Wedding Day
48 B.C
Somewhere in the Deserts of Djinnistan ...
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"JEANNIE! JEANNIE!" Jeannie's mother cried out from the mouth of the cave. "JEANNIE, COME OUT THIS INSTANT!"
Silence ...
Silence ...
Silence ...
Inside, Jeannie sat against the wall of the cave, hiding from her mother. Today, she was dressed in a pink harem outfit.
"I know you're in there!" Jeannie's mother cried out as she as she descended into the cave.
Jeannie sighed. Most High, make her go away, she prayed silently.
"You turned down the jeweler…" Jeannie's mother barked as she marched towards Jeannie. "You turned down the grain merchant … You even turned down the camel dung dealer!" Jeannie's mother paused. "You are going to marry The Blue Djinn!"
"He has my answer, Mother," said Jeannie.
"And the answer is…?" Jeannie's mother inquired as she came to a stop next to Jeannie's side..
"The answer … is no," Jeannie replied curtly.
"Jeannie, be reasonable," Jeannie's mother begged.
"I do not love him," said Jeannie calmly. "I cannot love him."
"You will grow to love him," countered Jeannie's mother.
Jeannie stood up, looked her mother square in the eye, and snapped, "He is a lying, brutal thug!"
"Jeannie ..."
"There can be no love between us!"
"Have you any idea what an honor it is to be chosen as his wife?" said Jeannie's mother. "Have you any idea what this means for our family?"
"It would be an even greater honor if I did not have to share it with the thirty other women in his harem," Jeannie shot back. "ALL of them genies!"
"Jeannie … Precious daughter … Fruit of my loins," Jeannie's mother cooed seductively.
"WHERE IS MY BRIDE?" The Blue Djinn bellowed from the entrance to the cave.
Hadji, preserve us, Jeannie's mother thought frantically. "She will be out in a few minutes," she lied. "Just some pre-wedding cold feet, that is all."The Blue Djinn ran to Jeannie's side. "Our wedding day is upon us," said The Blue Djinn to Jeannie. He then slapped his thigh -- as if he were calling a dog to heel -- and commanded, "COME!"
Jeannie crossed her arms, glared at the Blue Djinn, and said flatly, "There is not going to BE any wedding."
"WHAT?!" The Blue Djinn roared, the veins in his neck now bulging in anger.
"I cannot marry you," said Jeannie calmly.
"What is the meaning of this?!" The Blue Djinn cried, aghast. His eyes were now as wide as saucers.
"Jeannie," Jeannie's mother whined.
"What place would I have in your harem?" Jeannie asked The Blue Djinn. "I am not a genie…"
"THAT … can be arranged," The Blue Djinn purred menacingly. With a blink and a gesture, a purple ceramic bottle appeared in one hand.
"Great Hadji … NO!" Jeannie's mother cried in horror as she rushed The Blue Djinn.
The Blue Djinn grabbed Jeannie's mother by the throat, slammed her against the wall, and barked, "STAY OUT OF THIS, WOMAN!" With a blink, he turned the dazed genie into a little white mouse.
"MOTHER!" Jeannie screamed. She rushed The Blue Djinn, only to find herself being magically blasted backwards into the cave.
With great flourish, The Blue Djinn uncorked the stopper on the bottle and chanted an incantation in Ancient Persian. All at once, Jeannie found herself transformed into a column of pink smoke. With a gesture, she found herself being sucked inside the bottle!
"If I cannot have you, NO ONE CAN!" The Blue Djinn roared as he placed the stopper back onto the bottle, corking it tightly. With a blink and a peal of laughter, he caused the bottle to disappear into time -- FOREVER.
