"Your wish… is granted," Ali smirked, and he flicked his tires around in a swirling motion.
His magic moved towards the dark blue truck, surrounding him and lifting up into the air. Ali's hat and magic jewels disappeared from his head and appeared on Crusher's as the dark blue truck's body suddenly glowed with a hint of gold while the other began to lower down onto the sandy ground As the magic ceased, Crusher looked down at himself in amazement.
"Wow..." he beamed. "I'm a genie! Yes! I can do magic and grant wishes and—!"
"There is only one problem in that," Ali interrupted.
"There is?" Crusher looked confused. "What could possibly be the problem? I mean, I'm a genie! I have powers! What could go wrong with that?"
"Well, for one thing," Ali smirked as he held the lamp in his tires. "The Living Space,"
"What?" Crusher tilted his head. "You mean the lamp? Eh, I can live a lamp easy!"
"But can you live in it… forever?"
"Well, uh..." Crusher gave a thought. "Wait, but won't I get out if someone rubs the lamp?"
"Not if no one finds you," Ali cackled and rubbed the lamp, prompting smoke to appear and grab Crusher.
"Hey!! Lemme go!"
"Oh no, no, no," Ali shook his head. "You chose to be a genie, and now you'll see how it feels to be trapped in this lamp forever!"
Crusher screamed as he was taken into the lamp. Ali watched with satisfaction, and once the dark blue truck was inside, he sped off towards a pit and threw the lamp inside.
"Now you can never EVER get out! MWUHAHAHAHA!"
With that, he turned and left, heading into the city.