish for a pet monkey, ill call him... abu or something" He rubbed the lamp for the final time
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 2:38 pm
The Genie laughed a little bit. "Well, I haven't brought anything live before, but here goes." he said and cracked his knuckles.
"Down at the drugstore, go find apu . . . get your lawyers ready, here comes ABU!!" the Genie shouted and brought the monkey to life. Pretty soon, there was a wacky little monkey running around and crawling up Dalan's back and on his shoulders. The genie smiled. "Come back again!" he said and slid back into the bottle.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 3:01 pm
He pushed the curtain aside and leaned into the wagon "your lamp, now im going to go and find a tiny shirt for Red here" He pointed at the monkey who scrached its ear "No, okay we'll work it out as we go, thanks for the reading" After he handed back the lamp he turned around and walked away
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 3:05 pm
Giuseppe smiled. "Any time, my good man! Oh by the way, nice monkey!" he said as he took the lamp back. He smiled as he sat down on the stairs to the wagon. "If there's anything you need come back!" he said. The lamp shook a little bit.
"How long until the next customer! I'm gettin' claustrophobia!" the Genie complained from the lamp.
"Next time, I go for the one who comes out in the bikini. Grrowr!" Giuseppe replied.
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