Okies so I got 3 reviews & more outside of the site from friends who it won't let review & I have people begging me to write more, so more is here weee! LoL, o yea Mel, it was mean to be that way to be funny, like it looked like he was thinking something but he doesn't know somebody's actually making commentary on him so he can't be thinking that…LoL arite, here's the next part:

"Everybody always wants three wishes…isn't is supposed to be three wishes…well, did it ever occur to you that maybe four wishes is better? Huh? Did it?" Said the magical Snapple Genie exasperated. "I mean it is one more! But noooo! Three wishes is the norm, so why go against the grain? Because I'm cool and I say so, OK?"

"Errr…" Harry seemed to have lost the ability to speak. The genie baffled him and he stood there blinking. After a long silence, he found his voice, "I guess you're right. Four wishes is better, isn't it?"

"You GUESS?? I AM right! Of course I'm right! I'm always right! I am the magical Snapple Genie!"

"A bit conceited too, though, are we?"

"Sorry…I lost my head a bit there. But I am right, aren't I?" Said the genie in a way that sounded like a low self-esteemed teenager. "I mean…I thought I'd be the cool genie, granting 1 more wish than all the others…1 more wish really is better, isn't it?"

"Oh! Of course it's better!" Said Harry, for fear that the genie might burst into tears.

"Yay! I mean…your wish is my command. What would you like?"

"Well I did actually want to drink that snapple…I'm rather thirsty, you know?" Said Harry, "Hmm…I wish for an unlimited pitcher of ice cold pumpkin juice!"

"Be careful what you wish for," said the genie.

"What's wrong with what I wished for?"

"I dunno…but a man with a plunger once told me that, so I thought I'd pass on his words of wisdom."

"OK…" Said Harry as a tray with pitcher of pumpkin juice and a glass popped onto the desk with a meow. . And that's when Harry realized that spending time with this genie was going to be quite interesting. "Errr…why did it meow? Is there a cat in my pumpkin juice?"

"Oh no…that's just the noise my powers make when I produce things out of thin air!"

"Errr…I'm quite scared…"

"Don't worry about it…it's actually quite normal. When genies become official and are sent to live in a bottle, we get to pick out our own noise. There are lots to choose from. There's a bark, a moo, a cock-a-doodle-doo, a doorbell, et cetera. Is it my fault that most genie's choose the ping?"

"Well…I guess not…" Feeling much safer about the pitcher before him, he poured the pumpkin juice hastily into the glass & downed it in 1 swig. He repeated this once more and finally felt his thirst quenched.

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