Meanwhile, Crusher glanced around the lamp in awe and amazement. Despite the closed-in appearance, the lamp was actually pretty roomy.
"It is kinda nice, but... ohh... that meddlesome-- HELP!! GET ME OUT!!"
He yelled out as hard as he could, banging on the walls of the lamp, causing them to vibrate. After the seventh time, his tires began to hurt, and he let out a sigh.
"Great... I just made the mistake of a lifetime..."
He sunk down and hugged himself, hoping that he would be saved from the wish that he had doomed himself with.
Meanwhile, Pickle was wandering around the desert, looking for his best friend.
"Crusher? CRUSHERR!!"
He drove over the sand a few more times until he found familiar tracks on it. He gasped, recognizing his best friend's tire tracks before zooming off to follow them.
He came to a stop, however, when the tire tracks stopped, but there was still no sign of the dark blue truck.
"Crusher...?!" he hissed as he looked around. "Oh, where could he be— oh wait, I can just use the tracker I placed on him," He took out a pad and smiled. "Haha, silly me. Okay, so according to the tracker, he's… somewhere this way…"
He followed the tracker to where it was blinking and stopped in front of a deep pit.
"Huh?" he looked down at it curiously. "Why would Crusher be down there? Oh well, better make sure he's okay,"
He took out a rope and tied it to a rock then he threw the other end down. He climbed down into the pit and took out a flashlight to start searching.
"Crusher! You down here?!"
Soon, his flashlight caught something shiny down on the ground, causing his eyes to light up in surprise.
"What's that?"
He leaned down to pick up a dusty purple lamp. He looked over it curiously but couldn't see it clearly, so he turned and got out of the pit to take a closer look at it. As soon as he was back on the surface, he kept his flashlight and narrowed his eyes at the lamp.
"Huh, I wonder how a dusty old lamp got in there…"
He tried to blow the dust off, but the lamp was still dirty, so he began to rub it. Just as he did, blue smoke-like magic began to appear from it.
"Huh?!"
He dropped the lamp in surprise and watched as from the smoke came out a familiar figure that began to hover out of the lamp and appear above him…
"Crusher? Is that you?"
"Hmm…?" The figure uncurled and gasped to see himself outside of the lamp. "I... I'm out? I'M OUT!! But wait... who freed me?"
"Uh…" Pickle blinked you at his best friend in confusion. "Crusher…?"
Crusher turned to him and gasped. "Pickle?! You found the lamp?! How?!"
"I found it when I tracked you down to that pit," Pickle replied. "Are you okay? How did you get in there?"
"Some… meddlesome genie tricked me," Crusher grumbled and crossed his tires. "And now I'm stuck as a genie,"
"Oh no!" Pickle gasped. "No wonder you were trapped! Hang on, we'll find Blaze-- he'll know what to do!"
He grabbed the lamp and zoomed off, with Crusher being forced back into the lamp as he carried it off.
They soon made it to the oasis in the desert and found Blaze and AJ playing catch with their friend Genie.
"BLAZE!! AJ!!"
"Pickle?" Blaze turned to see the green truck drive towards them in panic. "What's the matter?"
"Crusher was tricked by a genie, now he's a genie, and he's stuck this way!" Pickle cried out.
"Wait, where IS Crusher?" AJ asked, glancing around.
"He's right… oh," Pickle looked above to see the sky empty before glancing down at the lamp in his tires. "Right,"
He rubbed the lamp, and the blue smoke came out to reveal Crusher hovering with magic. The group gasped in surprise.
"Hey, guys..." the blue truck chuckled nervously.
"Woah… you ARE a genie!" Blaze spoke.
"But… it is forbidden to turn someone into a genie!" Genie told them. "Who would do this?!"
"It was genie named… Ali, I think?" Crusher recalled, scratching his head.
"ALI?!" Genie's jaw dropped.
"You know him?" AJ asked.
"Yes," Genie nodded grimly. "Ali is one of the most powerful genies in all time… but he was also the most rogue genie of all time,"
"Uh oh..." Crusher gulped.
"How is he rogue, Genie?" AJ asked.
"He had once been powerful and almighty until he saw mortals roaming the land," Genie explained. "It urged him to use his magic to enslave the mortals and cause chaos all over, so we sealed him up in a lamp to keep him out of trouble and tossed it away, so no one would find him,"
"Lucky me... I found him..." Crusher muttered.
Genie sighed. "What exactly did you wish for, Crusher?"
"Well... I sorta wished to be a genie... at his suggestion." Crusher cringed at his own words.
"That is a rule that he always wanted to rebel against," Genie hissed. "Genies cannot make other people genies, or the genie and the master will switch places!"
"Can you undo this, Genie?" Blaze asked.
"I'm sorry, but another genie can not undo wish magic," Genie shook his head. "But I do know how we can,"
"How?" AJ asked.
"We can try making a wish in the Wishing Well of Wonder," Genie replied.
"What's that?" Pickle asked.
"The Wishing Well of Wonder is a magical well, just near a crystal oasis," Genie explained. "It is the only well that could grant the wish of any being; fairy, mortal, unicorn… even a genie! It is also the only well with the ability reverse any magic in all the world!"
"Then that's where we need to go!" Blaze declared. "Lead the way, Genie!"
"This way!" Genie dashed forward, and everyone zoomed off after him.