Chapter One; The Phone Call
Mrs. Bellows came in through the front door while Spot trotted along happily behind her wagging his tail. "Jeannie! We're back! Spot checked out perfectly at the veterinarian's!" she exclaimed before she closed the door behind her and then removed the leash from the puppy's collar. Spot sprinted into the kitchen and then started lapping up water out of his water dish with his tongue. "Jeannie!?" Mrs. Bellows called again as she walked around the corner just as her husband was coming out of the bathroom.
"Alfred have you seen Jeannie? I wanted to let her know that her puppy is perfectly healthy." She told him.
"No, I'm afraid not. She's been inside her bottle all morning. I've been trying to get her to come out and eat something to keep up her strength but she' refused every time." He replied.
"Poor Jeannie, she really misses Colonel Nelson and Colonel Healey." Mrs. Bellows began before she turned around to face the coffee table and then picked up her bottle. "Jeannie, would you please come out for a moment? I want to talk to you about something." She told her before she placed the bottle back on top of the table and a few seconds later pink smoke started erupting out of it before Jeannie appeared with a sad expression on her face.
"Listen Jeannie, I know you're upset and I don't blame you but you can't stay in there all day. Especially when you have your baby to think about. It needs just as much nutrition and as many fluids as you do." Mrs. Bellows told her.
"Well,.. you don't know that for sure." Her husband began before glancing over at Jeannie and then back at her. "Maybe a genie's anatomy is different than a normal human being's." he told her but she just simply rolled her eyes at him and then threw her arms up into the air.
"Oh Alfred of course it's different. I mean after all, the woman is over two thousand years old and yet she still managed to conceive. But that's not the point, just because Jeannie's body is a little bit different than ours doesn't mean that she doesn't have to be worried about staying healthy." She told him.
"Uh Jeannie, the good Lord already knows how much I hate admitting this but Amanda's right. We care about you and your child too much to see you starving yourself just because you miss Colonel Nelson and Colonel Healey." Mr. Bellows told her.
"That's right, and I really think that it's time you had something to eat now. I'm sure if they were here that they would agree with me." Mrs. Bellows told her. "Besides Spot's back and he's doing just fine so I'm sure if you took him out to play after you have your breakfast you would feel much better." Mrs. Bellows said as Jeannie just simply shrugged.
"Alright, I guess since you both are my temporary masters I don't really have any choice but to obey you." She told them before she folded her arms, bobbed her head, and blinked her eyes making a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast appear on the dining room table in front of them.
"That's a good girl, Colonel Nelson wouldn't have lend you to us in the first place if he didn't trust the fact that we would take care of you." Mr. Bellows told her when suddenly the telephone rang.
"Oh!" Jeannie cried with a sudden burst of excitement before she turned around and started running towards it.
"Uh uh uh!" Mrs. Bellows exclaimed pointing at her and making her come to a sudden dead stop in her tracks. "I'll answer it just in case it's not Colonel Nelson or Colonel Healey." She told her as she walked hurriedly over to it to answer it. "Hello?" she inquired as she picked the phone off the hook.
"Hello is this Amanda Bellows?" a man's voice on the other end of the phone began as Mrs. Bellows nodded.
"Yes, this is her speaking." She replied while Jeannie placed her ear up to the phone attempting to hear him as well.
"Well then congratulations! You have the chance to win three concert tickets to go see the Monkees next Friday night!" the man exclaimed excitedly.
"Oh really? Wow, that's wonderful!" Mrs. Bellows cried.
"Yes, all you've got to do is name this famous song and legendary artist." The man told her before he started playing the tune.
"Oh!" Jeannie squealed instantly recognizing it before quickly placing her hands over her mouth and Mrs. Bellows glanced over at it.
"Sorry, I forgot." Jeannie whispered as Mrs. Bellows rolled her eyes at her.
"I beg your pardon?" the man questioned her.
"Oh well I think it's_" she began before glancing back over at Jeannie and then quickly placed her hand over the speaker and mouthed the words
"help me."
"Under the Boardwalk by the Drifters. It is one of mine and my master's favorite songs." Jeannie told her before she quickly uncovered the phone again.
"Under the Boardwalk by the Drifters." She told him.
"That is correct! Congratulations Mrs. Bellows you're the winner!" the man cried as Mrs. Bellows set the phone back down again and threw her arms around Jeannie and hugged her tightly.
"I won! I really won!" she yelled. "Oh thank you Jeannie!" she exclaimed.
"I'm confused. What just happened?" Mr. Bellows wondered.
"Oh Alfred, Jeannie just helped me win concert tickets to see The Monkees!" his wife told him excitedly before she picked the phone back up and placed it to her ear.
"All you need to do now is to stop by the 98.3 studio and collect your prize." The man told her before she nodded again, thanked him, and then said goodbye before she hung up the phone.
"There, you see Jeannie? You have something to look forward to after all." She told her smiling brightly at her.
"Oh I can't wait to go to the concert! I'm going to write to my master and Roger Healey about it just as soon as I finish eating my breakfast." She told her spinning and twirling around in a circle while she threw her arms around herself tightly and then skipped over to the breakfast table with both of the Bellows smiling at her as they watched her sit down and start to eat relieved that she finally had her appetite back.