Harley's take on a scene from G.I. Jeannie

(Season 1 Episode 5 of I Dream of Jeannie Originally Aired October 16, 1965.)

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I own nothing….

R.I.P. Larry Hagman

Tony: I gotta get going…Have a good day, Jeannie.

Jeannie: Are you not going to kiss me goodbye?

Tony: Now you remember our bargain. This is a purely platonic relationship…

Jeannie: Oh yes, purely platonic…

Tony: And you agreed to keep it on that basis because you knew it was the best way, right?

Jeannie: No, I agreed because I did not know what platonic meant.

Tony: It's another name for friendship.

Jeannie: Oh…

Tony: …ah pals, ah good buddies…

Jeannie: Then…what about a friendly kiss goodbye?

Tony: Oh, I suppose there's really no harm in that….

(They kiss.)

Tony: You're the best buddy anybody ever had! (Runs out the house frantically.)

(Jeannie saunters away satisfied that she has gotten her way.)

Ewww! Why is he pouring water into my bottle? I materialized in front of him, enraged and soaked to the bone. I had just gotten my hair right-with my very own two hands. I should blink him to the center of a fiery volcano, but I love him so.

I was only trying to help my master. Anyone could misplace a stack of important papers. I had locked them in the small suitcase from the hall closet and hung the key from a chain around my neck. If only I could remember where I placed the suitcase. He was furious. I do not like it when he is like this.

Luckily, we were able to locate them before he left for the base.

After that, I hurried downstairs to prepare his breakfast-one egg, two pieces of bacon and a cup of coffee. He requests the same thing every morning. It is quite easy to please him. At times, I become bored with this little routine we have worked ourselves into. I could give him so much more and then some if he ever gave me the chance.

This morning he was excited about an important project that he had been working on. I tried my best to stay attentive and offer him encouragement. I did not miss a beat and attempted to pour him a second cup of coffee. He declined it and began to hurry to the door.

I followed closely behind him and asked if he was going to give me a goodbye kiss. He reminded me that we had agreed to something called a platonic relationship. I really did not know what it meant and had only agreed to it to please him. So, he began to explain to me the nature of such type of relationship. Friendship, pals, a good buddy…..

So I thought about it for a second or two. Surely friends could share a friendly kiss. He agreed and bent down to give me a quick peck on the lips. Ah, he was not going to get away from me that easily. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kept my lips firmly planted on his. A couple of moans escaped his throat. I could feel him relax and lower his defenses. He seemed to enjoy it as much as I did. I wish it could have lasted forever.

It is a pity that my poor master became flustered and ran out to his car. I only wanted to be a friend and help him start his day off the right way. I will make it up to him when he returns home this evening.