Oh I just thought of this little one shot. It had been batting around in my mind for a while and I had to write it down (you know how it is). There is mention and scene of rap so be warned. No characters are made by me.
Jordan lounged around in her bed, having finished editing and uploading her latest video on Auratube. She ladies on her side, feeling thoughtfully as she looked at her arm. Her perfectly smooth, tan arm.
She got up and went to her mirror. With a barely audible snap, she changed to her true form. Her genie form.
Her streaks disappeared making her hair pure raven black, her skin turned pink, and she let her lower half turn to smoke. She watched herself as she let down her hair from her high pony tail, and drift around her in waves.
She continued to look at herself, examining how..how different she looked from her human form.
She rarely took this form in public. Only when she slept or when she was much too distracted to keep the image.
She hugged herself, a panicky feeling rising. She knew she was alone but being like this she felt vulnerable. Nude. This form was just another sign of her otherness from mortals. A message of what she was.
A genie for them to ask wishes for. That is what she was meant to do after all like those centuries before her.
Her middle name even implied as much. "Desiree as close to desire as you can get. You give humans what they desire most, what they want." Her dad had explained.
Just three wishes.." whined the voice of her ex boyfriends.
"What's wrong with you? Aren't genies suppose to want to give wishes" complained the voices of her rich, entitled classmates.
She was a genie, that was all she was good for. That was all people ever wanted. She wasn't wanted for her popularity as auratuber, or being especially pretty but wishes. Wishes, wishes, wishes. Never for her. A breath hitched in her throat and she changed herself back. "No, no don't think about him" she told herself as thoughts her ex boyfriend broke through.
She had been so careful when she started to date. She swore it was going to be different, he wasn't going to date her for wishes, he would be with her for her.
She had disguised herself. Blonde hair with pink streaks, Caucasian. Claimed to be a French shapeshifter.
She was careful not to change anything else though. She acted with her usual snarky confidence, and opionated voice. Plus for once her boyfriend actually admire her for it.
He had said "I love you" with genuine warmth and the knowledge that he truly meant it made Jordan want to float to the sky.
She had waited a few days afterwards before revealing the truth. Pierce had been shocked, slightly angered at her deception but once she had assured him that she had no way acted dishonestly in her feelings toward him, and told him why she felt she had to lie about it, he calmed.
In fact the following weeks afterward he had been more considerate to her and doing things to please her and follow her wants. It had been a perfect four months.
Somewhere between her reveal and their break up all the things he loved her and dated her for had been forgotten. He had a genie girlfriend, he could have wishes. Jordan bitterly wondered if those three words, "I'm a genie" magically made a person greedy and selfish.
They had been in her room in her lamp, lying on her ottamon watching some dumb action movie when he wrapped his arms around her, nipping at her neck.
"Want me to massage you" he murmured, with an eyebrow raised
"With oil?" Jordan purred
"What else?" Pierce grinned "Can I top por favor?"
Jordan grinned at him, sliding her fingers through his brown hair, "Sure, I'm feeling generous today."
"Then afterward we can go eat, and ride around in a motorcycle.."
"You got a motorcycle?"
"No" Pierce shrugged "But I was thinking you can get me one. You know first of three wishes and..."
"What." Jordan clipped, her sultry mood stopped cold.
"Umm wishes. You know three wishes, genie" Pierce stuttered, looking at her confused.
"No!" Jordan shoved him away as she got up from the ottoman. "Just no. What made you think I would..how dare you ask me for wishes!"
"Dare? But I thought? Jordan please don't overreact." Pierce held up his hands in a "don't shoot sign." How could you? I told you, I told you why I didn't tell you. Exactly for this reason. I can't believe you're just like all the others"
"I'm not like all the others" Pierce cut her off "I'm not dating you because of that."
"Then you shouldn't ask for it" Jordan interrupted.
"But but I'm not like them. I mean I did all that date stuff for you. Your movies, your restaurant, I bottom. I gave you what you wanted. Now I can get some wishes. It's even-even."
Her heart sunk, and her stomach became hollow. "That wasn't just because." All her life she had seen cute Auradonian couples doing overly sentimental acts of love. Simple ones like letting the other get their way. Just for the sake of it. But it never happened to her. This hardly counted.
"Well some of it was but come on, Jord. You're my girlfriend I love you." Pierce whined, he reached toward her but she slapped his hands away.
"Get out, we're through." She glared
"What!"
"I'm. Dumping. You. Now. Leave." Jordan annunciated
Pierce stopped stuttering and fighting and gave her defiant look. "I still want those wishes. I deserve them."
"Yeha, you deserve them" Jordan mocked, rolling her eyes
"I do!" Pierce insisted "I mean I worked so hard trying to make you happy. I did what you wanted.."
"That's because you insisted. I thought we were in a relationship, you didn't have to do it. No one has to have more than the other. I just wanted to be with you." Jordan retorted coldly
"Wait, I'm not done there's more." Pierce said with a humorless laugh "I had to put up with your crankiness, and trying to find times to meet you and spend money for dinner."
"It was a relationship. I had to deal and compromise you too" Jordan put in, trying to hide the saddened tone that crept into her voice but Pierce ignored as he continued to rant.
"I swear the only thing that kept me going some days was that.."
"I would give you wishes." Jordan finished
"Not just that" Pierce backpeddled as if he realized how incredible shallow and selfish that sounded.
"You would have broken up with me sooner." Jordan whispered to herself more than to him. She hated how hereyes felt watery. Was she so awful to date that her powers was the only reason people pretended to care to stick around.
"Jordan, Jordan don't get like that." Pierce begged
"Get out! I told you to leave!" Jordan yelled at him, wiping her tears away, "You are just a selfish a*** as the rest of them, don't hide that you aren't!"
"I explained!" Pierce shouted back but Jordan didn't want to listen. She continued yelling, and crying, anything to block out his continued stream of words and insults.
"Will you just shut up and listen to me!" Pierce demanded, and started rubbing frantically at the inside of the wall. It doesn't work that way you idiot!"
"I wish you would be quiet for just a minute!" Pierce commanded. Jordan was about to retort when her throats constricted.
Pierce looked at her in amazement, "You liar."
"I didn't know that was possible" she wanted to say but she sat herself at the edge of her bed and waited for whatever asinine wish that would come next.
Pierce's green eyes sparkled as a slow smile spread of his face, "Forget the motorcycle wish. I want to be in charge for once."
He pounced ontop of her, "Top as you so generously allowed."
Jordan kicked at his torso but Pierce pinned her arms down and clamped his legs firmly ontop of hers.
"I wish to have sex and you won't fight back."
Jordan's muscles stiffen and relaxed as so Pierce could move her easily as he pleased.
She had wanted to scream. She had waned to be able to cry out as he fondled her chest but the minute of silence apparently wasn't up.
He finally slid in, and bucked once when she mkaned as the burning and pain filled her physical body.
She pushed him off and forced her pants back up as quickly as she could.
"Wait, I said sex" Pierce protested
"You did it. Our bodies touched, you penetrated. It's sex." She saw his disgusted face "Magical loophole."
"Don't you want to hear my last one?" Pierce called
Every part of her wanted to throw him out and bang him against the wall, but she knew it would be better to get this over with so he couldn't use it against her on a later date.
She faced him, tapping her foot impatiently not showing the discomfort her body was still reeling from.
"I wish that you not anyone else won't get revenge on me in bodily harm or libel. No revenge." Pierce announced proudly.
Jordan's heart took one last plunge. Her mind raced to think of ways to get around his wording, but she couldn't think of any. In frustration at his proud smirk, she threw a vase at him.
The vase stopped inches from his face and slammed back at her.
She removed a glass shard from her hair and poofed Pierce away without a word. Jordan wrapped her arms around her knees as she brought them to her chest. She became aware of her rather loud sobbing and the hot tears streaming down her cheeks.
She hadn't told anyone what had happened. After all what was there to do. His wish prevented any consequences that ratting him out would bring (libel).
A fresh air burst through the room when Aladdin's eldest son appeared, Aziz. He was one of the few who had unlimited access to her lamp.
Aziz looked at her in surprise, "Jordan what happened?"
Jordan bit her lip, and took a breath to calm down. "My..my ex."
"Pierce" Aziz said understandingly. She had gushed to him many times about how happy she had been while they had been a relationship.
"He... you know we're over. He got wishes. He r***" Jordan covered her mouth to prevent from a wail that threatened to come out. "But it's nothing."
"Nothing!" Aziz sat next to her "That was three days ago, he,"
"No Aziz" Jordan put a hand to stop him "It's okay I'm getting over it. I shouldn't care. I need to deal"
"No. No that's not right" Aziz insisted
"It doesn't matter. I have to get used to it. I mean it's my second time being r***, besides...it's only going to happen again."
There she said it. She hated the idea but it was true. It was going to happen again.
It will always happen.
She got to live forever. She got to live forever being seen as nothing more than a wish ATM. People will never care about her personality, her opinions, even her looks. After all she was a genie, her one job was to grant wishes. That was all on the master, her opinions meant nothing.
In hindsight it wouldn't make a difference if she had no personality. Any lamp seekers wouldn't notice. If they did. They certainly wouldn't care. She was a genie, she was never meant to have lovers or true relationships. No matter what she did, she was an object to be desired.
She gave people what they want.
Forever and ever ever.
Thanks to screamingeternally for encouraging me to post.